The Servant

Chapter Five

I stood still leaning against the shelf. I don’t know why but him being so close made my stomach fill with butterflies. I didn’t say a word, I couldn’t trust my voice. The smell of his cologne and the close proximity made my heart speed up. What is wrong with me? He is the Master and I, his servant. When he said he wanted me, I would have admitted I want him too. His handsome face and strong jawline, his hazel eyes and perfect cheekbones, the way his perfectly sculpted body moved like a panther, he is gorgeous. When I finally dared to move, I picked up another book. “Thank you, for showing me where that book went.” I read the title of the book in my hand before looking for its place.

I reached for another, his warm hand wrapped around mine, he spun me to face him. “I think you want me too.” He leaned in pressing his lips to mine. I didn’t pull away, his tongue pressed against my lips, I barely separated them before he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck as our tongues swirled and danced. He pulled back, I felt disappointed at the loss. “I knew you wanted me,” he smirked knowingly.

My cheeks heated up knowing I had just let him kiss me. I am still a virgin! I shouldn’t be doing that! I tried to hide my embarrassment; Sabian smiled more.

“Alana don’t be embarrassed, was that your first kiss?” he asked.

“Yes,” I whispered.

He closed the distance between us, he gently placed his hand on my cheek, tilting my face up to him, he pressed his lips against mine once more. This time, he wrapped his arms around me before letting his hands roam my back and sliding one down, gripping my ass. I couldn’t help the moan that escaped me. I guess it excited him more, he pressed me against the bookshelf as he deepened the kiss. His hands pulled me against him, my breasts pressed against his hard chest. I could feel my core heating up. After a few more minutes, he pulled back. My body ached wanting more of him.

He grinned at me, knowingly. “I knew you wanted me.” His eyes felt like they were looking into my very soul.

I stood there not saying anything. I had just kissed Sabian, the very man everyone warned me about. What was worse is I wanted more. “Sabian, I,” I couldn’t find the words.

“Alana, I enjoyed it, you don’t have anything to be embarrassed about,” he smiled amusingly.

“Sabian, can you please excuse me for a moment, I need to um, use the ladies’ room,” I said hastily. I needed to calm my racing heart. I didn’t wait for an answer. I almost ran out of the room. I hurried into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me. I stood leaning against the door for what felt like ever. I wasn’t sure what had just happened, but I knew I wanted it to happen again.

I returned to Sabian’s study a bit later, he watched me skeptically. “Is everything OK?” he asked. He raised an eyebrow.

“Yes, I just needed a moment.” I looked over my shoulder. He was watching me. His eyes roamed my body filling me with desire.

Before I could move, he was behind me. “Alana, I want you, I have for a long time. If you don’t want me, all you have to do is tell me.”

The sensual tone of his voice caused my core to clench with anticipation. I turned to face him, “I want you, Sabian.” I couldn’t help it, my body ached for his touch. His breath on my neck made me shiver, he leaned in caressing my neck with his mouth, he brought his other hand around, and gently squeezed my breast. I moaned, wanting to feel his hands all over my body.

“All in due time,” he slowly pulled his mouth away; he squeezed my breast again and took his hand away.

He sat down in his chair; it was like I imagined all of it. I finished the shelf. When I turned to leave, he reached out, grabbing my hand.

“I had planned to wait till you were officially eighteen, but I want you now, Alana.” He stood before me.

“I want you too,” I couldn’t help it. I didn’t care how experienced he was or if he hurt me, in this moment, there was nothing I wanted more.

He pulled me into his lap. His lips pressed against mine, his tongue once again pressed against my lips. I parted them allowing him entry. His tongue searched my mouth. I moaned despite myself. It must have excited him, he kissed me harder as his hand came up, he lifted my shirt, sliding his hand up my shirt, he gently caressed my breast. I could feel my core throbbing as my wetness soaked my panties. I didn’t care, I wanted him. He picked me up while still kissing me. He opened the door to the study, carrying me out into the hall. We reached his room. He skillfully opened his door, and after stepping through, he closed it with his foot. He carried me over to the bed. I pushed myself back as he got on next to me. He smiled before capturing my lips with his again.

