To Have And To Hold Page 3

  Chapter Three

  “This place is even more beautiful than it was a week ago when Patricia and I brought the groceries here.” The cabin stole her breath as she glanced around the blond wood interior, taking in the vaulted ceiling with its skylights. The room was comfortable and homey looking with the fireplace and taupe leather furniture.

  “It is something. This cabin is nothing like the big eight room family house we rented when I was younger.” Will said from behind her as he carried in their suitcases. “Point me in the direction of the bedroom and I’ll put these down.”

  “It’s the door to the right. The other door goes to the kitchen and dining room,” she explained.

  Will headed into the room with their luggage and Kelli used the moment to escape onto the back porch. Stepping into the balmy night air, she walked over to the railing and gripped it. She couldn’t believe she was here with Will Robertson. Tall, broad shouldered, tanned Will with the sexiest hazel eyes she’d ever seen. Kind, sweet, and intense Will from school. He had always kept to himself in college, never giving into reckless behavior like the rest of the guys on the baseball team, Brett included.

  She had promised to allow him to do things to her body that she probably couldn’t even name. Would he want her nude now? Bow to him and call him Master? Turning around, she stared into the cabin through the glass door and wondered what secrets the place would be able to tell once they left in a few days. Her hands began to shake and, shifting back around, she gazed out at the woods and the Great Smokey Mountain view. It had turned to dusk during their drive west, up Interstate 40 from Asheville, and now she could see the twinkling of cabin and house lights off in the distance. The town of Gatlinburg was close enough to get to by car, but far enough away to render couples privacy. She knew other cabins were hidden among the trees like theirs. For a moment she pondered how many other women had come to this place to renew and find themselves.

  Do I really want to go through with this? Her heart questioned.

  At that moment, she felt Will step up behind her and slide his arms around her waist. His embrace was strong and his body warm. She felt secure and protected, a feeling Brett had never given her. Yes, she wanted to do this. When this trip was over she and Will would go their separate ways, but she would have memories to last her for a lifetime.

  For once in her life she didn’t want to live vicariously through Patricia and Carl’s passionate sex life. No, she wanted to experience one of her own.

  “Neither of us ate at the restaurant. How about I start dinner while you get out of this get-up?” He placed a light kiss on her cheek.

  “Are you sure?” Wasn’t I supposed to be serving him? She looked over her shoulder at him, seeing if it was some kind of test. But he just smiled at her.

  “Positive.” Squeezing her waist he turned her around to face him. “I can cook if that’s what you’re worried about. I’ve made it a practice of surviving on my own for years now.”

  Smiling, she said, “Good. Then I’ll go shower and change and be right out to help you.”

  Before she could step away, he pulled her back against his body and gave her a kiss that caused her thighs to quiver. Moving away from her, he gave her a slight push toward the door.

  “Take your time.”

  With lips tingling and legs shaking, Kelli gripped her dress and headed toward the room. Reaching the bedroom, she pushed the door closed and leaned against it. Placing a hand on her trembling stomach, she wondered how she’d gone through four years of college and not really noticed Will Robertson. Sexy...panty wetting Will Robertson? That was for sure. She didn’t have to check her underwear to confirm that fact; she could feel the swollen lips of her sex pressing against the drenched fabric. That was another first. Sex with Brett never got her wet like this. Never this soon. Usually he was in such a rush, because he was horny after sports, too drunk to get her excited or needing to study for law school and due to that fact it was halfway through their lovemaking session before her body lubricated its self. Which meant she spent the first few minutes in pain.

  She didn’t think that was going to be an issue with Will. Stepping away from the door she moved to her suitcase in search of some comfortable clothes. Glancing over at Will’s bag, she was tempted to open it and see what he’d packed for their sexual adventure, but decided that most likely snooping into the master’s bag of tricks was a big no-no for a sexual submissive.

  ****

  “Oh my God, this feels good.” Kelli purred as she sank into the hot tub on the back porch. Her eyes closed when she was chin deep in the water.

