Chapter 13
Cassie woketo the smell of coffee. She lifted her arms above her head to stretch, her fingers encountering something unfamiliar.
Opening her eyes, it took her sleep-muddled brain a moment to remember where she was. Jesse’s room. They’d spent the night together.
Her gaze went to his side of the bed. He wasn’t there, of course. She was alone in his room. His bed.
She rolled over to look at the clock and was reminded of him spanking her the night before. Her butt was still a little sore. Not to the point of pain, but her skin was more sensitive.
The clock read five thirty in the morning. It was still dark outside, although she could see a hint of light peeking through the curtains.
Throwing off the covers, she scrambled out of the big bed and padded to the bathroom. After taking care of business, she glanced at herself in the mirror. Her hair was all over the place. She’d brought a brush with her, but it was in her bag. As were the change of clothes she’d brought with her.
The hall was empty as she scurried to the spare bedroom. Her bag was on the bed where she’d left it.
Her back was to the door as she removed the items she needed, so she didn’t hear him enter. “I was coming to wake you up, but you were missing from my bed.”
Cassie jumped at the sound of his voice. Her hand went to her heart, and she took a few deep breaths to settle herself. “I was going to get dressed and come find you.”
“Hmm.” Jesse was by her side in two strides. He molded her body to his as he kissed her. It wasn’t a peck on the lips like she was expecting. Nor was it quick. He took his time. “Good morning.”
“Mmm. Good morning.”
He smiled. “I’d ask if you slept well, but I already know the answer.” His hand cupped her backside. “How’s your ass doing this morning.”
“It’s a little tender.”
His smile grew wider.
She didn’t want to analyze that too closely. Not when she was standing there naked. “May I use your shower?”
“Of course.” He nodded toward his bedroom. “Everything you need should be there. If you can’t find something, just ask.”
“Thanks.” She put her clothes back in her bag and turned to leave the room.
“I like having you naked in my condo.”
She ignored his comment and hurried across the hall to take her shower and dress.
Three and a half hours later, she was sitting at her desk, typing up a response to one of the shipping managers, when her phone dinged. She finished what she was doing, then checked her phone. It was her brother.
James is in town this weekend. Mom wants us all over for dinner. 6pm Friday. - Bradley
Crap. She was supposed to have dinner with Jesse’s family Friday night.
I can’t Friday. I already have plans. - Cassie
Three dots appeared almost immediately, letting her know he was responding.
What plans? - Bradley
She bit her lower lip. Did she want to announce her relationship to her brother? What would he think of Jesse?
??? - Bradley
I’m having dinner with someone. - Cassie
Who? - Bradley
Cassie sighed. None of your business. – Cassie
So not Brie or one of your friends from high school. Is it for work? - Bradley
She narrowed her eyes in frustration. What part of none of your business did you not understand, little brother? - Cassie
So it’s a date. Cancel it. You can go out with this guy another time. Or not. - Bradley
I’m not canceling. - Cassie
There was a brief delay before she saw the three dots appear again. Who is he? - Bradley
While she was trying to figure out how to answer him, the man in question strolled off the elevator. Memories of last night and this morning sent heat rushing to her sex. Her butt was still feeling the remnants of the spanking he’d given her when she shifted in her chair, but her body didn’t seem to care.
Jesse approached her desk and gave her a knowing smile, like he knew exactly where her mind had gone. “Good morning, Cassie.”
She was keenly aware of where they were and that most likely more than one set of eyes were watching them. “Mr. Masters. What can I do for you?”
He raised an eyebrow at her choice of wording.
Cassie hadn’t meant it to be sexual, but given the type of relationship he wanted, she should have known. She was going to have to be more careful. “What can I help you with?”
He chuckled, and she realized even that could be taken the wrong way. But he let her off the hook. “Is my father in?”
“He is, but he’s on a conference call until lunchtime. Did you want me to have him call you when he’s done?” Cassie asked.
