Chapter 10- Introductions

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We laid there kissing and talking for quite some time before I stood up, 

"Let me see you," I whispered into Zora's ear. She tilted her head. 

I looked down at her, she moved her hair out of her face revealing her gorgeous freckles. "I- I-"

"When you speak to me, you will speak with authority in your voice, just like you've been doing." I crossed my arms. Even though she looks and sounds just as precious as she did all those years ago, I can't baby her as I did in high school. The way she'd went from bossy to submissive turned me on. I don't mind her being womanly, I'm glad to know that she's evolved, but seeing her like this... so compliant made me want to rip her clothes off, bend her over, and turn her into my personal slut for tonight, but I couldn't be so rough for her first time.

"But-" She bit her knuckle. I covered my mouth and cheeks hiding the red that flushed my face. She was so damn captivating, it made my heart race, to think, this woman is mines,  all mines. 

"Come here." I held my hand out as if we weren't already so close that my inhale was her exhale. Reluctantly, she took it, her warm hand sent butterflies fluttering about inside of me. Was this something you often felt when you were in love?

 I yanked her closer, her body crashed against mine and she let out the cutest yelp,  "I have a test for you." I muttered, she nodded, her once tense body relaxing as she looked up at me. I bit my lip just staring at her. Just to be within the same parameter as her made me hard. 

I've never held off on sleeping with a woman for so long, I didn't believe it was necessary. But her? I have her best interest at heart. 

"I just..." I cleared my throat. " I just want to test a few of your reactions." I gripped her waist. She ran her small hands up my chest and around my neck gripping my nape. 

However, within that small timeframe, she'd caught on to her own promiscuous antics and released me.

"What are you doing to me?" She looked down, "You make me just want to rip open your shit and..." She began but trailed off.

"And what?" I bit my lip, she had dirty thoughts too huh? Well, we're only human.

"Stop looking down. Look at me." I lifted her chin lightly. Her coconut brown eyes glistened in the sunlit bedroom as our eyes finally held contact. "You're so fucking gorgeous." I ran my thumb over her lip. I wanted to kiss her so bad... to own her so bad... but alas, she's still a virgin. I don't want to make it seem like I only want her womanhood, because I don't. I want her.

She moved to cover her mouth, but I stopped her. I wanted to see how flustered she could really be.

I backed her toward my bedroom door and wrapped my hand around her throat pushing my body against hers.

"King-" She took off her glasses. It wasn't long before her face reddened as tears streamed down her plump cheeks.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"

"What do you want from me? What could you possibly want from me?" Her soft passive voice had risen making her sound more womanly than I'd ever heard from her. "You're a surgeon and I work behind a fucking desk, I'm 26, barely graduated college, knee-deep in debt, and I drive a 2016 fucking Toyota Camry-"

"You think I care about any of those things?"

"Yes because I fucking care. Look at your fucking house! YOUR FUCKING BATHROOM IS THE SIZE OF MY ENTIRE FUCKING APARTMENT! YET YOU WANT... ME?!"

"You see that voice of yours? I'm going to need you to remember who the fuck you're talking to. I'm glad you mustered up the courage to release your inner-woman, but I want you to lower your fucking tone."

"I'M NOT YOUR-" She began but I gripped her throat and kissed her.

"Aren't you though? We've been together long enough to know that I don't care about those things. Why do you continue to contradict yourself?" I gripped her thigh.

"You should be with someone pretty, skinny, and confident. I'm 165 fucking pounds, my stretch marks look like a fucking road map, I still wear these fat ass fucking glasses, my freckles look like someone threw dirt on my face, and I couldn't kill a fly for the life of me. I don't understand w-"

"Keep belittling yourself Zora, you're only adding on to your punishment." I ran my fingers through her hair. She gulped before looking away.

"What do you mean?" Her voice had returned to its previous state, soft and passive.

"I thought you'd never ask." I picked her up.

"Are you familiar with the term, 'DDLG'?"

"Yes." 

"Good." I grabbed her hand and led her out of the room, closely, she followed behind as I directed her into my basement. 

"This," I flicked on the lights, "this is my playroom." I looked down at her. I was fully prepared for her to push me away and bolt out of the house never to be seen or heard from again, however, she explored the room completely fascinated.

"Come." I held my hand out and grabbed a blindfold, she took her soft hand in mine as I sat her down and covered her eyes with the thin cloth, even blindfolded her remarkable beauty still shined through. I just pray that this doesn't drive her away. 

This is the reason I couldn't bear to have sex with her, the thought of her not being able to see past this flaw of mine weighed heavy on me. 

"Stand on the bench." I hadn't let go of her. She did as was told, Zora could be quite the submissive under certain circumstances, this just happens to be one of those few circumstances. "walk back slowly." I whispered. She complied slowly treading backwards, she was nervous to say the very least, she trembled with just the slightest brush of my finger against her legs. 

Just a bit further... I wanted to get her to the perfect spot to access her sensitive areas. It was only a small gesture, I have no intention of going to the extreme with her tonight, I didn't want to scare my beloved off. I just want her to accept me for me. 

"Stop. Kneel." I guided her down. I knew she was where I intended when she gasped as she settled onto the cushioned plank. She must've felt the rubber knob that had awaited her. 

I tied her hands behind her back and her hair out of my way.

"Can I touch you?" I nibbled on her earlobe, she moaned and even leaned in my direction just barely, yet she didn't answer.


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