Page 22 of Healing Hazel
“And once you’ve made that choice, I can promise we can begin practicing until the day you are ready to take full ownership of that submissive and soar.”
It might have been those words or perhaps the touch of his lips on mine that sent those flames soaring as if he’d poured gasoline on the fire. We’d kissed a thousand times, but not like this. As wonderful as each one of those had been, they couldn’t compare to what this was…
A blanket of warmth to shut out the cold I’d been living in.
An offer of safety from the fear that had held me prisoner.
An assurance of being caught every single time I stumbled.
A pledge to not only make lovetome, butwithme.
A vow to not just hear but to listen to words spoken as well as those left unsaid.
This was a promise of a future that I wanted, that I craved with every cell of my being.
When his tongue slid along my bottom lip as if reluctant to let me go, my lips curled into a smile as I made the choice he’d given me.
“I choose you, Master Nigel.”
His eyes closed and I felt his breath hitch as he whispered, “Thank god,” before his lips took possession of mine.
We were lying in a tangle of clothes, pillows, and cushions when a sound that was foreign among the moans, groans, cries, laughs, and whispers that had filled the room for the last hour had both of our heads popping up like prairie dogs and turning toward it.
“Glad to see you’ve worked it out,” Wes Lake said from where he stood in the doorway of the room.
While I squeaked and reached for a cushion to cover my nakedness, Nigel just chuckled and ran his hand through hair that had become a trifle bit mussed from my fingers pulling on it when he’d buried his face between my legs.
“Working on it, now close the door behind you if you please.”
“Sure thing. Mira just wanted me to extend an invitation to join us for lunch.”
The very fact that he could stand there as unconcerned as if he’d interrupted some boring budget meetings spoke of his expertise as a doctor and as a Dominant, and one reason why he was also a friend.
“I’ve just eaten,” Nigel said, smacking his lips.
“Nigel!” I said, slapping at his chest. “Oh my god, I can’t believe you just said that!”
“Why? It’s the truth, though I’m up for going back for seconds if you are? Oh, and it’sMasterto you, babygirl.”
I’d say just kill me now but then I wouldn’t be able to share that dessert course with him so instead, I said, “Thank you, Dr. Lake, but it appears our schedule is currently full for lunch. But, if that invitation extends to dinner?”
“It does, just buzz when you come up for air.”
With that I heard a click that would have stopped the intrusion before Wes pulled the door closed.
“Next time maybe you should take a page from Wes’ book and lock the door,” I said.
“If I had, we’d be on our own for dinner,” Nigel said, easily tossing the cushion I’d used as a blanket halfway across the room. “Now, be my good little patient and open wide.”
I laughed and ran my hands up his body, my fingers skimming over his abdominal muscles and the broad planes of his chest, coming to cup his face, his beard so soft against my palms. “Shouldn’t you follow that with ‘and say ahhh,’ Dr. Berringer?”
A zillion goosebumps broke over my skin as he slowly grinned, a dimple appearing in his cheek as one dark brow lifted. “Well, I suppose it was awful selfish of me to enjoy a taste of you without reciprocating with a taste of me.” He took my hands in his and bent to plant them over my head as he moved up to straddle my body until his cock bobbed above my mouth. “Open wide and say ahhh,” he instructed as he kept one hand trapping both of mine as his other fisted his cock to guide it to my lips.
I had my lips parting before his expression changed from humor to complete seriousness. “And, Zellie, if you need to stop for any reason whatsoever, simply squeeze my hand or tap me anywhere on my body. For any reason at all. Is that absolutely clear?”
My heart clutched but only because it was finally beginning to truly break the chains that I’d wrapped so tightly around it. I felt him release my hands only to then entwine his fingers with those of one of my hands while leaving my other hand completely free. He wasn’t just giving me words, he was giving me the freedom to use whatever I needed to feel safe, tobesafe.
“Yes, Master, crystal clear,” I said and then licked my lips, causing his cock to jerk in his hold and my lips to curl before I opened my mouth wide and said, “Ahhhh.”
