Once we were home, Adam asked me to hang out in the living room while he went upstairs.
When he came back, he said, “I’ve laid out some clothes for you in the guest room. Please change into them and then come back down here.”
A mix of excitement and curiosity washed over me as I walked into the room. An entire outfit was neatly arranged on the bed.
As I started to change, I noticed there was no underwear. I checked myself out in the mirrored closet doors and liked what I saw. I looked damn good!
My nipples were clearly visible through the fitted gray and white tank top. The skirt was solid gray, made of a snug material with horizontal pleats that hit mid-thigh when I stood.
Slowly, I made my way downstairs to meet Adam. The look on his face when I walked into the living room said it all. He was pleased with his handiwork.
He was dressed in black fitted pants that hugged his slim, sexy hips, and a tapered black shirt that was untucked and partially unbuttoned, revealing his muscular chest. He was barefoot and radiated raw sex appeal.
On my knees, my deepest and most private fantasies were quickly becoming a reality. Adam stood over me for a moment before saying, “Stand, Gia, so I can admire you.”
A warm shiver ran through me. My heart pounded when I saw the outline of Adam’s bulging cock straining against his pants. He lifted my chin and kissed me passionately.
His kiss moved to my ear, and he whispered, “Gia, what is your purpose?”
“To please you, Master.”
“Good girl,” he whispered, stroking my hair. “You look very sexy. Turn around.”
I did as he asked. He was so close I could feel his hard cock pressed against the back of my thigh.
When we stopped, he turned me around. “Sit down,” he said, helping me find the seat. I felt the leather couch against my bare thighs.
A kiss startled me. My legs were spread apart by his knee. Then, to my surprise, I felt a capsule-like object pushed inside me. “Oh!” What was that?
“Put both your hands in front of you.” Adam took one of my hands. “Here’s a glass of wine.”
I took the glass. In my other hand, he placed a device and positioned my thumb over a button. He put his thumb on top of mine and made me press it. The capsule started to vibrate. The sensation was thrilling.
“Ohhh.” I let my head fall back, and a different kind of wave started to surge up through my middle. It was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. “Ahhh.”
“There’s a different setting with each push of the button,” Adam whispered in my ear, his breath warm.
My curiosity got the better of me, and I pressed the button again. This time I got an undulating pulsation that felt out of this world.
“Ahh,” I moaned again. How did he think of these things?
I could feel him watching me. “Three rules: you can’t turn it off, you can’t take it out, and you can’t cum. Enjoy yourself while I cook dinner, and remember I’ll be watching you.”
At some point, I remembered I had a glass of wine in my other hand. I slowly brought it to my mouth. Adam had chosen one of my favorites, a rich California Cabernet.
As the wine slowly trickled down my throat, my focus shifted back to the wonderful sensation inside me. Then I heard Adam say, in a low and commanding voice, “Stand up.”
I stood with the vibrating capsule still firmly in place. I was guided forward again. When we stopped, he took the wine glass and remote control, tucking it into my skirt’s waistband.
Then he lifted me up and placed my bare ass on something high enough that my feet couldn’t touch the floor. He helped me lie down on my back.
“You trust me, right?” he crooned, as if reading my thoughts.
“Yes.” I was lost in a mix of heated desire and nervous curiosity. I’d say yes to anything he asked right now.
“Put your hands above your head,” his seductive voice commanded.
I heard a chair sliding along the floor, and then suddenly, Adam grabbed my knees, placing them over what I realized were his shoulders. He must have been sitting on the chair he pulled out.
He lifted the front of my skirt. The vibrating capsule was still doing its job deep inside me when Adam’s velvet tongue took its first lick of my already pulsating pussy. I writhed and groaned.
Adam’s tongue circled around and around, sending unbearable jolts of gripping pleasure through my middle. My hands clenched as the intensity rose. The binds tightened as I tried to pull my hands down to grab his head.
Adam continued probing me with his tongue. The sensations were overwhelming. I tried to squeeze my knees.
