“Yes, ah, yes, sir.”
My cock jerks when she calls me sir, and she licks her lips.
I turn and walk out, then close the door behind me and head back to the shower. There’s no way I’m going to sleep until I work myself into exhaustion with my hand on my cock, fantasies of Diamond in my mind and her name on my lips.
8
Diamond
Mama purrs loudly as she eats her breakfast. She is more than enjoying her new home. I find another bowl in the cabinet and put some water into it, placing it next to her food. I’ve been up for a bit and already did some snooping.
I opened almost every door except for the one I heard Devlin’s voice coming from. I’m guessing it’s his office. His bedroom had been empty. I put myself to work making his bed, which didn’t take much effort.
There isn’t really anything to put away. For a man, he’s rather clean. I’m really not sure what he is expecting of me as his assistant, which is something he and I will have to talk about. That way I have a clearer picture of what I’m responsible for.
“I’ll make him breakfast,” I tell Mama.
I need something to keep me busy. I’m worried how things are going to go when I see him today. I’d asked him to kiss me. I still can’t believe I did that. Way to make it more awkward than it already is going to be. Though he didn’t seem bothered at all last night.
Excitement fills me when I open the fridge and see it fully stocked with goods. Cooking is my second favorite thing to do besides dancing. When I was young, my father would let me cook with the chef, but as I got older my food was restricted, and I was only allowed to have what was given to me. It was another way my father tried to control me.
Don’t go there, I remind myself. When I left, I told myself to leave all that baggage behind. Those thoughts won’t help me in building a new life for myself. They will only weigh me down. I’m not going to let my father take away this ounce of excitement I’m having about getting to cook this morning. I haven’t done it in so long that I’m looking forward to it.
I quickly grab a bunch of things out of the fridge and place them on the counter. Next, I open a few of the cabinets and drawers until I find whatever cooking utensils I need. Once I have everything, I get to work.
“Morning.” I gasp when a hand comes down on either side of me on the counter. “You cook too?”
I peek over my shoulder at him. “I thought you might like breakfast.”
“I could eat.” A smile pulls at his lips. I notice he has a dimple in his cheek. “Did you want another kiss?”
I turn in his arms to face him. “Do you want to kiss me?” I’m still finding it hard to believe his attraction to me. My father always complained that he could never find anyone to marry me. Now, the most handsome man I’ve ever seen wants my kisses.
“I want to do so many things to you.”
When he talks like that, I think I lose my mind a little. No one has ever said things like that to me. My father never would’ve allowed it, and once I finally got away from him, I did my best to keep to myself. I’d grown up around cruel men, and I wasn’t interested in being ridiculed any longer. But after last night—with Devlin promoting me, bringing me to his home, what I saw in the shower, and oh my God, that kiss. It’s like, over the course of the last few hours, I’ve stepped into an alternate reality—one where I’m sought-after, where I can get a job to support myself, where there’s a gorgeous man who wants nothing more than to touch this body that my father and his men so hated. It’s a peculiar rush, one I rather like.
“Well?” Devlin leans closer, his big body radiating heat yet giving me chills.
I’m in over my head, but when he looks at me like this, I don’t care. “You may kiss me—” His mouth covers mine before I can finish getting the words out.
This kiss isn’t like last night. His tongue presses past my lips as he devours my mouth. A groan rumbles from deep in his chest as his fingers grip my hair. He tilts my head back more to deepen the kiss.
I gasp for air when he suddenly jerks back. His chest rises and falls quickly under my hands. My lips tingle. I have to press my thighs together at the throb that has formed between them. My mind drifts to thoughts of how it would feel if he kissed me the same way down there.