“No, you shouldn’t.” I didn’t miss the strange tone that crept into his voice. I couldn’t put my finger on what it was, but it sounded a bit like regret and jealousy.
“Are you going to see Vane or your old personal assistants now that you’re out of….”Prison.I didn’t know if I should mention it or not, but I didn’t have to. He shook his head.
“They won’t want to see me.”
“Why not?” I stepped as close as I could to him and pressed my forehead against his temple, then kissed his cheek and wrapped my arms around his waist, dragging his hip against my belly. He almost fumbled the popcorn bowl, and the balancing act to catch it got me a wisp of an irate smile from him. “They’re your friends, Ross.”
“Not anymore. I ruined that.” He moved away to put the bowl on the counter and I let him. Even though I didn’t know him as well as I would’ve liked, he didn’t act like the kind of person who’d had a lot of affection in his lifetime, not in terms of cuddling. That wasn’t surprising considering he paid for sex. Snuggling wasn’t usually in a whore’s job description.
“I’m not going to order you to go see them because I’m not that kind of Mister.” I cupped his cheek and shifted close again so I could kiss him on the mouth. “But think about it.”
“The media would be everywhere.” There was no fight in his tone. Hewantedto see them.
“I’m sure you could figure a way around that.” I stroked his chin and down his neck, dragging my nails over his pulse point. He let out a little gasp and leaned in farther. “You’re Ross Midberry. You’re capable of anything you put your mind to, Pookie.”
He cleared his throat and grinned wickedly. “Yeah. Yeah, I am, aren’t I?”
“Now, move that cute butt into my room and get a pair of pajamas on. I have pants set out for you on the bed. If you want a shirt, check my walk-in. You’ll find something in there.” I plopped another kiss on his lips.
“Yes, Mister.” His eyes sparkled, and as he walked toward my bedroom, I watched the way his ass bounced in those boxer briefs. God, he had perky cheeks. I definitely wanted to get inside him, and soon.
Patting my hardening junk, I said, “Down, boy,” before I snagged the bowl of popcorn and settled on the couch with it. Stealing a couple of the salty treats, I threw them in my mouth and moaned at the burst of flavor on my tongue. It’d been far too long since I had a movie night. Prior to Ross’s spectacular fall from grace, dragging me down with him, I’d always been working, and on nights I’d had off, I didn’t have the kinds of friends to invite over to watch a movie with because mostly they were working, too. Now I didn’t have to worry because I had Ross.
The thought made me smile.
Finally after five minutes or so, Ross settled on the couch beside me, close enough that our thighs touched. He looked amazing in simple pajama bottoms and a white T-shirt, almost as good as he looked in a suit. The man could wear a garbage bag and I’d probably still drool.
“You are so hot,” I whispered, grabbing his shirt in my fist and yanking him in for a deep kiss that had my toes curling and my cock jerking. “Maybe I should get that apron tomorrow, make you clean in only that.”
His pupils darkened, and he smiled so roguishly I thought I’d come then and there. “I thought you had things to do.”
“Yep, and you’re one of those things. I should definitely do you.” Fuck, I wanted to destroy him, get him on his knees and show him how much of a Mister I really was, but this feeling was new for me, too. It’d been a long time since I topped anyone. I’d grown used to the feeling of the john being in charge. The last time I’d really Dommed, I was in college with my boyfriend at the time, right before the bastard cheated on me and hooked up with my best friend. I was well over it, but that had been nearly five years ago now.
“Aren’t we going to watch a movie?” He swallowed again, and I shot forward to suck on his Adam’s apple, dragging a surprised sound out of his mouth.
I laughed when I pulled back. “Yes. Yes, we are. Tomorrow, though, I’m making a to-do list for you. It includes going to sleep with me sucking your nipple, me fucking you while you’re only in an apron, and you jerking off on your back for my viewing pleasure. Just so you know, Pookie.”
He whimpered. “Yes, Mister.”
“Good.” I winked before turning on the TV. “Let’s watch Mr. Hemsworth get shirtless inThor.”
11
Ross
Warm,solid weight pressed me down into the soft sheet beneath me, and with my eyes still closed, I grasped at the slim hips grinding against mine. The gentle drive toward the edge of sharp pleasure shocked my system after the last few months of prison life. I hadn’t ever been endangered where I was locked up, but each day had dawned with a persistent sense of dread.
“That’s it, wake up, Pookie,” Stormy whispered into the early morning stillness. My dick pulsed and throbbed with need as he dragged his firm, trapped shaft against mine, and I spread my legs to give him more room to thrust and rub against me. The musky scent of our combined sweat hung in the air. With a moan, I buried my face against his soft, warm neck. “Oh, you’re so hot for it. Deprived lately? Not getting your daily dose of D?” He chuckled to himself, and I squeezed my hands on his ass and urged him faster as heat tangled in my groin.
“Ung,” I mumbled.
He only breezed another laugh into my ear, and the gust of air spread excited swoops of pleasure into my stomach. That tension in my groin soared. The air in the room didn’t do much to cool me, and everything was too hot as I arched up against him and moaned. I hadn’t opened my eyes yet and didn’t want to in case this was a dream. His body on mine protected me from whatever was coming at me today. My brain started spinning, dredging up anxious thoughts, but he hooked his hand under my right thigh, moving me, and then twisted his hips, shattering my ability to do anything except experience the urgent heat searing my cockhead. I whimpered.
“Are you going to earn your keep?” Stormy dropped my leg, and instead grasped my right wrist, and I let him move my arm above my head. Somehow I slipped down the pillow so I was flat on the mattress and my hand was anchored above me. He managed to do the same thing to my other wrist, and soon I was trapped. I flexed my arms and snapped my eyes open at the sensation of being caged. His dark gaze glittered intensely above me. I wrapped my legs around his hips because I needed more, and he rolled his body against mine. Heat coiled in my stomach and drove me insane. He leaned more of his weight against me as I tugged at my arms. The tension in my body snapped to almost more than I could take too quickly as he tightened his grip on me until it bit into my wrists.
“Shit, Stormy.” I tugged my hands and my balls tingled, ready to empty my load. He stared down at me with a confident smirk I’d never seen on him before yesterday, and it shot prickles of heat across my skin.
“You’re going to be my housebitch today, Ross, and you’re going to do everything I tell you.” He rocked faster, and I strained, wanting to come so badly. “Aren’t you? You’re going to use your body to pay me what you owe me.”