“Keep still.” His voice was firm. “I’m going to take you all the way, I promise. Breathe. It will help you.”
I inhaled deeply again. “Ahh, please…I need…” The sensations were driving me insane!
“Not yet. Wait. Remember, I’m in charge now. You’ll get used to it.”
Finally, he said, “I’m satisfied. You can cum.”
Just hearing him say that pushed me to the brink. A few more strokes of his talented tongue and I exploded. My thighs tightened, my ass clenched, and I let go. “Oh, oh, ohhh!”
Then I lay still. The blindfold was removed. My heart pounded like I’d just run a marathon.
Adam was done with his appetizer. He didn’t say a word. He removed the capsule, then untied my wrists. He helped me to my feet. The bulge in his pants told me he was satisfied.
He pulled out a chair for me, and I sat down, still buzzing from my orgasm. The aftershocks wouldn’t stop, so I crossed my legs under the table.
He handed me my wine glass and, with a mischievous grin, said, “I hope you enjoy your dinner. I certainly enjoyed my appetizer.”
His eyes were intense. “Are you enjoying yourself so far?”
“Yes. Thank you…Master.”
His smile broadened. He really liked it when I called him that. “Good. We’re not done yet.” His eyes looked hungry for more than just food.
As we were about to finish eating, Adam slid a black velvet box across the table. “Open it.”
I reached for the box, my hands shaking with anticipation. Inside was a black velvet choker with a white-gold heart attached to it.
“Read the back of the heart,” he said.
Adam stood behind me and fastened the choker securely around my neck. “This is a reminder of who you belong to, and I want you to wear it during our times together. Understood?”
“Yes, thank you. You’re very generous.” I found myself holding the heart in my hand for a moment.
He nodded approvingly. “Stand up.”
He skillfully placed the blindfold back over my eyes. Before I could take another breath, he lifted me up over his shoulder. I squirmed as my body dangled down his back.
“Stay still. I don’t want to drop you.”
He placed me on my feet. “Put your arms behind your back.”
He tied my wrists together. Then he pulled down, making me stumble backward. I didn’t need to be reminded of who was in control. I knew it was him.
“Please kneel.”
With his help, I was lowered to my knees. I stayed like this for a few minutes until he said, “Open your mouth.”
I did and immediately felt his cock fill it.
“Suck,” he commanded.
I sucked eagerly, sliding my tongue up and down his shaft. His hand, resting on the back of my head, controlled the pace and depth.
He lifted the blindfold. “Look in the mirror,” he said as I continued to hungrily suck his cock.
Holy shit! The room was lit by candles, and I was on my knees, inches from the mirrored closet door. I was captivated by the sight of his engorged cock moving in and out of my mouth, my lips adjusting to it.
Adam’s muscular body was a sight to behold in the mirror. His stance was dominant. He owned me. I dared to look up, and yes, he was watching his cock move in and out of my mouth.
His face was serious and filled with desire. Our eyes locked for a few seconds until he tugged my hair, reminding me of my place. When he’d had enough, he commanded, “Stop. Please stand up.”
I released him from my mouth. He helped me to my feet, and my wrists were untied. “Please undress now, beautiful.” His voice was low and seductive.
My eyes were glued to his cock while I undressed. “Come here,” he growled, beckoning me with his finger. When I reached him, he pushed me down on the bed. “Get on all fours and look in the mirror.”
On the bed, I did as I was told. My breasts and face were in full view, my hair hanging over my shoulders and my back slightly arched. I was ready for whatever was coming.
Adam blocked the mirror. My view was replaced with his towering erection inches from my face. He lifted my chin upward with something.
Our eyes met, and a grin spread across his face. It wasn’t warm, it was demanding. I hadn’t seen this look before. He seemed taller, bigger, almost giant from this angle. I swallowed hard but was still incredibly turned on.
He traced the crop across my lips, down my neck, and between my breasts. It circled each of my erect nipples then continued its journey. My body arched as it glided across my belly and down between my legs.
