“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.”
“They’re your family.”
“Bella, baby, they don’t give a fuck about me.” He breathed in her scent, relaxing at the smell. She calmed his nerves in ways years of therapy didn’t.
“I won’t say anything more about them. Once you meet with them, you can stop worrying about it.”
He groaned. “I don’t want to talk about it anymore.” Pushing her through the door, he closed and locked it, pocketing the key.
She gasped. When he turned around her eyes were wide as she looked at him. “Present to me.”
Bella fell to her knees, bowing her head and spreading her knees wide. She sat back thrusting her tits up. The jeans and shirt did nothing to hide her body from him.
Admiring the position she took, he stroked her cheek. “Perfect, pet. How do you like your playroom?”
She kept her head bowed. “What I saw of it, I think it’s perfect, Sir.”
His name coming from her lips went straight to his cock. Tilting her head back with a finger underneath her chin, he stared into her eyes. She didn’t fight him. “Get to your feet and have a look around.” Taking a step away from her, he leaned against the far wall watching her.
The collection was a small one as he didn’t need to practice with everything for the club. Ryan had been more than accommodating, offering them both support during their new relationship. Neither of them needed additional support but if he thought they did, he’d go to Ryan. Jesse had blossomed underneath his care and Jake hoped for Bella to do the same.
He saw her attention kept going to the spanking bench. She stroked the leather then walked away to touch the toys. When she got to the cuffs in the ceiling, he moved away from the wall.
“Are you ready to try this out?” he asked, showing her one of the velvet lined cuffs.
“Yes.”
Securing one wrist in the cuff he then secured the other. He went to the wheel at the side and turned it to pull her hands above her head. Jake made sure her legs were still secure on the ground but with her arms out of reach. Bella was open and vulnerable to him.
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He walked around her, running a hand across her body.
When he stood in front of her, he started to unbutton her shirt, revealing her pale skin to his view.
“What is your safeword when you want me to stop?” Jake asked.
“Red.”
“Good. What word do you use when you don’t want me to stop but you’re getting scared?”
“Amber.”
“Good, sub. Now, what word do you use when I’m doing something you love and you want me to continue?”
“Green.”
Jake nodded. Before he taught her how to present to him, he made sure she knew the safeword system. Her care was his priority. “Where are we now?”
“Green.”
“Very good.” He left the shirt open and lifted her tits from the confines of her sexy bra. Sucking on her nipples, he watched them tighten. She arched against him and her head fell back. He moved onto the next nipple, lavishing each bud with attention.
Stepping away, he saw her whimper.
“What?” he asked.
“Green. Very green.”
Chuckling, he went to the far wall where his display of clamps lay. He picked up a simple crocodile set and walked back toward her.
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.”