she realised it was futile to fight him. He wasn't trying to hurt her...he was...hugging her.
“Sir?”
James was quiet for a few minutes and when Kelly lifted her arms from her side and wrapped them around his hard waist before leaning her head on his chest, he sighed as his breaths evened out.
“I'm sorry, that was...no dammit I'm not sorry. Have you actually ever been hugged? Like, properly hugged? Not including what happened in Master Xander's office?” He felt her tense and her arms dropped to her sides immediately.
“No, am I doing it wrong? I'm sorry, I just...I'm not…I’m not very good at this!” Without warning, Kelly fled from his arms and ran back along the path towards the house as tears poured down her face. One minute everything had been almost perfect and the next she was left feeling inadequate and self-conscious. She didn't stop running until she reached the safety of the house.
Chapter 8 - James
James stood staring after Kelly as she took off towards the house at full run. The girl had speed that's for sure. He knew he could catch her if he wanted to, but he wanted her to run off her energy, her pain and her attitude. It had all been going so smoothly until he had ruined it and hugged her. Why had he done it?
James started the walk back to his house, taking his time to allow Kelly the time she would need to calm herself and come to her senses. Why had he done it? Why had he hugged her? His heart had hurt, physically hurt, at the pain that oozed from her every pore. She had still been a child when she had been taken, and had been denied her formative years to learn about love and loss, about sex and making love. He had realised, in that moment where his arms had been wrapped around her, that she had probably never been hugged since she was sixteen. Her parents were most likely the last people to touch her with love and not hate or control. He had also realised that he had enjoyed his arms wrapped around her short figure, he had felt her toned body tense until she had relaxed and surprisingly put her arms around him. That moment. That single moment where Kelly managed to let down her guard and let him comfort her, just as she was comforting him, had been where he realised his feelings for her were more than he wanted to admit.
Of course he was attracted to her, it's not like he had been hiding that fact. When he was in full Dom mode in the club, he made sure to try and get bites from her. Hell, even an eyebrow raise had even soared his spirits some nights. He knew that he would never look at another submissive kneeling before him and not wonder about their motivations, their history and their life experiences. Kelly was teaching him to be a better dominant. James made a mental note to add more questions to his negotiations when dealing with a new sub. He needed to know them deeper than he previously thought to be able to make a scene more enjoyable for his subs.
“Kelly,” he called loudly as he marched through the open front door, “come here. Now!”
Silence greeted him. Where the hell was she? He went straight to the bedroom and checked her clothes. Her backpack was still neatly placed in the wardrobe and her phone still on the bedside table. Surely she wouldn't leave without her phone and laptop? Unless she didn't want to be tracked. Kelly knew he could track her using her digital footprints and if she'd left, left him , she would know to leave them behind.
“ Damn it , Kelly!” James stormed back to the kitchen and searched his key holder knowing what would be missing. The one key he hadn't even told her about. Obviously her detective skills were up to standard then.
James walked back into the sunken lounge and paused outside the door he was hoping Kelly wouldn't have noticed yet. It was well hidden, even the lock was partially concealed. I bet she noticed this the first time she came into the lounge he thought to himself as he quietly pulled the door open and stepped inside.
It
“Sir?”
James was quiet for a few minutes and when Kelly lifted her arms from her side and wrapped them around his hard waist before leaning her head on his chest, he sighed as his breaths evened out.
“I'm sorry, that was...no dammit I'm not sorry. Have you actually ever been hugged? Like, properly hugged? Not including what happened in Master Xander's office?” He felt her tense and her arms dropped to her sides immediately.
“No, am I doing it wrong? I'm sorry, I just...I'm not…I’m not very good at this!” Without warning, Kelly fled from his arms and ran back along the path towards the house as tears poured down her face. One minute everything had been almost perfect and the next she was left feeling inadequate and self-conscious. She didn't stop running until she reached the safety of the house.
Chapter 8 - James
James stood staring after Kelly as she took off towards the house at full run. The girl had speed that's for sure. He knew he could catch her if he wanted to, but he wanted her to run off her energy, her pain and her attitude. It had all been going so smoothly until he had ruined it and hugged her. Why had he done it?
James started the walk back to his house, taking his time to allow Kelly the time she would need to calm herself and come to her senses. Why had he done it? Why had he hugged her? His heart had hurt, physically hurt, at the pain that oozed from her every pore. She had still been a child when she had been taken, and had been denied her formative years to learn about love and loss, about sex and making love. He had realised, in that moment where his arms had been wrapped around her, that she had probably never been hugged since she was sixteen. Her parents were most likely the last people to touch her with love and not hate or control. He had also realised that he had enjoyed his arms wrapped around her short figure, he had felt her toned body tense until she had relaxed and surprisingly put her arms around him. That moment. That single moment where Kelly managed to let down her guard and let him comfort her, just as she was comforting him, had been where he realised his feelings for her were more than he wanted to admit.
Of course he was attracted to her, it's not like he had been hiding that fact. When he was in full Dom mode in the club, he made sure to try and get bites from her. Hell, even an eyebrow raise had even soared his spirits some nights. He knew that he would never look at another submissive kneeling before him and not wonder about their motivations, their history and their life experiences. Kelly was teaching him to be a better dominant. James made a mental note to add more questions to his negotiations when dealing with a new sub. He needed to know them deeper than he previously thought to be able to make a scene more enjoyable for his subs.
“Kelly,” he called loudly as he marched through the open front door, “come here. Now!”
Silence greeted him. Where the hell was she? He went straight to the bedroom and checked her clothes. Her backpack was still neatly placed in the wardrobe and her phone still on the bedside table. Surely she wouldn't leave without her phone and laptop? Unless she didn't want to be tracked. Kelly knew he could track her using her digital footprints and if she'd left, left him , she would know to leave them behind.
“ Damn it , Kelly!” James stormed back to the kitchen and searched his key holder knowing what would be missing. The one key he hadn't even told her about. Obviously her detective skills were up to standard then.
James walked back into the sunken lounge and paused outside the door he was hoping Kelly wouldn't have noticed yet. It was well hidden, even the lock was partially concealed. I bet she noticed this the first time she came into the lounge he thought to himself as he quietly pulled the door open and stepped inside.
It
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