Page 13 of Filthy Commitments
“Your family will know me. Am I to tell this lie forever?” He’d hadn’t thought things through. “And I’m not a good liar. Words that aren’t true kind of gum up in my mouth and my eyes get really big. This will never work. You may as well head back to the club and end the contract now before I make a fool out of you.”
He put his arm around me, leaned in close, and planted his lips on mine. With no kind of warning, he just kissed me, and I melted into him as if we’d kissed many times before. Parting my lips, I invited him in. Our tongues gently caressed each other’s. He tasted better than I thought he would. A fire started burning inside of me from his incredible kiss. And I didn’t want to go back and end the contract any longer!
His strong hands moved over my shoulders, cradling my back and pulling me closer. My breasts flattened against his hard chest. I curled my hands around the collar of his suit jacket and hung on for dear life.Could I lie for him?Could I make words come out of my mouth in a flowing manner that wouldn’t give him away?
Our kiss grew and grew until we were pawing at one another with a need for more. He pulled back, both of us panting. “You sure you want to end this?”
All I could do was shake my head and wait for him to kiss me again. Which he did, thankfully. He pushed me back on the seat, his full weight falling against me. I ran my hands under his jacket to feel his muscular back and moaned with how good those tight muscles felt. He pushed my legs apart and laid on me, grinding his erection against me.
He had me then. I was hooked. I’d do my best to make people believe we were married. But I had a ton of questions that I couldn’t even ask him, per his rule. I could see things might get a bit on the frustrating side with him. But as he kissed me into submission, I didn’t seem to care about anything except how good he could make me feel. My body felt sensations it never felt before. Jett was making me high with every kiss. What would happen to me when he took me?
He eased the passionate kiss and looked at me as he brushed my hair back. “You’re exquisite, my little Asia. I knew I had to have you the moment I laid eyes on your picture. I was impressed by you. I want to warn you, though. I’m a strict man. I don’t like small talk or dilly dallying. I’m a straightforward man and I want you to be that way with me too. If you don’t like something I do to you, tell me. Honesty is always rule number one.”
“I understand.” I was getting lost in those eyes of his. I ran my hand over his smooth cheek. “May I say that I think you’re also exquisite?”
His lips curled to one side then he nuzzled my neck. “I’m glad you think so.”
I pushed my hands through his thick hair, releasing an earthy scent. I inhaled it and found myself feeling slightly lightheaded. I had no idea a complete stranger could arouse me in such a way. Maybe something was wrong with me. Maybe I’d held onto my virginity too long. It wasn’t normal what I was doing, falling for Jett, a man I didn’t know.
“Is this what normally happens when you get a new sub?”
His lips trailed down my neck as he moved his head up to look at me. “No.”
“Do you think something’s wrong with me that I’m so aroused by you?” I had to know and had no one else around to ask.
“No.”
“Okay…” I didn’t know what else to say. He obviously didn’t want to talk. He was frustratingly a man of few words.
“I’ve picked the right woman to play the part of my wife, that’s all it is. We have amazing natural chemistry. Our bodies have revealed that. It might take a while for our minds to catch up, but it’s there and it’s stronger than any I’ve had with anyone else. How about you?”
“Me? I’ve never had chemistry with anyone before. You’re the first.”
His lips touched mine briefly, but it still sent heat straight to my core. Then he looked into my eyes with a fierce gaze. “I will be your first, Asia, in many ways.”
I swallowed, involuntarily. “Yes, you will.”
Jett
I couldn’t keep my hands off her. She was like a drug an intoxicating addiction. One I couldn’t get enough of. We went from the car to the jet and we were heading to New York. The first stop was my parents’ Manhattan house. That’s where we’d be grilled about our relationship.
I toyed with Asia’s hand as we sat, side by side, in the beige leather seats. I found it was a perfect time to tell her about our whirlwind romance and marriage. “My mother’s name is Jenny and my father’s is Frank.”
“Okay.” She gave me a smile. “I can remember that.”
“You and I met at a nightclub in Los Angeles.”
“I was on vacation out there, wasn’t I?” She winked. “We may as well keep my part in your little fairy tale real. You know, the truth about where I come from and go to college. I’m sure to mess up if everything’s a lie.”
“You’re right. You get to stay you, entirely. I like your whole tale anyway. So, you were on vacation with your college roommate.” I paused to see if she’d fill in the blank.
“Stacy and I were at the club?”
I filled in that one. “Banshee. I saw you from across the crowded room and went straight to you, asking you to dance.”
“That’s when you found out I’m a lousy dancer.”
I frowned. I couldn’t see her as being a lousy dancer at all. “Which I quickly taught you, and you became fantastic in no time. After we had danced the night away, we ditched Stacy and went to eat at a nearby diner named Lola’s Eatery.”
