Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
“I thought you might be worn out, so I let you sleep,” he says as the towel drops and he pulls on a pair of boxer briefs. Then he moves towards the bed, towards me. Lying next to me, he pushes some of my hair out of my face. He’s looking at me with that same hungry gleam he always gets when we touch. There’s softness behind his eyes, and it pulls my heart closer to his.
“I could lie here forever,” I tell him. He leans in, placing a kiss on my bare shoulder, his slight beard tickling me.
“I have an event tonight that I can’t miss. If you want to stay here, that’s fine. Or you can come with me.” He trails his fingers down my arm, making goose bumps break out on my skin. A single touch from him and my body instantly ignites.
“Hmm.” I moan as he starts to trail kisses down my arm where his finger left off.
My eyes fall closed, and my body has a delicious ache to it. My thighs have been spread wide all day for him, and I can feel the unused muscles reminding me of his treatment. He was either taking me repeatedly or placing his mouth between my thighs. But either way, they were open.
I hear him mumble something about me being edible, but I can’t even open my eyes as I feel him move from the bed. I must drift off for a moment, because when I wake up, I find a plate of food sitting on the night stand.
Missing him, I pull myself from the bed, taking the sheet with me. I want his warmth back, and I go in search of it. I really don’t want to go to an event tonight. I know I’ll have to dress up. But it’s worth it to be at his side. It’s something I’ll need to get used to. This is his life, after all, and after today I want to be a part of it. Not just because I am paid to do so, but because I want to be. He makes me feel different. Makes me feel things I never felt before. Not only that but he stirred something deep inside me when he bossed me around. When he got a little pushy, I felt like I could let go for once. It had been so long since I didn’t have control, so the loss of it was so erotic. I let him take over and didn't have to think about anything else. Only him. All I had to concentrate on was what he was doing to my body and all the pleasure he was giving me.
I’m only his assistant, I remind myself. But it didn’t feel like that was all this was. Not with the way he treated me today. Not with the things he’d said to me as we made love, telling me I belonged to him and that I was his; that he’d always take care of me.
He’d even told me between rounds of sex that he’d taken care of my grandpa. I lay there as he fed me snacks, and he told me he took care of everything. That his having a place to stay would never be a worry of mine again, whether I was working for him or not. I started to cry and he kissed away my tears and made love to me all over again. No, this is more than a boss and a secretary. It has to be. I can feel it.
Heading down the hallway, I wrap the sheet a little tighter around my body and stop at the end of the hallway, looking for Mason. When I don’t see him, I walk towards his office, which is on the other side of the house. I push open the door and freeze when I see him and Finn Crate, his business partner, in tuxes and drinking from tumblers. I haven’t had any meaningful interaction with Finn, but I’ve seen him around the office once or twice.
“Back to the bedroom,” Mason snaps, stepping in front of Finn and blocking him from my view. The coldness on Mason’s face returns, making a knot form in my throat. I turn, leaving the room and letting the door fall closed behind me.
“Maybe you go through assistants like you do because you’re an asshole,” I hear Finn say, making me pause.
“Speaking of which, I need another,” Mason says.
I know I shouldn’t be listening, that I should walk away and go back to my room, but I’m rooted to the spot. I close my eyes, my heart wracked with pain. Yes, go back to my room like a good little plaything, because that’s what I am. The worst part is, he’s replacing me.
“Another? So you’ll have two?” Finn asks the same thing I was wondering.