“Ohh…,” I moaned.
Then it brushed against my clit, back and forth. I moved with it, riding the waves of heat that crashed inside me. I liked seeing it all in the mirror.
When he decided I’d had enough, he flicked the crop up under me. “Oh!” I yelped, caught off guard.
He lifted it. “Ready?”
I nodded, curiosity winning over fear. “Ouch!” I yelped as he smacked my butt with it.
“Ahh, shit,” I gasped.
I nodded as he circled my ass with his hand, gently soothing the sting.
His cock seemed to have grown even bigger. He let me admire him, holding his cock in one hand and the leather crop in the other. Now that was a sight I wanted on my bedroom wall!
Without warning, he plunged into me, deep. My body jerked forward, forcing me to brace myself with my elbows on the bed. “Ahhhh!”
I could feel my lips down there, gripping him tightly. He had one hand on my hip, guiding his deep thrusts, while the other held the black leather crop.
In the mirror, our eyes locked. I liked what I saw, us and my fantasy. The determination on his face was driving me fucking wild.
“Oh, you feel so good,” I moaned.
His cock swelled. My body jerked. His thrusts were more deliberate now. In the mirror, my face twisted as waves of pleasure surged through my entire body.
“Who do you belong to?” he roared, his pleasure also mounting.
“To you. Only to you.”
I surrendered and came over his cock. “Ah, ah, ahhh!” I cried out. Adam’s cries of delight echoed mine.
Adam’s cock kept me in place afterward. He ran his hand over where his crop had been. Then, taking a breath, he pulled out and walked into the bathroom.
Still on all fours, I waited for his return. A prickly heat pulsed within me. His voice drew my attention. “Come, let me help you up,” he said, offering his hand.
“Thank you.”
He looked so powerful. It was fitting, considering the intense pleasure he’d just given me. He was already dressed and wrapped me in a silk robe. It was silver and felt luxurious against my skin.
Holding my hand, he led me downstairs and poured us some wine.
“You were incredible tonight,” he said, handing me a full glass. “Thank you. I hope the riding crop didn’t scare you. If it’s too much, tell me. I was watching your reactions to make sure.”
“At first, I was surprised, but it turned me on. Like that time in your home office, I knew then.”
“As long as it’s something we both enjoy. It seems we both have a taste for erotic pleasures after all. I’m already planning our next one.” He touched my cheek. “This is a journey we’re both on.”
He kissed me, and it was soothing. Leaning back, he pulled me onto his lap. We sat in comfortable silence.
My eyes were still closed, even though I was awake. I could feel Adam behind me, but I never knew if he was awake or not because he always lay so still. I shifted a little to see if he was, but he didn’t move.
I rolled over, trying not to wake him, and was startled by his piercing dark-blue eyes staring at me. He was startled too, and his eyes widened.
“Oh, sorry, I thought you were asleep,” I said.
He smiled. “I’ve been awake for a while. I was thinking about last night. You were amazing, and you really impressed me, Violet. I’m really lucky to have you.”
I leaned up and kissed him, “We’re both lucky. How did you come up with that idea? I mean, the vibrating capsule and then the table. I was so turned on.” The memory excited me. “You were very well endowed last night.”
He gently massaged my back. “The more you get into it, the harder it makes me. I intend to keep you excited and wanting more. You do have a gorgeous ass.”
He kissed me, pulling me in close. “You really are something, babe.” He continued to massage me. “How does that feel?”
“It feels nice, and you’re making me horny.”
We kissed until his cell beeped, reminding him of his first conference call.
“Oh fuck.” He sounded frustrated. He gave me a quick kiss before jumping out of bed to put on a pair of track pants. I enjoyed watching his sexy body move around the room.
“Sorry, babe.” He really did look sorry, and so was I. He grabbed a T-shirt out of one of the drawers. “I’ll put on some coffee. I’ll be busy for the next hour or so.”
“Okay, I’ll be down soon.” My eyes followed him as he left the room. His butt looked really good, even in track pants.
