Chapter 20
Iwoke up to feel the tip of Gabe’s cock, pressing eagerly against my already slick opening. I was ecstatic he’d kept his word and hadn’t disappeared while I slept. There was a different look in his eyes, than I’d seen before. He appeared less stressed and standoffish than usual. Had I finally cracked the Gabriel code? I hoped all our issues were things of the past and waking up together was a clean slate for us.
“Good morning, Rose.”
It was a work day, and I was about to question him if we had time for more sex, when he answered my unspoken question.
“You went through quite a lot yesterday.” He shoved his huge cock inside my aching pussy. “So we slept in.” He bent my knees toward my ears. “But that is okay. I let Yula know to field calls to Lincoln in the meantime, and not to bother us unless it was a real emergency.”
Holy hell! I liked this 2.0 version of Gabriel and would take it any day. “Are you sure? I don’t want my boss to punish me for being late.”
“Good point.”
He pulled out and flipped me over like I weighed nothing. He gripped my nape and pressed me down until my forehead rested on the mattress and forced my ass into the air. I still had that plug inside. When he swung his hand, spanking the still tender skin on my ass, I tried to wiggle away the discomfort, but it only increased the sensation from the plug still seated deep in my anus.
“Aren’t you a naughty disrespectful PA. Such a bad girl,” he crooned.
His dirty talk was making my clit throb deliciously. Keep it up, Dom man, my inner goddesscrowed with delight. The sound of skin on skin was loud in the room but I didn’t care if the entire world heard my spanking, or my cries of delight, because it was well worth any price.
“What’s this?” He ran a finger between my swollen puffy lips, gathering the slickness, and rubbed it around the base of the plug.
Then he spanked both holes at the same time, stealing my breath with a surge of new sensations. I’d never slept with anything inside of me before. Hell, I hadn’t really ever spent the night with anyone I’d had sex with as it was always just a pleasure exchange for me. And never had I ever felt my holes being spanked simultaneously.
I wasn’t sure if I liked it and attempted to scramble out of his reach. But he gripped my hips and slid his cock back inside my tight sheath. He felt so damn good! “Is this my punishment for being late, boss?” I smiled into the sheets. Of course, I’d had to bait the lion.
“You’ll have to wait and see, Amora.”
I’d forgotten that name and it all came back, what he called me, what we’d committed to, he and I, just became an us. I was so excited to be a we with the sexiest man I’d ever met.
He flipped us with me on top facing the opposite direction. Gabe gripped my cheeks and bounced me on his cock. The angle was new to me and provided an instant charge to my sensitive clit.
“Fuck!” Gabe hissed.
Clearly, I wasn”t the only one enjoying the new pleasure spot, or the view. I gripped Gabe’s thighs and watched my breasts bounce in the mirror opposite the bed.
“Come with me, Amora… now!”
He didn’t have to tell me twice. I felt a torrent release inside of me, a tidal wave that tilted my universe when it crashed to the shore. After we’d caught our breath, he rolled us onto our sides.
“If that is your idea of punishment, remind me to be late every day.”
“Don’t worry, Rose, I have a lifetime to come up with unique ways to punish you.”
His words were dark and husky and unleashed a coil inside of me. He made me feel delightfully dirty in a way I never had before.
“Hold still. I’ll take the plug out now, then you can have a shower while I make us some breakfast.”
No argument from me. I held still while he tugged the plug out of my bottom. I felt surprisingly empty when I stepped into the shower. The hot water was heaven. I hadn’t realized how sore I was from yesterday, and tired but pleasantly so, like a workout that keeps humming through your body hours later. I toweled dry and threw on one of his t-shirts. Leaving the confines of his bedroom, I inhaled and followed the wonderful aroma of bacon and eggs.
My stomach rumbled in anticipation of being filled. When had I last eaten? Breakfast yesterday—no damn wonder I was starving. “This smells delicious,” I said, taking a seat at the breakfast bar.
He passed me a loaded plate and a mug of coffee. “I could get used to this.” It was an off-handed remark but it resonated in the space between us. My doubts sprang up about how he would treat me at work today. After everything that had happened, I didn’t know if I could pretend any longer that we weren’t together. I wanted to ask him to clarify the guidelines for our work behavior, but at the same time, I didn’t want to burst whatever glorious happy bubble we were currently in.
I offered to clean up while he got ready but he told me to hustle down to my place and get ready for the day. The bubble popped and it was back to reality. I controlled my reaction so he wouldn’t see how disappointed I was.
I had a head start on him and decided to give him a sexy dance in front of the camera as I removed his shirt. I grasped my breasts and thrummed my nipples. Then winked and blew him a kiss.
