by Jamie Knight
Except it wasn't really fucking, and that was the problem. I'd practically made love to her in front of that window. I hadn't meant to. But she'd felt it.
I couldn't let myself go down that road, could I? I wanted to, but I held back. Not with her, my employee, who I wasn’t supposed to be having sex with, let alone falling in love with.
The way she'd crumpled on my office floor, after I’d touched her let me know she was confused, conflicted, ashamed of her desires and angry at me for awakening them. Even if she didn't always show it, the resentment was a vein running deep.
"I’ll spank you if you really want me to, Jocelyn," I told her, hating myself for saying it. “But I’ll warn you that you might not like it. It will attach you to me in ways you might not be ready for.”
She swallowed thickly.
"I don't know what you mean," she said, her voice slightly rough. "I just asked you to spank me, not take me out on a date."
I looked at her, carefully. Searchingly. I wanted to believe she could just be my normal pet, not my beloved pet, not my sweet pet.
But I knew we were both in too deep to go back to that possibility.
"This is what you do, isn't it?" she crossed her arms. "You spank women, at that club.”
Well, I used to do that. But I hadn’t had any desire to, since I’d met her. All I was able to think about or want was Jocelyn.
“That's all I'm asking for,” she said. “I don't expect anything else."
I decided to take her at her word.
She followed me downstairs I have that lead from my office to a secret chamber, and I selected one of my smallest paddles from the wall. I have a whole room down here. But I haven’t wanted to use it for anyone but her.
I sat on the edge of the bed and beckoned her to lay down across my lap.
She eyed the paddle.
"Not your hand?"
"You didn't specify."
I took a moment to admire the view, the black fabric clinging so tightly to her ass that it left absolutely nothing to the imagination. I enjoyed looking at the curvy plain of her ass that was waiting for me to take it over. Then, I spanked her.
I spanked her again and again, past what I thought she would endure. When I finally paused, she looked up at me.
"What?" she demanded.
"I'm going to need you to stop that."
My grip on the paddle was very tight.
"What?"
"Squirming."
A wicked smile spread across her face, and she wiggled on purpose. I groaned, gritting my teeth, and spanked her once more for good measure.
"I mean it," I said, pushing her off. "I know you said you wanted to humiliate me but making me cum in my pants is a step too far. And I’m about to do that, if you don’t stop."
She laughed, tumbling down onto her knees in front of me.
"Hopefully it's not too humiliating if I suck your cock."
She licked her lips, but she didn't make a move towards me. This was her way, I realized, of asking permission.
But it wasn't good enough.
"Beg."
She raised her eyebrows in disbelief.
"Uh... please, can I suck your cock, Boss? Master?"
"Like you mean it."
I unzipped, watching her eyes on me, hungry, wanting.
"Please, my Master. Can I suck your cock?"
There was still a tinge of irritation in her voice.
"Not with that attitude."
My mouth twisted into a smile. Her eyes bored into mine, and I could tell she was fighting the desire to tell me I was being ridiculous.
"Please." She swallowed, her eyes flickering down to the floor. "Please, Master, can I suck your big, hard cock?"
I gave a single nod.
She moaned as I slid into her mouth.
I'd made her ask, so she was grateful, eager, like I was actually doing her a favor. Like she had to beg, to be worthy of me. The act of asking permission made it come true. She was enraptured.
And the feeling was mutual.
She was my sweet, beloved pet. Now and forever.
Epilogue
Jocelyn
Three Months Later
The house is eerily quiet when I get home.
“Master?” I call out.
There’s no answer, but that’s not necessarily a surprise. It’s taken some getting used to, living in William’s mansion. Not that I’m complaining, of course, but the sheer size of it is a little overwhelming.
It’s strange to be able to “lose” someone in my house. And it is my house now. That’s still a little hard for me to believe, even though I’ve been living here for a while, with William. I just never expected this kind of life for myself.
But, happily, even though I’m his pet, my life is still mine, too. I’m flourishing in my own right. Thanks in large part to his help.
“Boss?” I call, hanging up my coat and walking down the hall.
I had been out running a quick errand early this morning so that William and I could enjoy the rest of our Saturday together. It had been a while since both of us had actually just relaxed on a weekend day.
As I get further inside, I begin to hear soft music playing. Curious, I follow the sound. Whatever it is, it’s beautiful, a solo piano playing a delicate, lilting melody, and it draws me down the hall to our bedroom.
“William?” I call as I open the door.
The sight inside steals my breath. William sits casually at the end of our bed. The light in the room is dimmed by blinds, but replaced by soft and flickering candles, and an explosion of rose petals are scattered all over the bed and the floor.
“What’s all this?” I ask softly, a smile creeping over my face.
He rises to his feet, and for a moment, the rest of the romantic scene he’s set falls away. All I can see is him. He closes the distance between us and grips my chin in his hand.