Turning on the television, I sank into the pillows. My mind spun as I replayed last night.
Then it hit me. My greedy carnal self was highly aware of how much pleasure Adam gave me. This realization shouldn’t be a surprise, but what he did last night was intriguing, and I wanted more!
I peeked into Adam’s office. “I don’t think that approach will work,” he was saying firmly. “Get me some additional information from the accountant. I need to see their numbers.”
When he looked up and saw me, he smiled.
I mouthed to him, “Coffee?”
He gave a nod of approval. I made my way to the kitchen, filling two large mugs with coffee before tiptoeing back into his office. He was still engrossed in his phone call.
“Yeah, that seems fair. We need to get their perspective too. Let’s not jump the gun without all the facts.”
I flashed him a smile as I set his coffee down, and he returned a playful wink as I turned to leave, shutting the door behind me.
I perched myself at the kitchen island, basking in the sunlight streaming in through the expansive windows. A pang of dread hit me as I remembered my upcoming trip to Chicago. I needed to let Adam know.
Adam soon wandered into the kitchen, his coffee cup empty. “Fancy another cup, babe?”
I nodded, passing him my mug. He had such a laid-back demeanor at times. I watched him, thinking how content he must be with the success of his firm.
Adam took a seat next to me, handing me my refilled coffee. He said with a bright smile, “This place is really something. I’m glad you found it. The windows, the steel beams, it’s all so unique.”
“‘Unique’? Since when did you start using words like that?” We both burst into laughter, and then I asked, “What was that call about?”
“The merger. We stumbled upon a few unexpected issues. The other lawyers screwed up, but it’s nothing we can’t fix. We’ll sort it out.”
“That’s great, I’m sure you will. Oh, and I almost forgot, Paul wants me to fly out to Chicago in a couple of weeks. It’s just an overnight trip.”
“What’s in Chicago?” he asked.
“Not even a tiny clue?” I could see the gears turning in his head.
“You know I can’t.”
“Yeah, I get it. Just let me know the date so I can mark it on my calendar. I’ll have to find a way to get more details out of you.” He shot me a mischievous grin.
“You’re not as funny as you think, Adam,” I teased.
“I’m just messing with you. Don’t worry.”
I couldn’t help but smile. “Good. What do you feel like doing today?”
“Let’s take a walk and explore the neighborhood.”
“Sounds perfect. I’ll whip up some breakfast for a change, and then we can head out.”
“You always take such good care of me, Violet. You’re just perfect for me.”
His words filled me with warmth.
It was a beautiful fall day. The trees lining the street created a picturesque canopy overhead. Adam took my hand and asked, “Left or right?”
“Let’s go left.”
Cars were parked along the street and people were bustling about, one of the things I loved about this neighborhood. We paused in front of a park, watching families with their kids and dogs, all enjoying the day.
We then wandered into a café for a coffee break. “This neighborhood is really nice, isn’t it?” I said.
Adam nodded, taking a sip from his coffee. “Yeah, I really like it here.”
“Me too.” He leaned in to kiss me, his arm wrapping around my waist.
Our next stop was a chic boutique. Adam trailed behind me, which I found quite amusing. Every time I turned to ask his opinion, he was right there.
I picked up a large, oval-shaped wooden vase with intricate carvings. It was from Africa and clearly handmade.
“Do you think this would look good on one of the bookshelves?” I asked him. “I think it will draw the eye upward to the windows.”
“It’s nice. That’s a good idea.” He ran his hand across my butt, sending a shiver up my spine, then said, “If you like it, let’s get it. We can take it home and see how it looks.”
“I do like it and I think it’ll look great.”
I approached the cashier to pay, but before I could even reach for my purse, Adam had his credit card out. I didn’t argue, but I felt a twinge of guilt.
I wanted to contribute, but Adam wouldn’t let me. I knew he was well-off and his intentions were good, but I wanted to pull my own weight. We had plenty of time to figure that out, though.
