That’s not the problem.My concern is that I don’t want to mention something this monumental without being certain it’s sustainable.I never share the details about the men I’m dating with my parents.It seems ludicrous to tell them until I find someone I intend to keep, and that’s never happened.If I were to talk to them about guys, they would ask me about my flavor of the week every day.It’s easier to keep my dating life private.
I’m a chicken.It’s too soon.Hendrix has been in town just over a week.Yes, I’ve spent a lot of time with him, but I need longer.I don’t trust this to last.What does he see in me?How long will he stay interested?Has he done this sort of thing before?
He pulls into the garage and turns off the SUV.Without a word, he rounds to my side.It’s not that I wait for him to do so, it’s that I’m frozen.Even after opening my door, he still has to reach over and unbuckle my seatbelt.
“Come, Kels.”He takes my hand and encourages me to hop out of the SUV.
As soon as I’m on my feet, he pins me to the rear passenger door and bends to kiss my neck.The man hovers in my space as often as he can.Even at work.He did so all day today.Every time he came into my office, he leaned over me, touching me in six different places.When I went to his desk, he refused to engage until I moved around to his side, at which point he tugged me close and made sure his thigh, arm, and hand made contact.
His warm breath hits my ear.“Breathe, baby,” he whispers.
I inhale slowly but shove him back.“You’re using all the air.”
He chuckles.“Can we share?”
“No.”I glare at him, feeling like I need some answers.“Have you ever done this before?”
“Done what, Kels?”He holds up a hand, stopping me from responding.“Wait, let me answer that question, no matter what you mean.Have I ever moved a woman into my house?No.Have I ever dated anyone significantly younger than me?No.Have I ever brought a woman home with me in twenty-one years?No.Have I ever felt like this with anyone?No.Did I come anywhere close to this heart-stopping sensation with Maddie’s mom?No.”
I stopped breathing several sentences ago.That’s a lot of information.He’s right.He answered any question I might have had.
Hendrix cups my face sweetly and kisses me gently.“Okay?”
“Yes, Sir,” I whisper.
He turns me toward the entrance to the kitchen.“Go inside.I’ll grab your things.”
I wander into his home.I’ve obviously been here before.Both Friday and Saturday night.I didn’t explore much at the time because we were busy.I’m familiar with the pantry, though…
I don’t know what draws me toward it, but I find myself magnetically pulled in that direction.I set my purse on the island and open the pantry door before stepping inside.I don’t even turn on the lights.I just stand in the space, close my eyes, and get transported back to Saturday.
My hands come to my neck as I picture Hendrix dominating me in this small enclosure.I’m bent at the waist, wearing almost the same thing I’m wearing now.Leggings, a bra, and a tank top.
In my mind, he’s holding me in place with a hand on my back.My mouth goes dry when he palms my naked bottom, and I gasp at the memory of him spanking me hard and fast before his hand slides between my legs, his fingers thrusting into me, my orgasm making my knees buckle.
Everything that happens with Hendrix is hot.He’s full of surprises.It’s hard to keep up with him.One minute, he’s across a room, the next, his hand is in my pussy.
My face heats.The man spanked me hard this morning, but it wasn’t enough.He made me masturbate while he watched.That also wasn’t enough.No matter what he does to me, I’m left wanting more.
His hands suddenly land on my shoulders, and I flinch.He flattens his front to my back and wraps his arms around me, holding tightly.His lips are on my ear again.“Took me a few seconds to find you.When I saw the pantry door open, I knew.”
My pussy tingles from his proximity and the memories.It’s not like I’m conjuring up something that happened a year ago.It’s been two days.Seems like a lifetime.We hadn’t had sex when he dominated me in this pantry.
“Maybe I should make some changes in here.Perhaps lower one of the shelves so it’s at the perfect height for you to lean on when I bend you over.I could tape a few spots on the floor where I expect you to put your bare feet.Hmm?”
Panting, all I can think about is him spanking me in here again.I crave it.It’s silly, but this room is our spot now.A sneaky location where he can swat me without anyone knowing.I wonder how soundproof it is.
Hendrix releases me and reaches over to turn on the light.“Take off your clothes, Kels.”
My breath hitches as I twist to look at him, but he’s walking away.I’m staring at his back.He’s striding away with a purpose.What the hell is he going to do?He’s always full of surprises.I suspect whatever he’s got in mind will rival every other time.Shocker.Why did I come into this tiny room?
He’s back in seconds.I haven’t moved.
“Such a naughty girl.Were my instructions unclear?”
I jump in my spot, recalling his last words.I haven’t even processed his order, let alone acted on it.
He’s holding a roll of masking tape, and he stares at me with one brow lifted.
