Chapter Forty-Eight

I hope she doesn’t run.

Wyatt

I have to admit, I’m feeling nervous about tonight. There are only two likely outcomes. She either runs, or enjoys what she sees, and we’re in for a fun weekend. The second choice is what I’m hoping for; I am desperate to play with her and move our relationship to the next level. Testing her limits is necessary to gauge her ability to handle it.

The day has been slow, but we are almost ready to go. She is coming straight to mine. She has her overnight bag with her. The things we bought on our recent shopping trip are already at my place. I was impatient to witness her in the outfit, particularly the see-through leather bodysuit that reveals the stomach and pelvic area. She will look unbelievably sexy wearing it. I’ll lose control and won’t be able to stop myself. My eyes fixate on the time. Although we were scheduled to stay for another hour, as the boss, I decide that we leave now. Anything else can wait until Monday.

I finish up, collect my belongings, and make my way to her office.

“It’s time for us to leave.”

“We’ve still got an hour,” Alyssa remarks as she looks up from her desk.

“I don’t care. We are leaving now. Let’s go,” I demand.

“Yes, Sir.”

Quickly, she wraps things up and gathers her belongings. She approaches me and beams with a smile. I nod and motion for her to follow me out. As we leave, a few people are staring, curious about why we can leave early while they can’t. Alyssa lowers her head, hating the stares. I ignore it because it is no one’s business. They have the freedom to believe as they please, but they will never find the courage to question me. I have no concerns.

I guide her towards the elevator, and the second the doors close, I pull her against me. “Mmm, I can’t wait for tonight. Are you nervous?” I ask, dancing my fingers over her neck.

“Yes, a little,” she admits, gulping.

I appreciate her honesty. I lean down and kiss her. I wrap my arm around her and embrace her tightly. She whimpers and, to my surprise, she takes over, and my back is soon against the elevator wall. Where did this come from? I don’t resist it. I’m fine with her taking charge temporarily, as long as it’s not a habit. The kiss is intense and passionate. It is enough to stir my cock to life. I part from her lips because I needed a second to catch my breath. The kiss leaves us breathless and panting.

Alyssa opens her eyes and chews anxiously on her lips. “Sorry, Sir, I don’t know what came over me.”

Holding her face in my hand, I reassure her, “You don’t need to apologize, kitten, but don’t expect it to happen often. And, please, don’t be nervous. If it frightens you, inform me, and we can end it there. You have the choice to leave.”

I need to be clear. If it isn’t what she wants, then we won’t work.

“I understand.”

We compose ourselves and wait to reach the ground floor. I brought her to work this morning. I didn’t see the point of taking two cars to mine. When we arrive at the car park, I rest my hand on the small of her back.

I would make us some good food, and we can have a drink before I show her. Only one because I don’t want her tipsy. Her clear mind is essential because alcohol can influence our thoughts and decisions as humans.

The goes to reach for the car door handle, but I swat her hand away.

“Hey! What was that for?” she whines.

“You should know better than to open the door in my presence.”

Her head falls forward. “Oh, yes, sorry, sir.”

I am a gentleman when it counts. She steps aside and allows me to open the door for her. Before closing, I ensure she is securely strapped in. Safety is my priority while driving. Around four years ago, I had a car accident and stayed in the hospital for a month. My passenger, who was my date, had a worse outcome than me. However, with proper care and lots of effort, she eventually recovered after a few months.

I climb into the driver’s seat and head to mine. Alyssa stares out of the window. Probably getting lost in her thoughts and wondering what she will see tonight. I let her be and rest my hand on her thigh while we drive. She lays her hand on top of mine. If she doesn’t freak out and run away, I’ll begin with something simple to gently introduce her to it. However, once she settles in, I won’t be as gentle with her, but before that, I’ll make sure to remind her of her safe words. I absolutely don’t want to cause her any harm or make her feel uneasy.

“Kitten, it’s your last chance to change your mind. I can drop you off at home if that is what you want.”

Out of the corner of my eyes, I notice her turning to face me. “Are you sure you aren’t the one who doesn’t want this, since you keep asking and saying shit like you did?”

Her voice carries a hint of irritation. I tighten my grip on the steering wheel.

“Why the fuck would you ask me something like that? I asked because I need your certainty, nothing more, and I don’t appreciate any other assumptions,” I reply through gritted teeth.

“Stop asking,” she says with a sigh.

Her voice is calmer this time around.

“Understood.”

I don’t want us to fight and ruin our night before it even gets started. That’s the end of the conversation. I focus on the road back to my house. The car is quiet, yet comfortable.

We arrive at my house and go in.

“Take your things to the spare room. Meet me in the shower in about ten minutes.” I demand, pointing to the stairs.

She acknowledges with a nod and carries out my orders. Although we’ll need to shower again later, we can have one now too because I always feel awful after a day in the office in a suit. After clean up, we can have dinner, and I will give her what she really wants. She won’t be leaving my house all weekend. Well, we might spend time outside in the yard and the pool. Other than that, she is mine for the keeping, if she doesn’t leave on her own accord after she sees my playroom.