He scooped them up and placed them on the bed.
She pulled off her shirt and he took that from her, as well.
“Spin around.Let me look at you.”
Slowly she turned, glad that she had on a sports bra and panties rather than a thong.
When she faced him, the gleam in his eyes was appreciative, vanquishing the embarrassment that had been unfurling.
“Now the rest.”
She removed her undergarments, then instinctively crossed her hands over her body, trying to preserve her modesty.
“Put your hands behind your head.”
It took her several seconds to get herself into the right mindset.He wasn’t a boyfriend or lover.He was a boss.A Dom.For the next few days, she was in training.
He let her stand there long enough that she squirmed uncomfortably.And still, he made her wait.
Eventually, he said, “Into the shower.”
Relieved, she escaped.
Kelsey reached into the shower unit to turn on the faucet.She turned around and took a startled step back when she saw him there, his hips propped against the granite countertop, drink in hand.
“Do I ever get any privacy?”
“Not in a D/s with me.”
The flatness of his reply made her throat dry.
This wasn’t going as she’d anticipated.She’d wanted a few minutes to regroup and sort through the evening’s events, but her temporary Dom was clearly having none of it.“Excuse me.”She maneuvered around him to grab a clip from a drawer.No other man had ever shared bathroom space with her.
“May I?”
“Yes,” she replied.“But I’m not sure why you would.”
“Intimacy.Little acts of service can bond two people together.You taking my coat, for example.”
A bit embarrassed, she looked away from him.
“Or preparing my drink the way I like it.Turn around.”
When she did, he continued, “Or me doing this for you.”He scooped her hair from her shoulders and clipped it high up on her head.“And this…” He ran his thumb up the back of her neck then leaned in to kiss her nape.
A shock wave went through her.
It was soft, magical, simultaneously sexy and sensual.She was undone.
Then he slapped her ass.
She leaped and squealed.
“Into the shower.”
Was this the way it would be between them, so multidimensional and complex?
Steam billowed around her in the shower stall, but it didn’t provide much of a curtain to shield her from his view.