“No. Just let him know I won’t be able to have lunch with him today. I need to run across town to pick up some paperwork at the bank.”
“Sure.” It was then she noticed the tension in his forehead. “Is something wrong?”
He shook his head. “Nothing I can’t handle.”
“Okay.”
As he turned to make his way back to the elevator, he stopped to face her again. “I’ll call you later. Enjoy your movie night.”
He’d asked her to have dinner with him again tonight, but she’d told him Thursday was usually movie night. Between dating and work, her and Brie’s schedules were often crazy, so they’d agreed to set aside one day a week to eat pizza, watch a movie, and catch up on life. When she’d told Jesse this morning over breakfast, he’d nodded and commented how he’d have to put taking her to the movies on their list of things he wanted to do with her. It didn’t take a genius to know where his mind had gone.
Almost as soon as Jesse left, one of the other executive assistants called, needing her help with a file. Cassie spent the next half hour on the phone with her, walking her through what should have been a five-minute task. By the time she was finished, she’d completely forgotten about her brother’s text.
At five o’clock, she shut everything down and headed to the parking garage.
Brie was in the kitchen when Cassie got home. “I already ordered the pizza. Go change and we’ll pick out something to watch. Did you want pop or something stronger?”
“I think I’ll stick with pop tonight.”
Cassie went to her bedroom, removed her work clothes, and dug out her favorite comfy pajamas. She was looking forward to vegging out on the couch with her best friend.
“Comedy, action, or sci-fi?” Brie asked.
“I was thinking sci-fi.”
Brie scrolled through the sci-fi options. “Star Wars. Star Trek, Stargate?”
“What about Dune?”
Her friend scrunched up her nose. “That movie with Patrick Stewart from the eighties?”
Cassie shook her head. “No. The new one. It’s supposed to be much better.”
It took a moment, but Brie found it and hit play. Things were starting to get good when there was a knock on the door.
“I got it.” Brie was on her feet and halfway to the door before Cassie could reach for the remote. Pausing the movie, she waited while Brie paid the delivery guy and brought the large pie back to the couch. Her friend set the box between them, opened the box, and pulled out a slice.
“Hungry?” Cassie removed a slice of her own.
“Starving,” Brie said around her bite. Her friend swallowed and picked up her drink. “I’m surprised you aren’t scarfing down your dinner. I figured Jesse would have worn you out last night.”
Cassie felt heat bloom on her cheeks.
“I knew it!” Brie slapped her own thigh. “So how was it? Is he a sex god? Did he rock your world? He had to be better than Trent, right?”
She took another bite, chewed, and swallowed before responding. “It was good.”
“Just good? Or was it goooood?”
Cassie laughed. “The second one.”
Brie squealed. “It’s about time you had some good sex.”
Good didn’t begin to cover it. Her fantasies about good sex hadn’t come close to what sex had been like with Jesse. He’d made her come three times. Three. She’d struggled to come at all with Trent. Even pleasuring herself, she’d never had an orgasm so intense, let alone three of them.
“Oh wow. That good, huh?”
“What?” Cassie asked.
“Your face. It says it all.”
Averting her gaze back to the television, Cassie picked up the remote. “You ready?”
Brie leaned back and propped her feet on the coffee table. “Let’s see if Paul can save the spice world.”
Cassie shook her head and hit play.
* * *
Jesse stood under the shower, letting the warm water wash away the shit day he’d had. Every time he thought he’d uncovered the last of the previous manager’s mistakes, he discovered a new one. And to top things off, it had taken him over two hours at the bank to get all the documents he needed.
He looked up, letting the water hit him in the face, then stepped out of the spray and ran his hands over his face and hair to remove the excess water. His muscles were tight with pent-up energy. He’d already spent an hour at the gym trying to work off his frustration, but it hadn’t done much.
Turning off the water, he stepped out of the shower and began drying off. He wished Cassie had been able to come over tonight. She would have been able to relive his tension.
