Chapter 14: The binding contracts!
The following are a term for a binding contract the DOMINANT and the SUBMISSIVE.
THE FUNDAMENTAL TERMS FOR BINDING THIS CONTRACT: The contrast between Jace De Leon and Brielle Damara.
1.) The fundamental purpose of this contract is to allow the SUBMISSIVE to explore her sexuality and her limit safely.
2.) The DOMINANT and the SUBMISSIVE agreed and acknowledged things that occur in this contract must be consensual, confidential, and subject to the agreed limit and safety procedures set out in this contract.
3.) The SUBMISSIVE will agree to any sexual activity uphold the pleasures of the DOMINANT, except on hard limits.
4.) The SUBMISSIVE will no
Chapter 15: The Chemistry withinPlaylist -Love me as you doAfter my phone conversation with Hera, she finally agreed to pack up everything, our stuff from the old house.Still, Jace offered her the private airplane to pack up and come to Milan, which she is going crazily after our phone conversation. I've said my goodbyes to Mrs. Sicilio before now, so Lucca and Enrique will be helping Hera pack.That's Great, and I'm here with Jace, though. I turned around, "holy crap.""Oh." Holy hell.He strolls toward me. Confident, sexy eyes were blazing, and my heart began to pound, my blood pumping around my body. Desire, thick and hot pools in my belly. He stands in front of me, staring down into my eyes. He's so freaking
Chapter 16: The desired heatHe reaches up and tugs the duvet off the bed, then pushes me gently, so I fall onto the mattress. Still standing, he grasps my foot and undoes my Converse, pulling off my shoe and sock. I raise myself on my elbows to see what he's doing. I'm panting —wanting.He lifts my foot by the heel and runs his thumbnail up my instep. It's almost painful, but I feel the movement echoed in my groin. I gasp. Not taking his eyes off mine, again he runs his tongue along my instep and then his teeth. Shit. I groan —how can I feel this, there? I fall back onto the bed, moaning. I hear his soft chuckle."Oh, Brie, what I could do to you," he whispers.He removes my other shoe and sock, then stands and pulls my jeans. I'm lying on his bed dressed only in my bra and
Chapter 17: The Erotic pleasureplaylist: Erotica (Madonna)BrielleI am still panting, trying to slow my breathing. My thumping heart and my thoughts are in wild disarray —Wow, that was astounding.I open my eyes, and he has his forehead pressed against mine, his eyes closed, his breathing ragged. Jace's eyes flicker open and gaze down at me, dark but soft. He's still inside me. Leaning down, he gently presses a kiss against my forehead then slowly pulls out of me."Ooh." I wince at the unfamiliarity."Did I hurt you?" Jace asks as he lies down beside me, propped on one elbow. He tucks a stray strand of my hair behind my ear, and I have to grin widely."You are asking me if you h
Chapter 18: Take the pleasure!"You like this?" He asks softly, his teeth grazing my outer ear, and he starts to flex his thumb slowly, in, out, in, out, his fingers still circling.I close my eyes, trying to keep my breathing under control, trying to absorb the disordered, chaotic sensations that his fingers are unleashing on me, fire coursing through my body. I moan again."You're so wet, so quickly. So responsive. Oh, Brie, I like that. I like that a lot," he whispers.I want to stiffen my legs, but I can't move. He's pinning me down, keeping up a constant, slow, torturous rhythm. It's exquisite. I moan again, and he flicks."Open your mouth," he commands and thrusts his thumb in my mouth. My eyes fly open, blinking wildly. “See how you taste," he breathes against my ear. "Suck me, baby." His thumb presses on my tongue, and my mouth closes around him, su
Chapter 19: The sexy beast!Playlist -You are the reasonIf I could turn back the clock, I'd make sure that light defected the dark, I'd spend every hour of every day keeping you safe ~|Calum Scott|~BrielleI woke up with the shining ray of the sun that was escaping the windshield, but the first thing that popped into my mind. —It's Monday morning, and Hera-? Fuck.Oh no, Hera!I left my purse in Jace's study. I fetch it and reach for my cell phone: six texts and 19 missed calls from Javier, my mom, and Hera.*Are you okay, Brielle? **Brie, are you with Jace right now, or already at our apartment over there?**Damn it, Brie, he fucked you, I knew
Chapter 20: Vanilla sex?I put the bacon under the grill, and while it's cooking, I whisk some eggs. I turn, and Jace is sitting on one of the bar stools at the breakfast bar, leaning on it, his face supported by his steepled hands. He's still wearing the t-shirt he's slept in. Just-fucked hair suits him, as does his designer stubble.He looks both amused and bewildered. I freeze, flush, then gather myself and pull the headphones out of my ears, my knees weak at the sight of him."Good morning, Ms Damara. You're very enthusiastic this morning," He says dryly."I slept well," I stutter my explanation. His lips try to mask his smile."I can't imagine why." He pauses and frowns. "So did I, after I came back to bed.""Are you hungry?" I shyly ask."Very," He says with an intens
Playlist: Soap (Melanie Martinez)BrielleThere are only so many ways one can say —you look fabulous, Hera. She has a curvy, slim figure to die for. She doesn't do it on purpose, I know, but I haul my sorry, perspiration clad, old t-shirt, sweat pants, and sneakers ass into my room on the pretext of unpacking more boxes.The following day, I call my mom when I'm home from looking for a job. It's been a relatively unpeaceful day in the whole of Milan, Italy, not allowing me far too much time to think. The sun in this place is a killer.I'm restless, nervous about the message I received from Mr. Dominant Freak early this morning, and at the back of my mind, I'm worried that perhaps I've been too negative in my response to the contract. Maybe he'll call the whole thing off. My mom is oozing contrition
"What would you like to drink?" My lips quirk up in a quick, sly smile as I sit and slide into the booth - well, at least he's asking me."I'll have what you're having, please." See! I can play nice and behave myself. Amused, he orders another glass of moat and slides in opposite me."They have an excellent wine cellar here," he says, cocking his head to one side. Putting his elbows on the table, he steeples his fingers in front of his beautiful mouth, his neon eyes alive with some unreadable emotion. And there it is... that familiar pull and charges from him, it connects somewhere deep inside me. I shift uncomfortably under his scrutiny, my heart palpitating. I must keep my cool."Are you nervous?" he asks softly."Yes," I replied.He leans forward. "Me too," he whispers.Conspiratorially. My eyes shoot up to meet his. Him?Nervous. Never. I blink at him, and