“Now that we’re living together, I’ll get you a credit card, and then you can buy whatever you want for the place or yourself,” he said.
“I’ll have Alice take care of it next week then.”
“Great, thanks, Adam.”
He didn’t seem to pick up on the somber tone in my voice. “Let’s head back, babe, I’ll cook us dinner, and then we can just relax at home. It’s nice not having to rush around preparing for another business trip.”
“Did I just hear you say you don’t want to work? That’s a first,” I teased.
“Now that I have someone to spend time with, I’m really enjoying my downtime.”
“I bet you are.”
He looked at me. We both laughed.
He was right, though. With his hectic travel schedule, we’d been living for the weekends. He’d tried to adjust it when he could, but the merger timelines were always shifting. So I was glad he was home this week.
I remembered Ann wanted to see the place this weekend. “Would it be okay to invite Ann and Ted over for dinner tonight if they’re free?”
“It’s a bit short notice for them, but sure. Six-thirty? We can have an early dinner. Workday tomorrow.”
“Okay, I’ll text her now.”
Ann shot back a reply in no time. Five minutes, tops. I glanced at Adam. “Ann wants to know what they should bring.”
“Just themselves. I’ve got the food and drinks sorted out.”
On our way back, we swung by a bakery and picked up a loaf of crusty bread and a half-dozen cupcakes in assorted flavors for dessert. The day had been nothing short of amazing, and I was excited about spending the evening with Adam and our friends.
Adam had his heart set on making scallops with linguini, topped off with the rest of his homemade pesto sauce. “How can I help?” I asked.
“Just sit there and be beautiful. But before you do that, could you put on some music and open a bottle of wine?”
I did as he asked, setting the mood with some laid-back tunes and placing two bottles of wine on the kitchen island.
“Red or white?” I asked, wrapping my arms around his waist as he cooked. “I love the way you feel, Adam.”
He stiffened slightly. “White wine, please.”
He hadn’t said the words yet, even though I’d told him I loved him more times than I could count. But I knew he cared about me. His actions spoke volumes.
The buzzer sounded. I greeted Ann and Ted at the door and ushered them in.
“Wow,” they both exclaimed as they stepped inside.
Ann handed me a plant and a bottle of Champagne. I hugged them both, and they followed me into the kitchen to say hi to Adam, who was engrossed in cooking. We popped open the Champagne and raised a toast to our new home and wonderful friends.
With glasses in hand, the three of us explored the spacious room, leaving Adam to finish up in the kitchen. Ann looked up at the high ceiling and noticed the metal beams.
“This place is really cool,” she said. “And the patio is huge. What a view.”
Ann ran her fingers over the pool table. I showed them the rest of the upstairs before we headed back down to join Adam.
“Great place, Adam, and in a great location,” Ann said. “You guys did really well.”
Adam responded with a proud smile, “It was Violet who found it.” He looked at me.
Ann wrapped her arm around my waist, clearly thrilled for me.
Dinner was a hit. Ann helped me clear the table while Adam and Ted headed upstairs to play pool. Lifting her wine glass, Ann said, “Well, it sure looks like things are going well with you and Adam.”
“I can’t thank you enough for being there for me. It was a bit rocky at first, but we got through it. I really love him, Ann.”
“And the way he looks at you, I think he loves you too. I’m really happy for you, Vee.”
We carried another bottle of wine and four fresh glasses upstairs.
“Nice shot!” Ted was saying. “Are you a pool shark in disguise?”
Laughter echoed through the room. It warmed my heart to see Adam having a good time at home with friends. Around ten, we bid goodnight to Ann and Ted, promising to invite them over again on a Friday evening soon.
As we headed upstairs, Adam asked, “What does Ted do for a living?”
“He’s a writer for a local magazine. Why?”
“I was just wondering, that’s all.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “Let’s hit the sack, Adam.”
I’d taken to sleeping in the nude since it was what he preferred. When he climbed into bed next to me, he fondled my breasts and slid his cock deep inside me, making me moan.
