Chapter Forty-Five: What Is This For?

Alyssa

As I’m focused on my work at my desk, a notification pops up on my cell. It’s not a message or email; it tells me I have received two thousand dollars into my account. What the fuck. I grab it to get a better look. Him sending me two thousand dollars randomly? I’m not sure, but I check the transaction details and notice it’s from Wyatt. What’s the reason? I need to find out and send it back to him.

I spring to my feet and immediately head towards his office. He’s on a call. I pace his office, waiting for him to finish. It’s clear that I’m irritated, and he’s well aware. He watches me with a smirk on his lips because he knows the reason. I stop and stand in front of his desk. With my arms crossed over my chest, I tap my foot on the floor. He finally ends the call.

“What is your reason for being rude and impatient while I was on a call?” he asks, getting to his feet and placing his hands on his desk.

I react with an eye-roll. “You’re aware of the reason. Why did you put money into my account?”

He approaches, leans on his desk, and gestures for me to come nearer. I obey and stand in front of him. His hand rests on my hip as he brings me closer. “It is for you to go shopping and get some sexy lingerie for this weekend.”

“I don’t require that much money. I have money. I have the means to purchase it on my own,” I state firmly, keeping eye contact with him to show I am standing my ground.

I see a shift in his facial expression. His jaw tightens, showing his clear irritation. Fantastic! Another lecture is about to begin.

“We’ve gone over this before. Anything you require, I’ll pay for it, not you. It isn’t up for discussion,” he says firmly.

“Yes, I know we have, but this is ridiculous. This much money for lingerie is unnecessary. Why the need for the financial… things?” I don’t want to fight, but I struggle to understand some things. It’s not so much about the dynamics, but rather the financial aspect. What is the need for him to take care of me financially?

He breathes out heavily and tousles his hair with his fingers. With closed eyes, he inhales deeply. “It’s my duty, that’s why. I already shared all of this with you. Everything changed the moment you agreed to be my submissive, Alyssa. You agreed to give me everything, and I’m not just talking about your body. I mean your trust, too. That is a lot. It is a lot to give up for someone. It’s my duty to take care of you in any way I can. Why do you see that as a bad thing?”

His eyes appeared softer, while his voice sounded calmer. He wasn’t as angry as I expected.

“Taking care of myself is something I’m used to, Wyatt. I am independent. I’ve always been independent and never had to depend on anyone. It’s what I’m familiar with,” I answer honestly.

He reaches out and tenderly brushes my hair away from my face. “You still can be independent, but there are just certain things you need to let me take care of for you. My goal is to make sure you have everything you need and want. Can you just come to terms with and accept that?”

I guess there are worse things he could be offering me.

“Okay, as long as you don’t go too far. I require some time to adapt to it.”

He pauses to consider it for a moment. “Yes, I can do that. Promise me that if there’s anything you can’t afford, you’ll ask me for it.”

It’s unlikely that will occur. I can afford everything I need.

“I promise.”

He smiles and dips down to kiss me softly. I respond with pleasure, turning the kiss. He spins us around and places me on his desk. Fortunately, his blinds are down and the door is closed; otherwise, we’d be entertaining everyone. He separates my legs and positions himself in between, gently caressing my exposed thighs as I’m dressed in a dress today. Under his rough fingers, my skin heats up, and I can’t help but whimper. He breaks away from the kiss and moves his lips to my neck, then drags them along my skin and positions them next to my ear. “I’m excited for a naughty weekend with you.”

“Mmm, me too. Sir, is there something specific you would like me to purchase?” Purring softly, I run my fingers down his chest in a sensual manner.

“Feel free to choose, as long as at least one of your choices is leather.” He groans and his teeth sink into my neck.

I cry out and entangle my fingers in his hair. “Why leather?”

“I love a woman in leather. It’s incredibly sexy. Do you want me to come with you? I know the perfect place?”

I have bought lingerie before, but not often and not a lot. “Yes, you can come with me and show me what you like. Though I get to buy one thing without you seeing what it is.”

His fingers dig into my thighs. “I won’t say no to a sexy little surprise.”

“When do you want to go?”

“We can go at lunch,” he says and takes a few steps back.

I pout at him, showing my disapproval of his action. “You can’t fire me up and then stop.”

His lips curl up in a seductive smirk. “Yes, I can. Get back to work. You still have things to do,” he commands.

I hop off his desk. “Fine,” I complain before retreating back to my office.

I attempt to disregard the longing I feel between my legs, the reminder of my intense desire for him. He’s likely sitting at his desk, wearing a smug expression, aware that I’m feeling aroused.

I take some water and pull myself together the best I can, returning to my desk. There’s a ton of work I need to finish before lunch. I am excited about going lingerie shopping with him. It will make the trip more fun having him there with me. When it comes to things like this, I tend to be quite shy. I have no shame about it. Why would I be? It makes me feel awkward, but Wyatt will help. He has a better understanding of his preferences than I do.

Our weekend should be interesting. I feel a mix of excitement and nervousness about entering the secret room. I want to play and discover new things with him. At first, certain things might freak me out. I’m more driven by curiosity than I am by fear of the unknown. I’ll have to wait and see what happens this weekend.