“Well I still need some time. Maybe like forty-eight full hours to feel a little more comfortable just blurting out everything that crosses my mind.”
“That’s fair.”
Her phone chimes and vibrates. She looks down at the screen. “It’s Liz. She’s waiting on your license picture. Also I can’t believe you’re so secluded out here, you don’t have to lock your wifi.”
“One less thing to remember,” I say as I pull out my wallet. I throw my ID down on the table and let Claudia snap a picture.
“That’s the correct address right? She’s gonna look it up on Google Maps.”
“Right address. Was living right here when I got my learner’s permit. The address never changed.”
She tries to hide a little smile, but I still catch it. I decide to let her have this one. Once she sends the picture, there’s some more texting before she turns her full attention back to me.
“I should probably look into that nap. The couch okay?” she asks.
“Mind if I join you?”
“Not at all.”
She goes to sit down and I gather up my computer and my drives and all the rest of the shit I need to work and set it all up on the coffee table. I grab the other blanket May-Bell made sure I had around for guests and drape it over her lap.
She curls up beside me as I finish uploading the shots I took that morning. Before I even open my design email, she’s out cold.
* * *
She sleepsthe rest of the morning and the whole afternoon. I finish almost all my work, make lunch and have a conference call before she cracks an eyelid. I’m just about to get started on dinner when she wakes up. I turn from the fridge and watch her as she stretches and looks around. She looks at me and blinks a few times as she tries to get her bearings.
I almost laugh. She’s looking right at me, but she looks comically confused. “You okay?”
Her eye twitches in the oddest way and I do laugh. She rubs her face then forces her eyes to open wider. “I had a dream I was in a pumpkin patch maze and it was fucking terrible. I couldn’t get out and every time I thought I found the exit it would disappear.”
“Aren’t pumpkins pretty low to the ground?”
“Yes! And I couldn’t step over them. I kept trying and my legs would only go so high.” She groans and rubs her face.
“Should we break that down any further?” I say. I’m just fucking with her though.
“Oh, I know it means my brain is all fucked up right now, but I’m not paying you hourly for couch space. Can I use your shower?”
“Of course. Come on.”
She follows me to the bathroom and I show her where the towels and the wash rags are. “I’ll be out in the kitchen.”
“I know you didn’t build this shower for two, but god it’s big.”
“The water was hitting my chest before. I had to make some adjustments. Do you want me to join you?”
She looks me up and down for a moment. “Is it about what I want now? Sir?”
I feel myself getting hard and irritated. “This is all about what you want. You’ll see that.”
“Hmmm.” She starts peeling off her clothes. I've already seen her naked, but I appreciate her body just as much the second time around. I need to be inside of her again, but not like this.
“Do I have to beg again?” she says. “Do I say please?” She smiles at me as piles her hair up on her head in one of those sexy as fuck ponytails and turns the shower nozzle. I glance down at her hard nipples when she turns to wet her back. My cock almost tears a hole in my jeans. I want her, but not like this.
“Get washed up and we’ll figure out what we want to do tonight.” I turn and walk out of the bathroom. I close the door, but I can still hear her call my name.
I’m already fucking up. I can feel it. I need air. I need to step outside. I go out the back door. Titus follows. The sun is down and the temperature has dropped. It's going to start raining again any minute. I think about going back in for my phone. I think about calling Mistress Evelyn, but I know what she’ll say. She’ll tell me to take a deep breath. She’ll tell me there’s nothing wrong with taking a step back. She’ll tell me that Claudia or any submissive deserves my best when they are in my care. She’ll tell me to tell the truth.
