“I don’t want anyone else making you come. You’re going to be all mine.” His eyes are so intense and sure.
I swallow. Does he mean a relationship? Right after sex? I hesitate and turn him around so he can’t see my face. I rub soap on his back slowly. What am I supposed to say? Tonight was…not what I expected, but anything more than casual feels too intense. “You know I feel strongly about you too… But everything’s just…”
“I know what I want Claire. I want you.”
“If my dad finds out… If anyone finds out…”
“Your dad will be a challenge, but I don’t care about the other stuff. Only about how you feel. That’s all that matters.” He turns around and gently strokes my neck.
I finally meet his eyes. The sex was so good, tonight was good, but a relationship? That’s a big leap for me. Even if he’s the only guy to sexually satisfy me…ever. Even if I’ve had a crush on him for five years.
“You don’t have to answer right away.” His soapy hand captures mine as he smiles. “This conversation can wait.”
I chew my lip, then catch the glint of the diamond ring around my finger. It feels heavier, but I don’t want to take it off either. He tugs me against him and slides his hand between my legs, gently rubbing my clit, then teasing my pussy until I moan.
“Still greedy?”
“You feel good,” I murmur.
He nips my shoulder. I know he still wants an answer. I gently push his hand away. “No coercing.”
“I would never.” But the look in his eyes isn’t half as innocent. It’s like he got caught doing something naughty and isn’t sorry about it. “I just want to make you come again.”
I press my forehead to his chest. “Let’s try it.”
“Making you come again?”
“No.” I shove his arm, while laughing, then wrap him in a hug. “We can try a casual relationship. Let’s just go slow.”
“I can do casual.”
“Yeah, we’ll see.” I tease, biting him lightly.
As expected, he spanks me and chuckles. “We’ll try slow at least. I promise to make you happy.”
Even as he says he’ll go slow, his fingers are teasing me again, trying to get between my thighs. I point at him, serious. “But you have to behave at work. I like my job.”
“I hear the boss is a dick.”
“No.” I shake my head and wrap a hand around his half-hard cock. “But his dick is good.”
He chuckles and kisses me hungrily, only parting when my hand tightens around him. “Let’s start this by having you stay the night. We’ll worry about everything else later.”
Agreeing to that plan is easier than agreeing to a relationship. We rinse off and end up back in bed. I melt into the plush robe while enjoying the view. James only has a towel slung around his hips. Leaving his muscular chest and six-pack abs free for me to ogle. I bite my lip and he chuckles. He strokes the low neckline of my robe, following it to the sash.
“If you keep looking at me like that, I won’t be able to resist.”
“Resist what?”
“Going for round two.”
“Think you could handle another round, Daddy?” I slowly undo the bow at my hip.
James shoves my robe open and litters soft kisses and punishing bites down my body. For every whimper, he makes me moan. He holds my left leg and kisses the inside of my knee. “I’m suddenly starving.”
I lick my lips. “I’m sure you have something in your massive kitchen.”
He kisses further up my thigh. “Why would I leave when I have a feast right here.”