He hung up the towel to dry and exited the bathroom. The cooler air in his bedroom prickled his skin. He sat on the edge of the mattress and flexed his shoulders and neck before checking the clock. It was almost nine thirty. Surely, Cassie and Brie would be done with their movie by now.
Propping himself against the headboard, he reached for his phone. She answered on the second ring. “Hello?”
“Hi, baby.” All she’d said was hello and he was already feeling better. “How was your movie night with Brie?”
“It was good. We watched Dune. The new version. Not the Patrick Stewart one.”
Jesse grinned. “I don’t think I’ve seen the new one.”
“It was good. Better than the original.”
He heard rustling around in the background. “Did I catch you at a bad time?”
“No.” More rustling. “I was just cleaning up the kitchen and starting the dishwasher.”
“Did you want me to call you back?” He was hoping she’d say no.
“No. I’m good. Heading to my room now.”
The only part of her apartment he’d seen so far was the living room, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t thought about her bedroom. He heard some more noise, then the sound of a door closing.
She released a contented sigh. “Safely tucked away in my room now.”
He chuckled even as his groin tightened at the thought of her in her room and what he’d like to do to her if he were there with her. His cock was already semi-hard. It wouldn’t take much to get him fully erect.
“How’d it go at the bank?”
It took a moment for his brain to switch gears. “About as well as could be expected. In the end, I got what I needed.”
“That’s good.” She paused. “Horse hooey!”
Jesse laughed. “Did I miss something?”
“Sorry. I forgot to call my mom today.”
“Do you normally call your mom on Thursdays?” He wasn’t understanding her obvious distress over not phoning her mother.
“No.”
He was missing something. “What is it, Cass?”
“I got a text from my brother today and I sort of let it slip about us. Well, not us, exactly, but he knows I’m seeing someone.”
As confessions went, this was rather tame. And he was having trouble figuring out how they’d gone from her not calling her mom to a text from her brother. “Okay. I’m not seeing the issue.” From her tone, she clearly thought this was a problem.
“Bradley is…” She paused. “Well, he’s a lawyer and he tends to be like a dog with a bone about stuff like this.”
Jesse chuckled. “Baby, you’re going to need to translate. I’m not understanding why you seem so worried. Our relationship isn’t a secret. Your family was going to find out.”
“I know.”
“So what’s the problem?”
“I just don’t want him to find out about…you know.” She said the last part in a whisper.
Ah. Now the pieces were coming together. At least as far as her brother was concerned. “Cass, it’s fine. We’re both adults. What we do together is none of his business.”
“I know that, too. But that’s not what I meant.” She paused. “I mean, I guess that’s part of what I meant.” She blew out a breath. “I’m dating my boss’s son. And I’m letting him do kinky stuff to me.”
He laughed. “We haven’t even scratched the surface on the kinky stuff I want to do to you.”
“Jesse!”
He tried to stifle his laugh this time. “I don’t think you have anything to worry about. On the kinky front, I mean. As for the other? I can’t change who my father is.”
“I know.” He could almost see her sitting there, her head bowed, her mouth in the cutest pout.
Jesse wished he were there with her. Phones were great for business transactions and quick check-ins. They were not stellar for comforting someone’s fears. “If he finds out about the kinky stuff, then we’ll deal with it. Until then, there’s no reason to spend your energy worrying about it.”
She sighed.
When she didn’t continue, he decided to redirect the conversation back to her mother. “What does this have to do with forgetting to call your mom?”
“Bradley texted me saying my youngest brother, James, is in town and she wanted us all to come over for dinner tomorrow night. But we’re having dinner with your parents, so I can’t go. Which is why I needed to call my mom. To let her know I can’t be there.”
“I can call my parents and reschedule.”
“No. Your mom is expecting us. James will be back in town in the next month or two and I can always video chat with him. I don’t want your mom to think I’m flighty.”
“You’re my dad’s personal assistant. My mom isn’t going to think you’re flighty.” The suggestion was comical. While his dad wasn’t a demanding boss, he did expect his assistant to be competent. There was no way Blake Masters would put up with an assistant who blew off her commitments.
