*****

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 soft

the line of my jaw and down to my neck where he has just placed his mark on me,

entwined, his arms around me, he lazily stroking

we met

meet his eye. “No, I’m not. Not anymore. There was someone, but, he wasn’t right and…. I don’t even want to now. I used to

“The clubs? What clubs?”

and my

I used to go to clubs a lot for, er….” I chew my words, wondering how much I

found someone you

Don’t fuck it up….

me.

clubs. I used to go a lot before I

me. My

Have

sex

because of

kisses me. “Thank you for telling me this. I

You were worrying?

enough for you and me to have met in the first place, but that perhaps I could

you are ‘enough for me’. I love what you do to me,

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

you went often? You have friends there?

There’s something about the atmosphere, watching people being good together…. But….” and

“But….?”

but, you realise that you would be

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

*****

now except sit here and

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