by Jan Bowles
Zane felt the semen pulse explosively down his cock and burst inside her virgin ass with two orgasmic jerks. The feeling of love and happiness he felt at that precise moment was life changing. He’d never experienced feeling so at one with a woman before. Craving her nearness, he couldn’t resist holding her close. He tenderly kissed her naked back as he lay on top of her, savoring the moment. Zane knew without doubt there could never be anyone but Emma. She was his soul mate, his reason for living.
* * * *
One hour later
Happiness and contentment pervaded every part of Emma’s body and mind as she lay nestled against Zane’s muscular shoulder. She sighed, and smoothed her hand over his warm flesh. Sir loved her. This sexy man actually loved her. How wonderful is that?
Zane lifted her hand to his lips and kissed her fingers slowly, one by one. His deep blue eyes sparkled as their gaze connected. “Hello, sleepyhead.”
Emma snuggled into his embrace. “Was I asleep?”
“For about an hour.”
“Mmm, I feel glorious, Zane. Whenever you turn all dominant on me, I feel so…” She playfully slapped his arm. “Oh, you know how I feel.”
He laughed. “Course I know. It’s the endorphins released in your brain, baby.”
“Maybe, but I feel even more on cloud nine now I know you love me.”
Zane squeezed her hand, and then reached over to his bedside cabinet. He pulled open a drawer and removed a small, red velvet box.
He kissed her lips. “I want you to have this. It was meant to be your Christmas present, but I love you so much, I’m giving it to you now.” He smiled into her eyes as he handed her the small delicate package.
Trying to contain her excitement, Emma pulled herself into a more upright position, propping two pillows behind her head for comfort. Wide-eyed, she asked, “What is it, Zane?”
“You won’t know unless you open it.” He playfully touched her nose. “Go ahead. You deserve it.”
Like a small child celebrating her birthday, she lifted the lid on the elegant box. Taking a sharp intake of breath, she feverishly examined the sparkling contents. Sitting shoulder-high, supported by luxurious red velvet was the biggest, most beautiful diamond ring Emma had ever seen. She knew her eyes were wide with surprise as she turned to Zane.
Her mouth opened and closed, but no words came out. A teardrop slid from the corner of her eye, swiftly followed by another, then another. “Oh, Sir, it’s beautiful.”
Zane carefully lifted the sparkling diamond cluster from its mounting. It was made up of a huge white diamond surrounded by ten smaller stones. “Give me your hand, baby.”
Holding her breath, and barely able to contain her happiness, she did as he asked. “Look at me,” he seductively hissed as he slowly began to slip the ring onto her finger. “This ring is a token of my love for you. It is a symbol of my commitment. I want to marry you, Emma. Please say yes.”
Completely stunned, she could only stare into his wonderful blue eyes. “Oh, Zane, my darling. I love you so much. Of course I’ll marry you. You’ve made me the happiest girl alive.”
They kissed, a wonderful kiss that sealed their love for eternity. “You honor me with your acceptance, baby. You’re mine, and I promise I will love you, always and forever.”
Epilogue
New Year’s Eve: Club Submission, Masquerade Ball: 11:57 p.m.
“Good people, it’s almost midnight, so grab your partner, and let’s see in the New Year together.” Master Matthew’s voice boomed over the mic. He stood center stage, dressed as a Roman centurion. The evening had been a great success. The whole place was full to overflowing with partygoers wearing various costumes from history. The plea to support Club Submission against the powers that wanted to close it down had filtered through the BDSM community. All the regulars and several new members were present tonight.
The police had finally arrested a man who lived in the apartment directly across the hallway from Chloe Watts. Steve Forester, the thirty-five-year-old blue-collar worker, had apparently seemed perfectly innocuous to everyone who knew him. Single and living alone, he’d slipped under the radar. Fortunately, criminals were no match for modern technology. His DNA in the form of semen had been found in Chloe’s body. Provisional reports suggested that he’d demanded sex from Chloe, but she’d refused. Quite how a man could go from that scenario, to strangling an innocent woman, was beyond Emma’s understanding.
Club Submission had never been connected with the murder of her best friend after all.
Emma toyed with the engagement ring on her finger, enjoying the feeling it gave her. As she looked at the sparkling cluster of gems, she felt a tinge of sadness. Her best friend was dead. She said a silent prayer for Chloe, praying that wherever she was, she’d found peace. In small ways and big ways, Chloe had touched all their lives. She’d made a difference that had affected every single member of the club. She was sure no one here would ever forget her.
Emma eagerly looked for Zane. At six-foot-three, she saw him standing tall in the crowd, talking to a club member dressed as the Mongol warlord Genghis Khan. By the tattoos decorating his forearms, she guessed the man was Master Hunter. She smiled. The devil outfit really suited Zane. It depicted his personality just about right. A feeling of utter contentment flooded her system when he waved to her, and began making his way back to their table. He was her whole life now. Nothing else mattered.
Dressed as Cleopatra, Emma stood, and reached for him as the countdown began.
“Five.”
Zane squeezed her hand before lifting it to his lips.
“Four.”
Emma smiled up into his face. They had the New Year to embrace. It was a new start, and a new beginning.
“Three.”
The whole place vibrated, as people began clapping and stamping their feet.
“Two.”
Zane pulled her into his arms.
“One.”
Club Submission erupted into a crescendo of noise.
“Happy New Year!”
Zane removed his mask and kissed her long and hard as balloons and sparkling ticker tape began falling from the ceiling. “Happy New Year, baby.”
Emma’s heart swelled at the look of love reflected in his brilliant blue eyes. He was the best thing to have ever happened to her. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he spun her around, then whispered in his ear, “Happy New Year, Sir. I love you so, so much.”
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
At present, Jan Bowles lives in the East of England, UK.
Jan has lived in various parts of the UK and Europe. When she was much younger, she lived in Los Angeles. She traveled by car across the entire length of Route 66 to Chicago. It was an experience she has never forgotten.
A hobby Jan has enjoyed for many years is painting large landscapes and sweeping vistas. You can see many of her paintings on her website—www.janbowles.com.
Jan writes romantic stories, bringing passion to the pages with an emotional twist but always with a happy ending!
In 2011 she received a CAPA nomination for Best Contemporary Romance, for her book, Bought for the Billionaire’s Bed, from The Romance Studio.
In 2010 Jan Bowles received two nominations from the romance industry. In Debt to the Dom received a nomination for Best BDSM Book 2010, from Love Romances Cafe, and she also received a CAPA nomination for Favorite Erotic Author 2010 from The Romance Studio.
Also by Jan Bowles
Everlasting Classic: All-American Heroes:
Snowed in with the Montana Ranger
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