*****

And afterwards, as we lie together, naked in the half-light, he says, “I have something for you if you will accept it.”

He seems a little uncertain as he produces a small satin bag from a side-drawer, the kind that usually contains jewellery. I open it to find a narrow, black velvet choker, with a dewdrop pearl suspended.

“Will you accept it?” he asks, a trace of anxiety in his voice. “Will you wear it?”

Am I being collared?

I think I am….

I finger it, rolling the pearl in my fingers; so small and delicate a thing, and yet, so laden with significance.

“You understand what you are asking of me?” I say. “When you give me something like this? When you ask me to wear it?”

“Yes, I understand,” he says. “And yes, I am asking that you wear it for me. Will you do that?”

His voice brims with hope and worry; desire and unease. “Am I asking too much of you? Or too quickly?”

The pearl, opalescent with pale, swirling, beautiful colours, sits between my fingers.

Is this too soon?

No, I want this too….

“No, I don’t think you are. It’s just that no-one before has ever wanted me like this….”

“I want you like this. Isn’t that enough?”

Unravelling the velvet, I place it around my neck, fumbling with the catch at the back.

whispers, reaching behind me to clip it closed. And as it fastens he kisses the

to my neck

lie together, entwined, his arms around me, he lazily stroking me. After a long while,

to ask you this…. Are you still seeing anyone else? I know when we met that you were. And because of the

right and…. I don’t even want to now. I used to go to the clubs a lot, but now I simply want

“The clubs? What clubs?”

and my big

to go to clubs a lot for, er….” I chew

finally found someone you

Don’t fuck it up….

to me.

clubs. I used to go a lot before I met

me.

God. Have I

“You used to go to sex clubs, but

because of

kisses me. “Thank you for telling me

You were worrying?

me to have met in the first place,

you do to me, what we do together. You have me thinking

again and kisses me. The kiss is hard, penetrating and possessive; and it sets my heart pounding again. Then

You have friends there? You would like to go

to do that, but only if you’re comfortable with it. There’s something about the atmosphere, watching people being good together…. But….” and my

“But….?”

you realise that you

realise that. What I also realise is that they will see you with me, and know that

*****

little to do right now except sit here

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