I was finishing with my make up when Gabe appeared in the doorway to my bathroom.
He eyed me up and down. I was in a pair of French stockings, the ones with the seam down the back, stilettos, a gray knit pencil skirt, a soft pink corset peeked through the sheer white blouse adding a promiscuity to my look. My hair was hanging in long, loose waves over one shoulder.
I glanced at him in the mirror as I applied my lipstick. I deposited it in my purse and announced I was ready, but Gabriel didn’t move. “Something wrong, boss?” I couldn’t hold back a little smile.
He sniffed around me like a beast on the prowl. Slowly, he slid my skirt over my ample hips, gripping both ass cheeks in his strong hands. So, I wasn’t wearing any underwear. I caught his gaze in the mirror and smirked.
“If you wear this to work, I won’t get anything done. Put on pants.”
I sighed as if exasperated but smiled to myself as I dug through my walk-in for a pair of pants. He never said what kind of pants, I thought wickedly, and came out a minute later wearing tight jeans, with a waist-length cardigan sweater that had all the buttons open but two.
“How’s this?” I spun around and wiggled my ass at him. Then turned back around to see a dark look in his eyes.
“Don’t you have any clothing that won’t make every man in your radius stare at your body?”
I shrugged. “No, sorry. I guess you’ll just have to deal with having a hot girlfriend.”
His eyes narrowed, but he didn’t say anything else. Twenty minutes later, we parked, and I don’t know why, but my anxiety about how today would go overwhelmed me. When Gabe came around the car and opened my door, I knew I had to swallow down my nerves, they were unfounded after all. This was a new day, and a new beginning with a man who loved me.
“Are you ready to take on the day, Rose?” His words and his expression didn’t quite jive and I wondered what he was up to.
“Absolutely.” I straightened my shoulders and marched up the walkway to the entrance. As I was about to step through the door, Gabe grabbed my hand and held it firmly in his.
“We’ll meet this head on, Amora.” He winked.
I was confused and about to ask him what he meant when we’re met by Yula. “Congratulations, you two. I’m so happy for you both,” she gushed.
What the heck! I felt like Alice tumbling down the rabbit hole. Gabe answered for both of us and then hustled me down the hall to a supply room, where he opened the door and yanked me inside.
“You’re killing me, Rose.” He squeezed my ass and I wrapped my hands around his neck, standing on my tippy toes. His mouth closed the distance between us and he claimed my lips with a nip before his tongue delved deep inside my mouth. I ground against his front when we heard voices getting louder. We held still and waited for them to pass us. Once the coast was clear, we stepped out of the closet.
“Gabriel what is going on?” I asked as we walked down to his office.
“About damn time, Gabe, Congratulations, you two,” Lincoln said, slapping Gabe on the shoulder, and sending me a wink.
“What did you do?”
“I sent out a company-wide email.”
“What?” I scurried to my office and logged on to my computer and read the email.
Attn: Employees and Contractors of GH
I looked up and saw Gabe standing on the other side of my desk. “You sent it to the contractors too?”
Gabe nodded.
This email is to disclose that Rosette Dodds and Gabriel Dakos have entered into an exclusive and consensual relationship. In entering into this relationship, we both understand and agree to the following:
We acknowledge that the social relationship between us does not violate GH’s policies and that entering into the social relationship has not been made a condition or term of employment.
“Did you seriously cross out ‘without public displays of affection’?”
“I did.”
I shook my head. “You are crazy, you know that? You’ve done a complete one-eighty from before, why the change of heart? On second thought, don’t answer that, I don’t want to know.”
“I have to get to work. I’ll see you later.” He leaned down and gave me a kiss to end all kisses and left me stunned and swaying on my feet, in a half-sitting position. I fell back into my chair and took a breath before tackling my emails for the day. I was almost done when a programmer from IT appeared at my door.
“What can I help you with, Dave?”
“Mr. Dakos sent me.”
My curiosity piqued. “Oh? To do what exactly?”
“The boss wanted a full scan of your face, including retinal recognition.”
This felt like my first test to what I’d claimed in my hours of desperation yesterday. Instead of feeling incensed at the extra security measures Dave would be setting up at Gabe’s request, I felt loved and that was a very first for me.
“What does this do?” I asked when he was done.
“It allows our tracking software to follow you any time you’re in view of one of our cameras, or the many our system can hack into on a regular basis.”
I rolled my eyes but chuckled to myself after Dave left. This was just the beginning of what I assumed would be a long journey with a strange man, but one I wouldn’t trade for anything.