Meant to Be Yours: New Adult BBW College Romance (Derek and Jaike Book 2) by Marian Tee
Authors: Marian Tee
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had just used. Sub. How did he know? Had Derek told him?
Reid looked at her straight in the eye. “If you are not a Sub, I advise you not to go in there.”
Jaike’s nails dug deep into her palms. She wanted to run away. This really didn’t feel right. No one was supposed to know that about her. Surely Derek knew that? But…he had promised her a surprise. He loved her. He would never do anything to hurt her. If she really trusted him—
Ignoring her clamoring instincts, she forced herself to nod. “I’m…a Sub.” Her body shook as she admitted the truth. “I’m…Derek Christopoulos’ Sub.”
Reid’s eyes became hooded. “And so you are.” Stepping forward, he pulled out a silk handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wrapped it around Jaike’s eyes. “We have very simple rules inside the showroom.”
Her stomach dropped at the term Reid used to describe the place behind him. The showroom? More alarm bells rang inside her head, but she told herself she had nothing to fear. She trusted Derek. He loved her. He would never do anything to hurt her.
“A Sub is not allowed to speak. All you can do is to listen to orders and follow them as well as you can. It’s how things work at the showroom. Only Doms are allowed to speak inside.”
Stunned, she asked, “T-there’s more than one Dom inside?”
“No.” Reid’s tone was expressionless as he answered Jaike honestly. He waited for her to ask another question – the one that truly mattered. Goddammit, he wished she would ask and then they could put a stop to this bullshit. Maybe, maybe then he could save his friend from committing possibly the worst mistake of his life.
But Jaike didn’t.
A smile of relief broke over her face, and Reid cursed silently at the innocent reaction. He had a feeling this would not end the way Derek Christopoulos expected it – and in the end, Derek would only have himself to blame.
****
The showroom was cold. It was the first thing that struck her, and she found herself thankful she had chosen to wear her turtleneck. Without it, her teeth would probably start chattering anytime now.
Reid was long gone, having left her at some place inside the showroom, commanding her not to move before leaving her. She listened to the sound of footsteps receding and when she heard the door close, Jaike couldn’t help but shiver, realizing that she was alone with—
“I’m the Dom here, and what I say goes.”
Derek.
She would have known his voice anywhere. He sounded like he was a good distance away from her, too far for her to reach out and touch. His voice was cold and clear, certainly nothing like the warm, husky tone he often used with her. She wanted to ask what this was about but bit her lip instead, telling herself she owed it to Derek to show her trust. She would be the perfect Sub for him, would do whatever he wanted. She loved him, and what he wanted she wanted, too. It would always be so because he was a man she could trust. The only man she could trust with her heart.
“I want you to touch yourself.”
Touch herself?
“Start with your breasts. Play with it.”
Swallowing, she did as asked. Her hands shook as she cupped her breasts and started kneading them. Fear and desire blended together inside her body as she continued to touch herself.
“Play with your nipples.”
Her fingers slowly crept up, tweaking her own nipples. A silent cry escaped her as she imagined it was Derek playing with her nipples. She didn’t understand why he wanted her to do this, but she would do it.
“Keep one hand on your nipple. Keep tugging it. Use your other hand to touch your pussy. Just slide your hand inside your panties and start stroking yourself.”
Her hand dipped inside her panties, and she began stroking herself. Silent whimpers escaped her at the combined pleasure of her nipple being tugged and her pussy being stroked.
“Now push one finger inside you. Start thrusting.”
Her finger started to move in
Reid looked at her straight in the eye. “If you are not a Sub, I advise you not to go in there.”
Jaike’s nails dug deep into her palms. She wanted to run away. This really didn’t feel right. No one was supposed to know that about her. Surely Derek knew that? But…he had promised her a surprise. He loved her. He would never do anything to hurt her. If she really trusted him—
Ignoring her clamoring instincts, she forced herself to nod. “I’m…a Sub.” Her body shook as she admitted the truth. “I’m…Derek Christopoulos’ Sub.”
Reid’s eyes became hooded. “And so you are.” Stepping forward, he pulled out a silk handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wrapped it around Jaike’s eyes. “We have very simple rules inside the showroom.”
Her stomach dropped at the term Reid used to describe the place behind him. The showroom? More alarm bells rang inside her head, but she told herself she had nothing to fear. She trusted Derek. He loved her. He would never do anything to hurt her.
“A Sub is not allowed to speak. All you can do is to listen to orders and follow them as well as you can. It’s how things work at the showroom. Only Doms are allowed to speak inside.”
Stunned, she asked, “T-there’s more than one Dom inside?”
“No.” Reid’s tone was expressionless as he answered Jaike honestly. He waited for her to ask another question – the one that truly mattered. Goddammit, he wished she would ask and then they could put a stop to this bullshit. Maybe, maybe then he could save his friend from committing possibly the worst mistake of his life.
But Jaike didn’t.
A smile of relief broke over her face, and Reid cursed silently at the innocent reaction. He had a feeling this would not end the way Derek Christopoulos expected it – and in the end, Derek would only have himself to blame.
****
The showroom was cold. It was the first thing that struck her, and she found herself thankful she had chosen to wear her turtleneck. Without it, her teeth would probably start chattering anytime now.
Reid was long gone, having left her at some place inside the showroom, commanding her not to move before leaving her. She listened to the sound of footsteps receding and when she heard the door close, Jaike couldn’t help but shiver, realizing that she was alone with—
“I’m the Dom here, and what I say goes.”
Derek.
She would have known his voice anywhere. He sounded like he was a good distance away from her, too far for her to reach out and touch. His voice was cold and clear, certainly nothing like the warm, husky tone he often used with her. She wanted to ask what this was about but bit her lip instead, telling herself she owed it to Derek to show her trust. She would be the perfect Sub for him, would do whatever he wanted. She loved him, and what he wanted she wanted, too. It would always be so because he was a man she could trust. The only man she could trust with her heart.
“I want you to touch yourself.”
Touch herself?
“Start with your breasts. Play with it.”
Swallowing, she did as asked. Her hands shook as she cupped her breasts and started kneading them. Fear and desire blended together inside her body as she continued to touch herself.
“Play with your nipples.”
Her fingers slowly crept up, tweaking her own nipples. A silent cry escaped her as she imagined it was Derek playing with her nipples. She didn’t understand why he wanted her to do this, but she would do it.
“Keep one hand on your nipple. Keep tugging it. Use your other hand to touch your pussy. Just slide your hand inside your panties and start stroking yourself.”
Her hand dipped inside her panties, and she began stroking herself. Silent whimpers escaped her at the combined pleasure of her nipple being tugged and her pussy being stroked.
“Now push one finger inside you. Start thrusting.”
Her finger started to move in
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