Chapter 5 #2
“Good. There is something else that I want to address.” He made me nervous when he said that.
There wasn’t much more I could take today.
“You mentioned my last assistant. She didn’t transfer just because she was in a serious relationship.
Strictly between you and me, her relationship with the head of marketing has a kinky element to it, and she only felt comfortable with him punishing her.
She’s far too good a worker to let go, and Kyle needed an assistant. That’s why she transferred.”
It made me feel better hearing that. I wasn’t the only person staying in a relationship like this.
“Thank you for telling me. I won’t say a word to anyone about it.”
“Thank you. That is something extremely personal, and I only told you because you deserve the truth, and I didn’t want you assuming I had made her run away scared.”
I nodded. “I understand.”
“One last thing. Ever since you joined my company, I’ve dreamt about spanking your ass and then turning you around and filling you with my cock.”
I felt my face heat up, and heat pooled in my core at his admission. I opened my mouth to speak, but was too taken aback to say anything. I met his gaze, but quickly had to look away, overwhelmed by his intensity. Finally, I cleared my throat and managed to respond.
“You have?” I asked shakily.
“Yes. You’re an incredibly attractive woman, and I love your personality. You always look on the bright side. If I’d met you anywhere else, I would have given you my number.”
“Why didn’t you try?” I asked.
“For starters, I’m your boss. I didn’t want you to feel forced to go on a date with me, let alone do more.”
“Hand to God, I won’t feel that way,” I said, putting my hand over my chest as if to prove my point.
“I’m glad to hear that. Are you feeling better?”
“It depends,” I said, “are we going to go back to where we were, or are we calling it a day?”
“I’d be more than happy for you to kiss me again.”
“I’m glad you admitted that,” I said, leaning forward to lock our lips together. He pulled back for the second time in a matter of minutes. He was going to start giving me a complex.
“I wasn’t joking earlier, Theresa. I’m a Dominant inside and outside the bedroom.”
I nodded and wondered why he wanted to discuss this again.
“That means I won’t tolerate any attempt at you topping from the bottom. You do as I say. The same safewords from earlier still apply. Do you understand?”
It felt like my stomach was doing flips inside of me. I nodded quickly.
“Use your words, Theresa.”
“Sorry, Sir. Yes, I fully comprehend everything.”
“Have you even been in a relationship like this previously?
“No. I’ve never been in a kink dynamic.” His shoulders slumped down, and I felt bad about disappointing him, even though I didn’t do anything wrong. “But I have read many books about it,” I added, hoping that would prove I knew that I’d like this.
It worked, and he perked up. “Did you enjoy them?”
“Yes,” I said, my voice coming out a little airier than I’d like.
He smiled deviously. “Let's see if you like it for real, too.”
This time, he was the one to lean forward and kiss me. I moaned as our lips connected.
“You like that?” he asked, shifting so more of his body was on the bed.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Oh,” he groaned. “You have no idea what torture it has been hearing you call me that for the last three months and not being able to do anything about it.”
“Really?” I hadn’t been doing it intentionally.
“Yes.” He was now hovering over me, and it was the first time I got to see his face up close.
He had a small scar on the right side of his eyebrow and a freckle above his top lip.
He stared at me with passion in his eyes.
“I’m in charge right now. You must do everything I say.
If you begin to feel uncomfortable or like you don’t wish to do something, you may use your safewords. ”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl.” He gave me a quick kiss and then sat up.
“What are you doing?” I asked, raising myself up on my forearms.
“We both have too many clothes on. Come on, take yours off. I want to see every inch of you.”
Thanks to my punishment, I was already halfway undressed. We both scrambled to remove our clothes, throwing them to the side
“You have no idea how many times I’ve dreamt about this moment,” he growled, leaning back over me and beginning to kiss the side of my neck.
I tilted my head to give him better access.
He grabbed a fistful of my hair as he ground his hard shaft against my dripping pussy.
“You’ve turned me back into a teenager—not being able to wait thirty seconds before wanting to blow my load. ”
It was a great boost to my confidence to know how excited I made him. “You’re the boss. If you want to come now, go ahead.”
He leaned up on his forearm and squeezed my left nipple in his hand. A shooting pain ran through my body, all the way to my center.
“I’m aware of that, missy.” He released my nipple and rubbed my breast. “I was hoping to get a chance to explore your body a bit more first.”
I moaned as he switched sides, giving my right breast the same attention.
“Yes, Sir,” I murmured, before he covered his lips with mine.
He ran his hand down my stomach and settled his thumb over my swollen bundle of nerves. My whole body jerked from the strength of the sensations. He leaned back down, kissing me, as he used his thumb to rub small circles on my clit.
It didn’t take long for me to be pushed over the edge into ecstasy. I cried out, my fingers digging into the muscles of his back, and arched my neck. When the waves of pleasure stopped crashing over me, I focused enough to see him hovering above me, smiling.
“What?” I asked.
“You are more beautiful than I thought possible.”
“Thank you.” I knew I’d probably be embarrassed later on at his admission, but right now, basking in my post-orgasm bliss, it was a sweet compliment.
“Are you ready to take me?” he asked as he pushed a finger inside me.
“Oh!” I squealed in surprise. “Yes, Sir,” I moaned a moment later, as he added a second.
“Good girl.”
He pulled his fingers out of me. I wanted to protest, but I knew I was about to be filled with something better. He placed his forearms on either side of my chest, bracing his weight against the mattress. He shifted his hips, aligning his shaft with my entrance.
“Tell me if this hurts.”
He gently pushed himself inside of me, and I moaned at the delicious stretch of my inner walls. It had been far too long since I’d last had sex.
“Are you okay, Theresa?”
I realized I had closed my eyes. I reopened them to see him staring down at me intently.
“I’m more than okay,” I said, beaming up at him.
He chuckled, causing his cock to move inside of me. “I’m glad. Put your hands on my shoulders.”
I complied with his order, and he started to thrust in and out of me.
With each pump of his hips, he hit my G-spot, which was extra sensitive from my first orgasm.
That, along with the pressure being applied to my clit each time he thrust into me, was enough for another orgasm to build inside of me.
He rolled his hips forward, pushing himself deeper into me and applying even more pressure to my clit. I couldn’t help myself.
“Oh, Caleb,” I cried out as I felt my muscles tense and release.
He grunted, and I felt the warmth of his seed fill me. I barely registered letting go of his shoulders. All I could do was bask in the utter relaxation that consumed me.