“I want to make a good first impression.”
“You’ve met my mom before, Cass.” He was pretty sure she’d met her multiple times. Florence Masters was known to drop in unannounced whenever she felt like it.
“Not as your girlfriend.”
“Baby, you have no need to be nervous. My mom likes you. You being my girl isn’t going to change that.” He needed to change the subject and get her mind off both their families. “Are you in your bed?”
“Yeah…”
“Are you lying down?”
He heard movement.
“Now, I am.”
Smiling, he closed his eyes and let his mind picture her lying in her bed. “Are you wearing pajamas?”
“Yes.” The word came out in a soft breath.
“Close your eyes. I want you to cup your breast with your free hand. Is your nipple hard?”
“No.”
“Well, we’re going to make it hard.” He wrapped his hand around his cock and began stroking from base to tip. It was early and they weren’t in any rush. “Take your thumb and forefinger and tug on your nipple.”
“Okay.”
“Now, I want you to keep pulling, but I want you to twist it too. Pretend it’s my fingers playing with your tits. Don’t be gentle. I want those babies nice and hard and sensitive.”
He felt her moan in his cock.
“That’s it. You know you like a little pain. Can you feel it in your pussy?”
“Yes.”
“Are you wet, baby?”
“Yes.”
Sometime soon, he was going to recreate this scene, but with him being in the room watching her. The image he was conjuring in his head was hot as hell. He knew the real-life version would be ten times better.
“I want you to touch yourself between your legs. Tell me how wet you are.”
The other end of the line was quiet for a few moments, then he heard her suck in a breath. “I wish you were here.”
His breath caught in his throat. “So do I, baby. Tell me how wet you are.”
“My fingers are covered.” She paused. “I want your cock in me, Sir. I want you to fill me up like you did last night.”
Where had his shy girl gone? Tonight, she wasn’t blushing or being coy. He figured it had to be because they were on the phone, but it made him realize how much of a sex kitten she must be deep inside. Whether she knew it or not, Cassie was a kinky girl.
“Put your fingers inside yourself. Fuck your pussy for me.”
Her breathing picked up. “It’s not the same.”
“I know, baby. My hand isn’t the same as having your pussy wrapped around my cock either, but I’ll have you in my bed again tomorrow night.”
She moaned and he knew it wouldn’t take much to get her off. He was close himself.
Jesse reached for the lube in his bedside drawer, coated his hand, and resumed the up and down motion that had him teetering on the edge. “Spread your juices around and lubricate your clit. Make sure it’s nice and wet, okay?”
A few moments later, her voice came through the phone sounding as if she were in the middle of a run. “I’m so close.”
“Not until I say, Cass. You don’t come until I tell you to.”
She let out a frustrated whine. It both amused and aroused him.
As a new submissive, he didn’t want to test her limits too much. He wanted this to be a positive experience. Something he could build on. “Keep rubbing your clit. Don’t stop.”
Jesse listened to her moans, the catches in her breath. He was ready to explode himself, but he was holding out. Waiting for her.
He heard a subtle change in the tenor of her moans and knew it was time. “Now, Cass.”
She sucked in a breath, then he heard the glorious sound of her release. Cum shot out of his cock, covering his hand as he listened to her climax through the phone. He’d had phone sex before, but with Cassie, it had felt more intimate. This wasn’t only about getting each other off.
He carried the phone into the bathroom so he could clean up. She hadn’t said a word in several minutes even though her breathing had returned to normal. “You still with me?”
Cassie sighed. “I don’t know. I think I may have been transported to another world. You might have to come get me. Orgasms are so much better with you.”
“Is that so?”
“Yep.” The word was drawn out on a yawn.
“Go to sleep, baby. I’ll pick you up in the morning. Oh, and make sure you pack a bag. I plan on bringing you home with me after dinner.”
“Okay.”
He chuckled. “Good night.”
Another yawn. “Night.”