“Jocelyn, my sweet, beloved pet,” he brushes a lock of my hair out of my face, and the worshipful gaze he’s eyeing me with steals my breath, “There are a thousand things I want to say, but I don’t want to mince words, so I’m going to keep this simple.”
He reaches into his pocket, and even though a part of me knows exactly what’s coming, my heart skips a beat. When he drops down to one knee and opens the little velvet box, I see the large, glittering diamond and tears spring to my eyes.
“I love you, Jocelyn, and I want you to be mine. Forever. Will you be my wife?”
I blink back the tears and nod.
“Yes,” I choke out, “Yes, sir.”
It coaxes a laugh out of him, and he rises to both feet and slides the ring onto my finger, then bends to claim my mouth with his own.
My arms coil around his neck. My husband-to-be. I can’t believe it. And I’ve never been happier.
His tongue parts the seam of my lips and I let out a soft moan. I feel his erection pressed against me and heat blooms between my thighs. He reaches behind me and unzips my dress, then tugs the sleeves down my arms and lets the whole thing fall in a heap on the floor. I’m not wearing a bra and my breasts spill free into his waiting hands.
He lays me down on the bed and I tremble in anticipation, not sure what sort of naughty games my fiancé will want to play to celebrate our new engagement. But to my surprise, his hands and his lips are gentle as they work their way down my body.
His fingers dip under the waistband of my panties and whisk them down, flinging them aside before parting my thighs. He inhales deeply and I feel a flush of embarrassment spread over my skin.
His tongue runs along the length of my slit and I gasp.
“How does that feel, Pet?”
“S-so good, Master,” I whimper.
It’s new and different, this soft, tender lovemaking, and I’m pleased to find that I like it just as well as the rough and wild fucking we normally do.
“Guide me,” he directs, “tell me what you want me to do to you.”
I’m surprised by the inst
ruction. It’s a switch, me giving the orders for a change, but I feel a little thrill at the idea.
“Suck on it,” I blurt out before I can stop myself, “Suck on my clit.”
He obeys, pursing his lips around the sensitive little bud and sucking, sending stars shooting across my vision.
“Oh, yes, yes, thank you, Master!” I shriek, “Just like that, keep going, please.”
William plunges a finger into my pussy while he sucks on my clit, and the added sensation is almost more than I can stand, the pleasure climbing so fast it’s dizzying. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, please, please make me cum!”
My moans and pleas turn into incoherent babble as the orgasm rips through me and my juices spill into William’s eager, waiting mouth.
Before I can even finish coming to, he’s repositioned himself and tugged his cock out through his zipper. I start to sit up, even as my body is still shaking and rippling with aftershocks, but he gently pushes me back down.
“Tell me what you want,” he directs me again.
“I want—”
My face flames and my words fail me.
Dirty talk is one thing, but this, commanding him this way, is new to me, and I feel a sudden embarrassment I thought I had long since overcome.
I turn my face away, averting my gaze, but William grabs my chin and forces me to look at him.
“Tell me, Pet,” he croons.
I look into his eyes and all I see is love, pure and simple, and it floods me and fills my heart.
“I want you,” I whisper, “I want to feel you inside me, please. Fuck me. Love me.”
A smile blooms on his lips and he guides himself into me. It feels so good to have his big cock filling me up, stuffing me full.
He played with my clit and my nipples while I moan and cum.
“That’s it,” he says. “That’s my little beloved pet.”
I feel him pulsing inside me and I know he’s about to cum. We don’t even use condoms anymore because we’d be happy to have a baby together.
I arch my back and look into his eyes as I feel him release inside me. I love the warm liquid that gushes inside me.
“Fuck yeah,” he says, as he finishes. “I love you, my Pet.”
“I love you, too, my Master. My boss. And my fiancée.”
I couldn’t be any happier in life right now if I tried.
I was able to get the full-time associate position at Davies. And it wasn’t even because of William, or at least not directly. Ashton, Kane, Eileen, Ray and everyone else at McKenzie were pleased with my work at the mediation.
I’m finally a full-fledged lawyer now. And no longer a virgin.
I was also finally able to move out of the place I’d shared with Paul. My brother is happy for me, as is Hannah. I know it’s rare that something like this worked out, so I have no hard feelings about them warning me away from this.
I know it was a risk, but I’m glad I pursued it. It was worth it.
I don’t even need my Confidence Track anymore, because I always have my Master to make me feel complete. I know it’s soon to rush into an engagement but I couldn’t feel any more certain of this.
We’re going to be together for the rest of our lives, and I’ll always be his beloved pet.
THE END
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Sneak Peek of Office Pet
The first book in my His Pet series is Office Pet. Enjoy this sneak peek!
