To Own You
Title: To Own You
Series: Trust Me
Author: Jaye Peaches
Married to Jason Lucas, Gemma is handling how to be the wife of a millionaire. In a moment of foolishness, she makes an error of judgement; an act she regrets and she must face the consequences that tumble on afterwards.
Jason married for love, but will he be able to give his wife the romance she desires? His passion to be her Dominant remains strong but can he find a way to meld romance and dominance? After an event leaves him worried for Gemma’s safety, he has the idea to take her to New York City. He asks her to submit to a week of escapism involving domination and submission, bondage and kinky sex. Will she agree to trust him and will she survive his style of domination for the duration?
Most importantly – will their love survive the retribution that awaits them upon their return?
Both characters are sexy and know what they want. Neither are novices. One takes control and the other yields. In the bedroom, there are the erotic scenes of BDSM, discipline and romance. The dynamic can be intoxicating—and dangerous.
Jason returned, carrying what he needed. Seeing his wife kneeling, eyes closed and patiently waiting, he paused to admire her demureness. The pose was like a beacon—she was mindful of his intentions, his expectations. His thumping heartbeats reminded him of her trust in him—she could have refused to submit and gone to bed. However, that wasn’t the case, she’d prepared herself for him, and for that he was grateful.
“Stand up,” he commanded.
She rose as gracefully as possible and lifting her head, she focused on the scissors in his hand.
“I suspect,” he said quietly, but with pronounced articulation, “that this is a ridiculously expensive dress. I don’t want you to wear it again. I want to keep a memory of it; a memory of tonight.” The way she looked, everything was a snapshot in time, one of many he hoped to create, but this one needed a conclusion, something befitting the occasion—he chose to strip the glamour away.
He gently pushed her backwards onto a table, letting her rest her shoulders on the surface. With slow precision, he began to cut the dress away, starting with the bottom hem, aiming the blades for her cleavage, carefully.
“Keep still I don’t want to cut you,” he whispered when she shivered.
If Gemma was anxious—she didn’t like blades—her trust in him remained solid. She tempered her breathing so that her breasts rose and fell in a shallow pattern, aiding the passage of the scissors. Slowly the fabric split apart to reveal her skimpy underwear and strapless bra.
Jason then snipped through the shoulder straps just above each breast. Once he had completed his dissection, he threw the scissors away to one side, took the two dress halves and peeled them away from her shoulders and arms. Standing back he drank in the splendour of his Gemma’s salacious body.
But only briefly. He ached to be inside her and the urgency was nearly unbearable. He grasped her wrists, pinned them to either side of her head and bent so he could look upon her wide eyes and flushed face, the rise of pink about her cheeks and neck. If things got too much for her, she would show him in her eyes and he would stop—it would be difficult, but he knew he could if he had to.
“Beautiful,” he murmured. “I have to admit to being a little jealous this afternoon. All those men coveting you with their eyes. Most displeasing for me. So I’m going to fuck you here, in this marquee, where all those licentious men roved their eyes over you. Because you are mine.”
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