  “I thought you might like it. You’ve had a rough day.” Reaching down, he grabbed her feet and placed them into his lap. He felt her slight flinch, but she yielded to him. Skittish wasn’t the word for Kelli. She went from smiling to a bundle of nerves within seconds. Lifting one foot, he pulled it out of the water and massaged it. “You needed to relax, Kelli.”

  She settled back against the side and sighed.

  The night insects and animals serenaded them as they sat in silence for a moment. He alternated treating one foot after the other. Will watched her through the night as they had eaten dinner and talked about his job with the mayor and her old interior design work. He could tell by the way she spoke and the light in her eyes that she had enjoyed her work a lot. Brett had been so many kinds of fool, Will had lost count. If his old teammate had really loved this woman, he would have never asked her to give up what she’d worked hard in achieving.

  When she came out of the room, he had been glad to see she’d taken the time to wash the poodle out of her hair and flatten it. Now, her hair was fashioned in normal Kelli style with her straight, dark brown hair with honey-blond highlights hanging in layers around her face ending below her shoulders.

  Pressing his thumb in a circular motion in the arch of her foot, he commanded, “Sit up and take off your top.” He wanted to see her and begin to learn every shape and curve of her body.

  At first she didn’t move, she lay in the water still, and he thought Kelli would pretend not to hear him. But slowly she opened her eyes, looking at him with irises darker than light brown now. Rising out of the water until its small waves lapped below her breast, she reached behind her and unclasped the hook of the peach colored bikini top that looked good against her sienna brown skin. Her arms slid from the straps. Keeping her gaze locked on his, she peeled the wet material away from her body. She sat still and poised, revealing the cinnamon brown tinted areoles that complimented the skin tone of her breast to his gaze.

  Beautiful was the word that came to mind as he admired one of the sights he’d dreamed about over the years. He took note of how her nipples responded to the soft breeze in the air, they beaded up perfectly like two delectable treats.

  He began a conversation as if it were perfectly normal for her to be around him with her bosom bare. By the time they left the cabin it would.

  “So, tell me, Kelli, do you normally orgasm during intercourse or only by oral stimulation?”

  It was quite the sight to see the blush move from her breast, up her neck and into her cheeks. Whoever thought black women didn’t blush evidently had never met conservative Kelli Delaney.

  Will grinned at the colorful display. He would miss her blushes when they stopped appearing.

  She cleared her throat. “Umm, during...I...umm...think. Yes, during.” She finished with an attempt to sound more confident.

  “You don’t know what sexual act has given you an orgasm in the past?” he questioned, raising an eyebrow at her, letting her know he wasn’t convinced. “If you’ve never had one there’s nothing to be ashamed of. Amazingly there happens to be a narrow percentage of women who achieve orgasm before they’re in their late twenties and an even smaller number who can have one during sex.”

  Kelli guffawed, trying to sound outraged. “Of course I do. I’ve only come during...at the end to be exact.” Tossing her hair over her shoulder, she said, “I guess I�
��m just one of those women who likes to hold onto hers until the end.”

  Liar. Will had no doubt that she was lying about her orgasms. All of her mannerisms and pretentious words just clarified that fact stronger the longer she spoke.

  “What about by masturbation?” His voice was calm and steady, not giving anything away.

  “Brett never masturbated in front of me, so I don’t know if the sight of his act would have caused me to orgasm.” She continued her nervous chatter as she waved her arms around in the water. “Probably not, because women usually aren’t prone to visual stimulation like men.”

  “Is that it?” He hoped he was wrong about his impression of her sexual experience, because that made Brett even more of a jackass. Will knew from personal experience of his fellow teammate’s freakiness. A few times in college he and the rest of the baseball team had shared some of the party girls on campus. Brett had always claimed he kept Kelli on a pedestal as the perfect wife. Evidently the dais was so high even Brett couldn’t reach it to properly love her.