“I knew I picked the right girl when I picked you,” he said, biting my neck. “I’ve dreamed of fucking you up against a door. Would you like that, pet? Would you like to feel my cock in your pussy as you cry out and your neighbors hear?”
He nibbled on my earlobe and ran his teeth up and down the column of my neck.
“Hell, yes. I’m so fucking wet right now.”
He lowered me to the living room floor and ripped off my clothes until all was left were my thong and bra.
“Turn around and face the door.”
When I did, he cupped my ass in his hands and squeezed hard. He spanked one cheek and then the other. With each strike, his hands came down harder and harder, creating a hurricane of heat inside me.
“More,” I begged. “Give me more. Give it to me harder.”
“Brace your hands against the door frame,” he ordered.
I grasped the wooden door frame and spread my legs. He anchored his fingers into my hips, and I pressed my palms against the door. I heard him unzip his pants and my pussy squeezed.
“I can’t wait any longer. I have to fuck you.”
“Then do it.”
He moved my soaked thong to one side and slid his massive cock into my pussy. To begin with, his rhythm was slow and steady, but then he picked up speed, becoming faster and harder, but then he slowed down again, alternating between slow and shallow, and hard and fast, balls deep thrusts.
I was already close to climaxing, screaming into the door. Each time he withdrew, his hand came down on my ass—never the same spot twice. I cried out but not from pain, from sheer ecstasy.
The beginnings of an orgasm unfurled in my stomach and sizzled my skin. Kane slid one of his hands to the front of my body where he freed my breasts from my bra.
My nipples were already rock hard. Roughly, he massaged my tits before clamping his thumb and forefingers around each nipple, pulling them from my body.
That was all I needed to throw me over the edge. My legs shook, and I could barely keep myself upright. My pussy walls clenched and unclenched around his thickening cock, and a mind-blowing orgasm rocked me to the core…
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Reese
He's my boss, and I know I shouldn't, but I just want to follow his every order.
One bad breakup in college and I've had bad luck in love ever since.
In an act of desperation, I say yes to a date with my supervisor.
But my luck gets worse when he tries to put his unwanted hands on me.
In return, I'm about to put the heel of my shoe through his foot.
Then the CEO of the company, a handsome as hell billionaire, comes to my rescue.
Kane is everything I have ever wished for: tall, muscular and demanding.
He'll fulfill every dirty fantasy I have, as long as I call him sir.
Can I be a good office pet for him? Or will he push me to my limits?
Is my luck about to change for the better, or run out forever?
Kane
I saved her from him and now I want her for myself.
Reese thinks it's a coincidence that I came to her aid.
But I've had my eye on her curves since she first started working for me.
Now she owes me a favor in return.
I want her to be my office pet and follow all my rules.
Such as the one where she's over my knee, so I can spank her.
Or on top of my desk, so I can tie her up.
Or under it, and on her knees for me.
I just have to remember the one cardinal rule of my own.
No falling in love. Or else all bets are off.
Office Pet is a full length standalone novel. Jamie Knight promises to always bring you a happy ever after filled with plenty of heat. And never any cheating or cliffhangers!
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If you would like to read more books in the standalone but connected His Pet series, listed below are the book in the series!
Office Pet
Lucky Pet
Fake P
et
Secret Pet
Good Pet
Beloved Pet
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Sneak Peek of Bad Reputation
Here’s a sneak peek of the first book in the Too Bad It’s Fake series, Bad Reputation: A Fake Fiancé Romance. Enjoy!
Chapter One
Carina
I still couldn’t believe I was doing this.
But here goes nothing, I kept thinking, all during my trip out here.
I left Manhattan on a gray snowy day and arrived in L.A. where there were blue skies and ninety-degree weather. Traveling was weird that way. And deep down I was hoping that the change in weather was a good sign, like a sign that every part of the next two days would go perfectly.
High school reunions were tough. Especially when you were bullied in school as much as I was. But I had a plan to instantly boost my reputation and get back at those mean girls from high school, and I was pretty sure it was going to work.
I hoped it was going to work, anyway.
Butterflies were in my stomach as I looked out the window at LAX.
Over the years, growing up here, I had grown tired of it. I know, right? You’d think the place where they make movies and celebrities grow on trees would be interesting, but really, Los Angeles can be dull.
You get used to the nice weather and famous people are just actors. Sure, some of them have millions of dollars, but lots of people do. They’re no different than you or me.
At the end of the day, it was all about who you were surrounded by. Sure, I had a few good friends growing up, but I didn’t fit in with all the beautiful L.A. people.
So, I left, telling myself that I wanted something a little more exciting.
Going to college in Manhattan, I learned to love New York. Once I got my teaching degree, I slid right into a teaching position at a private school. For the first year, it was a blast. By the end of the second year, I started to burnout.