It’s strange to be able to “lose” someone in my house. And it is my house now. That’s still a little hard for me to believe, even though I’ve been living here for a while, with William. I just never expected this kind of life for myself.
But, happily, even though I’m his pet, my life is still mine, too. I’m flourishing in my own right. Thanks in large part to his help.
“Boss?” I call, hanging up my coat and walking down the hall.
I had been out running a quick errand early this morning so that William and I could enjoy the rest of our Saturday together. It had been a while since both of us had actually just relaxed on a weekend day.
As I get further inside, I begin to hear soft music playing. Curious, I follow the sound. Whatever it is, it’s beautiful, a solo piano playing a delicate, lilting melody, and it draws me down the hall to our bedroom.
“William?” I call as I open the door.
The sight inside steals my breath. William sits casually at the end of our bed. The light in the room is dimmed by blinds, but replaced by soft and flickering candles, and an explosion of rose petals are scattered all over the bed and the floor.
“What’s all this?” I ask softly, a smile creeping over my face.
He rises to his feet, and for a moment, the rest of the romantic scene he’s set falls away. All I can see is him. He closes the distance between us and grips my chin in his hand.
“Jocelyn, my sweet, beloved pet,” he brushes a lock of my hair out of my face, and the worshipful gaze he’s eyeing me with steals my breath, “There are a thousand things I want to say, but I don’t want to mince words, so I’m going to keep this simple.”
He reaches into his pocket, and even though a part of me knows exactly what’s coming, my heart skips a beat. When he drops down to one knee and opens the little velvet box, I see the large, glittering diamond and tears spring to my eyes.
“I love you, Jocelyn, and I want you to be mine. Forever. Will you be my wife?”
I blink back the tears and nod.
“Yes,” I choke out, “Yes, sir.”
It coaxes a laugh out of him, and he rises to both feet and slides the ring onto my finger, then bends to claim my mouth with his own.
My arms coil around his neck. My husband-to-be. I can’t believe it. And I’ve never been happier.
His tongue parts the seam of my lips and I let out a soft moan. I feel his erection pressed against me and heat blooms between my thighs. He reaches behind me and unzips my dress, then tugs the sleeves down my arms and lets the whole thing fall in a heap on the floor. I’m not wearing a bra and my breasts spill free into his waiting hands.
He lays me down on the bed and I tremble in anticipation, not sure what sort of naughty games my fiancé will want to play to celebrate our new engagement. But to my surprise, his hands and his lips are gentle as they work their way down my body.
His fingers dip under the waistband of my panties and whisk them down, flinging them aside before parting my thighs. He inhales deeply and I feel a flush of embarrassment spread over my skin.
His tongue runs along the length of my slit and I gasp.
“How does that feel, Pet?”
“S-so good, Master,” I whimper.
It’s new and different, this soft, tender lovemaking, and I’m pleased to find that I like it just as well as the rough and wild fucking we normally do.
“Guide me,” he directs, “tell me what you want me to do to you.”
I’m surprised by the instruction. It’s a switch, me giving the orders for a change, but I feel a little thrill at the idea.
“Suck on it,” I blurt out before I can stop myself, “Suck on my clit.”
He obeys, pursing his lips around the sensitive little bud and sucking, sending stars shooting across my vision.
“Oh, yes, yes, thank you, Master!” I shriek, “Just like that, keep going, please.”
William plunges a finger into my pussy while he sucks on my clit, and the added sensation is almost more than I can stand, the pleasure climbing so fast it’s dizzying. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, please, please make me cum!”
My moans and pleas turn into incoherent babble as the orgasm rips through me and my juices spill into William’s eager, waiting mouth.
Before I can even finish coming to, he’s repositioned himself and tugged his cock out through his zipper. I start to sit up, even as my body is still shaking and rippling with aftershocks, but he gently pushes me back down.