I’m still panting when he heads into the attached bath and returns a few minutes later without the condom and carrying a wet washcloth.I reach out a hand to take it, but he bats my fingers out of the way.
“Don’t even think about it, baby.I clean up my own messes.Open your legs.”
My face heats, but I obey him, watching him closely as he leans down to wipe away the remnants of our lovemaking.I bite my lip as he inspects me.He’s methodical and careful, but he also pulls my folds apart and lifts the hood of my clit as if it’s important for him to make sure I’m not hurt.
I’m not, and I wouldn’t care if I were.It would totally be worth it.
His brow is furrowed as he tosses the cloth aside and meets my gaze, climbing onto the bed.He hovers over me.“Did I hurt you anywhere, Kels?”
“No, Sir.”
“You sure?”
I reach for him, palming his chest.This is a new side of him I’ve never seen before.Tender.Gentle.Concerned.It’s endearing, and I kind of want to tell him to stop before he turns me into a blubbering idiot.
This is just sex.Raw, hot, unadulterated sex between two people who are attracted to each other and need to get it out of their systems.
I need to keep reminding myself of that because if I don’t, I’m going to get hurt.Who am I kidding?I’m already going to get hurt.Not the physical kind of hurt he’s asking about.The emotional kind.I can’t begin to fathom how the hell we go forward from here.I love my job, but it seems like there’s no way I can continue working for him indefinitely.
What happens when he gets bored of me?There are three sides to our bizarre relationship.Work, D/s, and fucking.Oh, and this new side, this nurturing he’s demonstrating.It’s melting my heart.
“Roll over, baby.”He pats my hip.
“Why?”
He narrows his gaze at me.“Are you always going to argue with me, Kels?”
I shrug.“Probably.Are you always going to boss me around?”I retort.
“Definitely.Did you forget I’m a Dominant?”he teases.
“Not for a second,Sir,” I sass as I roll onto my stomach.Apparently, he either really likes to examine his work long after an impact play scene, or he’s extremely proactive about aftercare.Either way, it’s kind of hot.I may complain, but I feel unbelievably cherished as he trails a finger down my spine and around my bottom.
“You’re going to bruise where your back was resting against the steps, Kels.”
I know this.It has already occurred to me.
He bends over and kisses my ass.“Your bottom is fucking sexy all pink long after I’ve spanked you.Do you like the lingering burn?”
“Yes, Sir,” I whisper.Goosebumps rise on my skin.I can’t believe how closely he’s inspecting my body.My breath hitches when his fingers dance lower, teasing me closer and closer to my pussy.
“Needy girl.Are you not fully sated yet?”
How do I tell him I wouldn’t be fully sated even if he fucked me ten more times?I crave the connection I feel when he’s inside me.I already know this from one encounter.I worry I won’t be able to flush him out of my system even if we fuck all night.
He gives my ass a firm swat, making me wince.“Rise onto your knees, Kelsey.”
I turn my head to look at him.
He slaps my sore butt again.“You’re testing me, baby.You shouldn’t hesitate when I give you an order.”
“Are you dominating me or fucking me right now?”It’s a fair question, and I do as I’m told as I ask it.
He nudges my knees open and climbs between them.His hands come to my hips, and I hiss when he digs his thumbs into my sore cheeks.
“Dominating comes naturally to me, Kels.Dominatingyouis like breathing.I can’t help myself.You will feel my power no matter what we’re doing.Fucking, working, eating…”
He’s right.I’m concerned by that fact, though.This can’t go on.We can enjoy ourselves tonight, but tomorrow, reality will slip back in.By Monday, this charade has to end.I can’t see any other way.I just hope I can stuff this interlude to the back of my mind and we can return to business as usual at the office.If we can’t…
