“I’m not going anywhere.” She ran her hands over his back.
“No. You’re not.” He pulled away, resting on his hands. “Marry me?”
Bella turned, staring in his eyes. Was he joking? “What?”
“Marry me, Bella. There’s no one else I want. I’m in love with you, and I don’t want to waste another moment with you. Please, marry me.”
What could she say? Out of all of her friends she never expected to be the one to be offered marriage first. “Yes.”
“Really?”
“Yes, I’ll marry you.”
He wrapped his arms around her, turning them so she lay over him. Jake pushed some hair off her face, smiling up at her. “You’re going to be my wife?”
“Yes, I guess I am.”
She frowned, shaking her hand. Pressing a hand to her face, she tried to hide away. “Sorry, I don’t know why I’m embarrassed.”
“You can be embarrassed all you want. I’ve got my cock inside you and you’ve agreed to be my wife.” He pulled her in close to kiss her lips. “You’re so beautiful.”
“Are you going to show me your playroom?” she asked, knowing it was the only thing between them. She was curious about his playroom. Since they’d been together he never entered the room.
“You want to see my room?”
“Yes.”
“I’m not going to lie to you. There have been other women there and I’m going to get rid of everything and buy new,” he said.
“Why?”
“You, baby, deserve new. You’re going to be my wife and there’s no need for me to keep the old stuff.”
Touched by his words, she rubbed her nose against his. He eased her off his shaft, and she stared while he removed the condom from his length.
“You’re turning into a voyeur,” he said.
“It’s all your fault.”
Once he cleaned his cock, he took her hand leading her down the hall to the spare room. “I only ever brought women here to train. Yes, I’ve fucked women but none of them meant anything to me the way you do.”
He opened the door and flicked the switch. The windows were covered in several black blinds, hiding the night and day out. The walls were covered with paddles, floggers and canes. There were a variety of sex toys from clamps to dildos. In the center of the room was a spanking bench. Several hooks were in the ceiling with cuffs hanging down.
“This is a smaller version of some of the clubs.”
A metal cage sat in the opposite corner along with a cross.
“You’re not running away scared,” he said, wrapping an arm around her waist.
“I was a virgin but that didn’t mean I wasn’t knowledgeable about such things. I watched a lot of porn and read plenty.”
Jake kissed her neck. “I don’t want you touching any of this. I’ll buy fresh for you. If this is what you want to explore?”
“Yes.” An idea struck her, turning in his arms, she stared into his eyes. “I’ve got a spare bedroom in my place with its own lock. You can redo your playroom there and teach me how to be your submissive.”
“Baby, hold on. When we first met you didn’t think you were submissive.”
“I was denying it, Jake. This turns me on. I can submit to you and I want to.” She pointed at the bench then at the cross. “I want to show you how much I trust you. Tell me you want that to.”
He cupped her cheek, smiling down at her. “Baby, you’re something else entirely.”
Jake kissed her lips, and she felt whole in his arms.
Chapter Six
Four weeks later Jake put the finishing touches to the playroom inside Bella’s home. Stepping back he stared at the piece of art he created. The new equipment had cost a decent sum of money, which he didn’t mind. Each new piece was like another step toward his future. The week after he proposed, Jake put a diamond ring on Bella’s finger and then they told her parents.
Sabrina, Daisy, and Maya were all planning the celebrations. He’d been surprised to learn his woman would have settled for a church in Vegas. Chuckling at her impatience, he put her over his knee that night for her to know not to rush such things.
His old playroom was empty of all of his toys and they’d been given to Ryan to use at the club. Everything was sterilized and put to use. In the last few weeks he’d taken Bella in hand and started to train her. Thinking about her progress, Jake smiled. She knew how to present herself and had started referring to him as sir. During the day he visited her at the library, proud of her newfound confidence. Bella no longer stayed bound to stacking books but also took time to tell stories to the children.
Many times he found himself watching her as she read stories. She’d also arranged a book club within the library where once a week people picked a book, read it, and then talked about the plot. He read the book so he got the chance to join in. At the club, he denied the women who begged for him to take them. The only woman he had eyes for was Bella.
The only problem he saw was his parents. They kept calling, demanding he come and see them. He missed dinner and he wasn’t taking any of their calls. Chris’s family was happy for him on his upcoming nuptials. He doubted his own family would be.
Kyle and Sabrina had embraced him like a son and he found himself being called by one of them at least once a week. They cared about him like Chris’s family did, whereas his own did not.
“Wow, this looks amazing, Sir,” Bella said, coming to stand beside him. She’d been baking in the kitchen while he put the finishing touches to their playroom.
The penthouse apartment in the center of town was rarely used.
“Hey, baby.” He settled her in front of him. Jake rubbed his cock against her ass. She squirmed but rested in his touch.
“You look sad again. What’s the matter?” She looked up at him, smiling.
“My parents keep phoning. They’re not going to let me live my life in peace.”
He cupped the breast, thumbing the nipple until the bud was hard. Securing the clamp on her flesh, he watched her scream. She jerked in the restraints, gasping.
“Where are you?” he asked, wanting to know she was there every step of the way.
“Green.”
Jake placed the other clamp on her free nipple. She screamed and her legs crossed. He watched her rub her legs together, trying to get some friction against her clit.
“Please, I can’t take anymore.”