  His gaze drifted down to her ripe full breast. The way she deserved to be loved, thoroughly and often.

  He had a plan for tonight. He was going to take his time with Kelli. Tonight he would make love to Kelli and show her the sensual side of herself.

  “Thanks for the info on Brett, but I was talking about you.” Lifting one eyebrow he let her know he wasn’t fooled by all of her babbling.

  “Oh.” Biting her bottom lip, she gave him a direct look and said, “Then to answer your question...I’ve never masturbated.”

  The air became charged with the desire rising between them. He wondered if she was as aroused as him. Releasing her feet, he instructed her, “Go get ready for bed, Kelli.”

  Without question, he watched her rise out of the water looking slick, graceful, and stunning. If Aphrodite were looking down from the sky, she would have been jealous. The view of Kelli’s bikini bottoms conforming to the shape of her full ass was enough to make his hands itch to touch her.

  “When you put the towel on, don’t cover your breasts.”

  Nodding, she climbed out of the hot tub and grabbed one of two white fluffy towels on the wooden chairs. She quickly dried the top of her body, then wrapped the towel around her waist and paused so he could see that she had obeyed.

  Her decision to trust him warmed his heart in a way he was speechless to explain. Beckoning her over with a single finger, he watched the subtle swing of her hips accentuated by the white towel. When she reached him, he leaned out of the tub, cupped one breast, and then captured the cinnamon brown peak in his mouth. He wanted to groan as her erect nipple stabbed against his tongue. For a moment he drew on it until he felt her body begin to tremble. Allowing it to pop out of his mouth, he caressed it with his thumb, then let go of her supple skin and told her, “You’re now dismissed.”

  “Thank you,” she whispered and left the porch.

  Slipping back down into the water, he looked out into the night. The cabin was secluded and on a hill, allowing them privacy and an awesome view of the area. He looked forward to all of the things they would be able to do here without the curious eyes of others.

  Taking a deep breath, he decided to wait a few minutes before following Kelli in. Rock hard, he needed time to get himself under control. Soon he would find himself gloved inside of her wet heat and he had no plans of rushing the night in response to the demands of his impatient cock.

  During the ride up they had discussed protection and he’d learned that Kelli was on the Pill. He’d also discovered that she and Brett had not had sex in the last year leading up to the wedding, because supposedly the groom was under a lot of stress from law school. Kelli suspected that he’d been sleeping with someone else and, even though he denied it, she’d insisted they get blood tests before applying for their marriage license. Will had reassured her that he’d been tested a few months ago during a blood drive the mayor was sponsoring and he’d been celibate a while before and since. That bit of knowledge had placed both their minds at ease for the coming days.

  After several minutes he pulled his body out of the water and dried off briskly, pulled his trunks off, and wrapped the towel around his hips. He deposited both his trunks and her top on the back of one of the wooden chairs to dry. Walking into the living room, he shut off most of the lights on his way to the bedroom. The door to the master suite and only sleeping area in the cabin was open. That made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up seeing Kelli hadn’t closed it for added privacy. She was getting comfortable with him.

  Stepping into the room, he saw the only lights shining were the one nightstand lamp and the bathroom light that illuminated her body in a seductive pose in the archway leading to the bathroom.

  The sight of her stopped him in his tracks like someone had cemented his feet to the floor. “Take it off or I’ll rip it off,” he barked.

  ****

  Kelli couldn’t believe the anger in his words. Was this the same sweet, gentle Will who’d cooked her dinner and massaged her feet just moments ago? “What’s wrong with it? You don’t like it?” She could hear the nervousness in her own voice.

  He hadn’t moved from the doorway as he pierced her with his intense hazel eyes. “Kelli, there’s no way I’m going to make love to you in a nightgown you purchased for your wedding night with another man.” His words growled across the room.

  Shit! He had a point. She’d never considered he would react in that way to the outfit. She’d just thought it was pretty and wanted to show him this night was special to her. Raising her arms to loosen the satin halter ties from behind her neck, she allowed the bodice to fall and gather at her hips.