“Alana, are you sure you want this?” he looked so sincere.

“Yes,” I said breathlessly. He smiled before sitting up and undoing his buttons. His bare chest made me want to touch him, to feel him touch me. He kissed my lips before trailing kisses across my jaw and nibbling my ear, eliciting another moan. He kissed down me until he reached my shirt. He pulled me to sit, as his hands roamed my body, he lifted my shirt over my head. He smiled, making me hotter as he took in my bare chest. He leaned his head down, I moaned louder as he sucked my erect n****e into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around making me moan more. He kissed down to my stomach and back up again. I felt his hand as he undid the button on my pants. I sucked in a breath as I felt his hand beneath my panties. He gently ran his fingers over my slit. I gasped when he slid his finger between my now soaked folds. He found my little bud, stroking it, I felt my body begin to tremble. He stroked faster and harder, I closed my eyes as an o****m rocked my body. I rode the wave of pleasure, his finger randomly stroking me making me cry out again.

“That’s a good girl, did you like that?” he asked, his blue eyes staring into mine.

“Yes, please, I want you. I want to feel you inside me,” I didn’t care how it sounded, I wanted him.

He slid my pants down, leaving me fully exposed on his bed. He stood up; he undid his belt before sliding his pants down revealing his hard member. He lay back down next to me, I reached over, taking his c**k in my hand. I gently stroked him, and he groaned.

“That feels good, baby.” I watched him enjoying the movement of my hand. He returned to kissing me, and his hand returned to my soaked core. Slowly, he began rubbing my sensitive bud again, I bucked my hips wanting him to go faster. “Are you ready?”

I nodded; I couldn’t help the gasp that escaped me as he slid his finger inside me.

“How does it feel? Am I hurting you?” He asked, genuine concern on his face.

“It feels good,” I breathed. He slowly added another finger. I gasped at the sensation of his fingers as he pumped them in and out of me while rubbing my bud with his thumb. I felt my c****x building once again. He kept pumping me, I felt my body on the edge, he pushed a bit harder forcing me over the edge. I almost screamed as my body spasmed from my o****m.

“Sabian, I want you, please Sabian.” I know I must sound so desperate, but I didn’t care.

He smirked, “Are you sure? You can’t change your mind after.” He looked so sexy.

“I’m sure, Sabian, please. I want you; I want to feel you enter me; I want you deep inside me.” I said breathlessly. He smiled before pulling himself on top of me. He positioned himself at my entrance.

“I will go slow; I don’t want to hurt you.” He said, his voice husky.

“I’m ready,” I didn’t care if it hurt, I needed to feel him as he buries himself inside me.

Slowly, he pushes into me until he is fully inside me, I stifled a scream as he takes my virginity. He watches my face, “Are you ok? Does it hurt really bad?” he asks, and I can tell he is fighting himself.

“I’m ok, please Sabian, make me yours.” He smiles into my lips as he starts thrusting.

He groans, “you are so tight, God you are tight.” He keeps thrusting. I am getting close to the edge once more. He thrusts faster and deeper, I reach my c****x, and my walls clench around him. He thrusts into me a little longer before he finds his own c****x. I can feel his seed spill into me. I moan at the sensation. He lets himself collapse on top of me, still inside me. He is breathing heavily as well. After a few minutes, he slowly pulls out of me. He rolls off me before pulling me to him and wrapping me in his arms.

“Alana, are you ok? Did I hurt you?”

I shook my head no. I didn’t trust my voice yet. He nestled his face into my neck. I lay still feeling his breath against my neck.

I woke up as the sun was going down. Sabian was asleep next to me. I wiggled a bit to get comfortable.

“You aren’t leaving, Alana,” he whispered as he pulled me tighter to him.