His body tensed, and his cock spasm and pulse inside me as he groaned aloud. I felt spurts of his hot seed fill me, and he rocked against me, using my body to steady himself. He nuzzled against the back of my neck for a moment, still twitching inside me, both of us breathing hard. Then I felt him disengage, and I collapsed gratefully on the soft bed.
Rick lay down beside me. We said nothing for long minutes, both panting, exhausted. Finally, he grabbed my hand, his fingers entwining with mine. I moved closer to him, pillowed my head on his shoulder.
“You’re kinda commanding in the bedroom, huh?” I whispered, minutes later.
He laughed quietly. “I hope that isn’t a problem for you.” There was a slight questioning tone, a slight vulnerability.
I ran my fingers lightly over his chest. Kissed his shoulder. “No. Its just… something I’ve never experienced.”
He turned his head slightly toward me. “Did you like it?”
I raised up, supporting myself on one arm, and kissed him lazily. My full breasts pressed against his arm. “Mmhmm.” I had. There had been an intensity I’d never felt, a thrill deep in my core at following his commands.
“Good. Because I was restraining myself.” He smiled.
My heart fluttered. “Oh really?”
In answer he kissed me, stroked my hair.
“I’m intrigued.” I confided.
I’d considered going home but laziness won out. Instead I entwined myself in Rick’s luxurious sheets and slept, his arms wrapped around me.
When I woke in the morning he wasn’t in the bed. I showered in the ensuite bathroom, then wandered the apartment, and found him in the kitchen, wearing only boxers, and making what I thought were supposed to be pancakes.
“Good morning, boss.” I said, sneaking up on him and snaking my arms around his chest. “Shouldn’t we both be getting ready for work right about now?”
He laughed. “Yes, we probably should.” He put the spatula down, turned off the stove, and turned around to take me in his arms. “But you don’t have to worry about that. You can take your time today.” He kissed me gently. “I have a new apartment lined up for you. I’ll take you to see it later.”
I smiled. I had forgotten about that. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to move, but I would take a look. It couldn’t hurt.
“ Thank you for last night.” Rick said quietly. His blue eyes were serious, even if there was a half-smile on his face.
“Thank you for last night.” I replied.
“I mean it.” He said. “ You’re everything I want in a woman. I think you are just what I need, Jessie.”
Melting against him, I wrapped my arms around his neck. “I’m glad. I enjoy pleasing you. I want to help you. However I can — work, or otherwise.”
His smile widened, and I could tell he was pleased by my words. Then he grew solemn again. “One thing, Jess…”
I raised my eyebrows enquiringly.
“I don’t like to share.”
“Few men do.” I grinned. “Besides,” I added truthfully, “I don’t want to be with anyone else.”
He toyed with my hair, eyes wandering over my face. “I’m glad. I want you to be all mine.”
Then I sat up on the kitchen bench next to the stove. Rick fed me one of his pancakes, which were awful, and I told him so. He kissed the syrup off my lip, and we were lost in each other for a while longer.
“Are you mine?” He murmured in my ear, as my legs wrapped around his waist.
“Yes,” I answered wholeheartedly.