  Pointing toward her suitcase, he said, “If you’ve any other lingerie with you that you bought for this weekend don’t wear it.”

  She saw the tension lines around his mouth and could tell that he was hurt and upset. “I’m sorry, Will. It wasn’t my intention to offend you.” She pushed the gown down her legs and stood before him naked and shaking. Sticking her chin out, she feigned bravado. Before this weekend was out, there wouldn’t be a place on her body Will wouldn’t see, she might as well begin now and brazen it out. “What would you like me to wear instead?”

  His gaze heated her flesh as it traveled the length of her body, pausing for a moment at the triangular cut hair covering her sex. Her pussy pulsed in response to his stare. Then Will’s eyes continued to her feet still surrounded by the pool of satin on the floor.

  “I want you just as you are.” His voice was now husky, rich and intoxicating like a select blend of cognac. Returning to her face, he continued, “From now on, when I tell you to get ready for bed, you will come into the room, disrobe, kneel in the center of the bed with your hands clasped behind your back and your knees spread apart.”

  Not waiting for him to ask her if she understood she showed him she did. Stepping over the gown, she moved swiftly to the bed and assumed his requested position.

  He advanced toward the bed and she noticed the rise and fall of his chest. As he stood with his shins pressed against the side of the bed, she could see his eyes darken with lust as the green took over the amber in his hazel eyes.

  “Wider,” he commanded.

  She complied. Pressing her knees out along the comforter, she could feel the air caressing her wet pussy. Will hadn’t even touched her and she was more aroused now than she ever recalled being with Brett their whole relationship.

  “Good girl,” he complimented her actions as he strolled around the bed observing her position. He walked over to his suitcase and unzipped the outside top pocket.

  For a moment her heart began to accelerate wondering what he would pull from his bag. Is this my initiation moment? Will he spank me now?

  She noticed her clit began to throb at her own thoughts. Before she had time to analyze her response, Will turned around with a long gold chain in his hand. Approaching her, he wrapped it around her waist and fastened it. Twisting it to get i
t how he wanted it. She could feel the light weight of the chain as it hung low on her hips.

  Circling around to the back side of her, he said, “Lift your hands.”

  When she raised them, he adjusted the waist chain, until she felt the extra links fall along the crease of her ass. Then she had to bite down on the inside of her lip so as not to move as Will’s finger caressed the length, following it down. Both of his hands palmed her bottom briefly.

  Once he was in front of her again, he placed his hands on her waist. “Lower your arms, and look at it, Kelli.”

  Replacing her hands behind her again, she looked down and saw his strong hands clasping her and the roped chain with a small heart that dangled against the top of her pussy. Gazing down, she gasped at seeing the heart so close to her sex; it was the most erotic view she’d ever observed.

  “You will wear this while we are together, Kelli. It will signify that you’re mine and you willingly submit to me.”

  Glancing at his face, she said, “I won’t take it off. I trust you.”

  “Excellent. From here on out, I want you always to respond by saying, ‘Yes, Will.’” He stared at her waiting.

  It’s begun. “Yes, Will.”

  He climbed on the bed with her, kneeling in front of her. At first he didn’t touch her any further than his hands where he’d placed them on her waist and just gazed into her eyes, causing her heart to thump with anticipation. Then he pulled her body flush against his and began to kiss her. She gave into it fully, proving she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

  Opening her mouth to him, she felt the silky glide of his tongue as it caressed hers. As the kiss continued, she gripped her fingers together to keep herself from wrapping her arms around his shoulder and pulling him closer to her. The tips of her breasts tingled as her erect nipples brushed the well defined muscles of his chest.

  On and on, their mouths took and received from each other. One of Will’s hands palmed one of her ass cheeks and squeezed as his other hand ventured lower. It moved along the outside of her thigh then back up the inside. He paused when his fingers glided across the wetness coating her thighs evidence of how he was making her feel.