Wet For Him

I woke up with a heavy head. My eyes opened slowly. The room looked expensive and strange. Soft lights glowed from the ceiling. A huge bed with smooth silk sheets. Heavy curtains covered the windows. This was not my small apartment.

I sat up fast. My heart began to pound so hard in my chest and I remembered pieces of the night before. Walking home from work. A black car stopping beside me and strong hands grabbing me with a cloth over my mouth. Then darkness.

The door opened without a sound and a tall man walked in. He wore a perfect black suit that looked very expensive. His shoulders were wide. His eyes were dark and sharp like a predator. He carried power and danger in every step.

"Hello Scarlett." His voice was deep and calm. It sent a shiver down my back. "You are awake at last."

I pulled the blanket up to my chest. My hands shook. "Who are you? How do you know my name? Why am I here? Let me go right now."

He smiled slowly. The smile did not reach his eyes. "My name is Jace. I am the man who owns you now."

He moved closer to the bed. I pressed my back hard against the headboard. Jace stopped near me and let his eyes move over my body. I still wore my simple white dress from yesterday. It suddenly felt too thin and too short.

"I watched you for many weeks," Jace said quietly. "So innocent. So pure. Working in that small shop every day. Smiling at customers. I had to have you for myself."

I shook my head quickly. Tears burned in my eyes. "This is crazy. You cannot just take people. Please let me go home."

Jace sat on the edge of the bed. The mattress dipped under his weight. He reached out and touched my chin with his fingers. His touch was surprisingly gentle. "No Scar. You stay here in my house. You follow my rules from now on." His thumb brushed my lower lip slowly. "And soon you will beg me to keep you here."

His touch sent a strange warmth through my body. I hated myself for feeling it. I turned my face away fast.

Jace laughed softly. The sound was low and dangerous. "Already fighting me. Good. I like it when you fight a little. It makes the moment you break so much sweeter."

He stood up and walked to a large closet on the other side of the room. He took out a beautiful red dress. It looked short and very revealing. "Change into this. Dinner is waiting downstairs. Don't make me wait long."

I stared at the dress. "I will not wear that. It is too much."

Jace turned back to me. His eyes became darker. "You will wear it. Or I will take that old white dress off you myself." He stepped closer. "And I will enjoy every single second of it. I will touch every inch of your innocent body while I do it."

I felt my face burn hot and my breathing became faster. I grabbed the red dress from his hand and waited for him to leave the room. Jace watched me for a long moment. His eyes promised things I didn't want to think about. Then he finally walked out and closed the door.

My hands shook badly as I changed. The red dress hugged my body tightly. It pushed my breasts up and showed deep cleavage. The hem stopped very high on my thighs. I felt almost naked. Exposed.

When I came downstairs Jace waited at a long dining table. Delicious food smells filled the air. He looked at me like a hungry wolf. His eyes moved slowly over my breasts and legs.

"Come here Scar." He said my short name again. It sounded too soft. Too intimate. Like a lover.

I walked slowly toward him. Before i could sit in my own chair Jace pulled my onto his lap. I gasped loudly.

"Stop this," I whispered. "Please."

His big hand rested on my bare thigh. His skin felt hot against mine. "You feel so good on me." His fingers moved higher under the short dress. "So soft and warm."

I tried to stand up but his strong arm held my waist firmly. He was much stronger than me. There was no escape.

"Eat," he ordered. He picked up small pieces of food with his own hand and brought them to my mouth. Every time his fingers touched my lips I felt that strange heat growing between my legs.

After some minutes Jace spoke again. His breath brushed my ear. "You will learn to obey me Scar. In return I will give you pleasure you never dreamed about. I will make your body sing for me."

I breathed faster. "I do not want your pleasure. I want to go home."

Jace smiled against my neck. His hand moved higher. His fingers brushed the edge of my panties. "Your body says something different little one."

He pressed one finger against me through the thin cloth. I jumped in his lap. A small helpless sound escaped my throat.

"See?" he whispered. "Already getting wet for me."

I hated how right he was. Even though my mind screamed no my body was reacting. I felt myself becoming slippery under his touch. Jace rubbed me slowly in small circles. The feeling was too strong. Too good.

"Please stop," I begged. My voice sounded weak.

"Not yet." He kissed the side of my neck softly. Then he sucked gently on my skin. "I want to feel how innocent you really are."

His finger pushed my panties aside. He touched my bare sensitive skin. I moaned before I could stop myself. Jace growled low in his throat like an animal.

"So warm. So tight and wet." He circled my most sensitive spot with his finger. "I will enjoy breaking you open Scar. I will stretch this little pussy with my cock soon."

I gripped his shoulder hard. My hips moved a little against his hand without my permission. Fear and unwanted pleasure mixed inside my chest.

Jace suddenly stopped. He pulled his hand away and licked his finger slowly while looking deep into my eyes. The sight made my stomach tighten.

"Dinner is over," he said. His voice was rough now. "Time to take you upstairs. I have many plans for your body tonight. I will teach you how to please me."

I trembled as Jace carried me back up to the bedroom in his strong arms. I knew this was only the beginning of my new life with him. Part of me was terrified. Another part felt shamefully excited.