Page 1 of No Right To Love You
Chapter 1
Ocean
“On your knees,marionette.”I give her the command because she must obey it no matter what look she gives me. This is what she likes, and I am here to remind her of what we used to take care of each other with. A Dom never forgets what their sub loves.
“Yes, sir.” January gets on her knees in her blue dress that she wore at the fundraiser for her father’s firm.
We looked good and I made sure I came just as dressed up. But now, I didn’t care that we were here at the club with just these clothes. We flew here right away because I needed to channel my energy and she needed to remember.
“What is my role as your husband, baby?” I ask her as I lift her chin with my finger. “Tell me.”
“Your role as my husband is to love me, to protect me, make me feel good and always be there for me.” she answers but whimpers when I remove my touch from her chin. Every little touch is what January craves. My touch especially. “Sir.” she whispers, remembering where she is.
Neither of us care that we are being watched. My fancy lawyer likes for me to play with her and bring out a side that I know she misses.
“What is your role as my sub?”
“As your sub, my role is clear. I consensually agree to relinquish my control and I submit all my direction, leadership, and guidance to you, sir.”
“Do you feel empowered by surrender,marionette?” I coo as I take a couple steps behind her while she stares straight ahead.
January gasps when I slightly touch her scalp, she should know better than to do her intricate braids when we’re going to play, her scalp is very sensitive. Sensory play isn’t always our thing, it's the calm before the storm. She knows it and so do I.
Her beautiful brown skin flushes when I touch her exposed neck courtesy of her braids held up by that clip.
“Yes, sir, I do.”
“Do you enjoy giving up control to me?”
“Yes, sir. I enjoy it very much. More than you’ll ever know.”
“I’m so glad to hear that, baby.” I walk back around to kneel in front of her and sit back on my heels. January watches my hands as they rest on my thighs. “You know what surrender comes with and what it requires. What I need to be for you is connected to what you want to give me. I can’t take it from you, I can’t make you do that, you understand that right?”
Her brown eyes stare at me with shame in them but I shake my head. I don’t need her to be ashamed. It’s not that serious. This is just something we have to restart.
“Tell me what you feel?”
“I’m ashamed because I know that you can’t be what I need you to be if I don’t show you that I trust you. You’re a great husband and father but I haven’t been letting you be my Dom. I’ve closed it off. I don’t like it. I miss you.”
“Your honesty turns me the hell on, baby. You know I love it when you’re honest. Talk to me. This isn’t about anyone else but you, I’m here for you, only.” I reassure her.
“I need… no.” she shakes her head. “I crave your dominance. The way you care for me in everything. I know you do it for everything else, but I want it for this.”
“I crave your surrender,marionette. Your trust is most important to me because without that you can’t submit to me. You won’t give up being who you are when you’re in the courtroom. I love your fierceness there, how much you dominant that but when we’re here, in our house, in our dynamic, you surrender that. You become vulnerable with me because you trust that I will never take advantage of that.”
“Yes.” she moans out and I lean in, licking her lips.
She moves in pulling me in for a kiss and I let her. I kiss her without touching her knowing that she wants more of me. I pull away and smirk.
“One more thing,marionette. As your Dom, you know my role, but I will remind you. I won’t ask you. I want you to listen to me. I am here to protect, enforce, decide, lead you and guide you. But you know the most important thing about being this?”
“What’s that?”
“My responsibility; to be able to exercise control and to hold that space of trust. Your trust in me. I have never and will never lose control or your trust. Got it?”
“Yes, sir. I know you won’t. You’ve never.” She smiles up at me with the innocence she first had when we started this journey years ago. I caress her cheek with the back of my hand then I let it fall down to her neck then I wrap my hand around her throat like she likes.
“Let’s get started then,marionette. Let’s be us again.”
