Chapter Twenty-One

Euphoria

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A MY HAD NEVER BEEN a religious woman. She’d found no evidence of, nor comfort from, any god after Graham’s passing. Neither had she sought solace in any church. But diving through the ether and backflipping in bliss, she could only think how wrong she must have been. There had to be divine intelligence in the world, didn’t there? There had to be beings more powerful than she. How else could she be flying so freely in the heavens?

How else could she feel like this?

Kyle shifting beneath her changed nothing about the ecstatic elevation nor the dizzying view.

“Hey.”

She vaguely acknowledged the loss of him between her legs as his soft voice goaded, but she couldn’t bring her eyes to open. She wasn’t ready to let the enjoyment go. Not yet. Not ever.

“Mmmm?”

“I have to move, little girl.” There was no anger in his tone. If anything, he sounded charmed by her comatose response.

“Okay.”

She really didn’t want to move. More than content with their combined heat and the insistent splashing water against her body, she’d have happily stayed there for an eternity, but she didn’t resist when he lifted her from him. It was only when he placed her onto something flat and hard that she finally persuaded her weary lids to flicker open.

“There you are.” Stretching his body beside her like a Greek god, he smiled.

She glanced around to find herself on one of the plastic seats encased in the hot tub. The water had risen to cover her breasts, and she was sitting just across from the place he’d fucked her into rapture. The view, though, was wonderfully disturbed by Kyle’s nakedness.

Her gaze scanned over his delicious hard lines, lingering on his still semi-erect manhood. He’d been magnificent inside her, just as his hands had been unbelievable on and over her body. She wanted him—even then—in her post-climatic bliss. She still craved him.

“I didn’t mean to disturb you.” He crouched in the middle of the jacuzzi and stroked her shin. “I just needed to stretch.”

“ That was astonishing, sir.” Her voice was hoarse.

“Do you feel suitably rewarded?” His blue gaze pierced her.

“Well...” She sucked her lower lip between her teeth, determined to revel in her one moment of leverage. “Rewarded for what, sir? Being exposed while I worked, dusting while I was gagged, or being spanked over your settee?”

Her sex clenched at the long, tantalizing list of scintillating tasks she’d already endured for him. She couldn’t have imagined doing any of them before she’d come to his house, but now none of them seemed too outrageous to assent to again.

“All of the above.” He shrugged, feigning a nonchalance that was clearly not his style. Kyle was far too in control to be cavalier.

“ All of it?” She paused, throwing emphasis on the first word.

“That’s right.” He edged closer, crawling between her legs until he was close enough to wrap his arms around her back and pull her toward him. She slid against his skin, relishing the sense of surrender as her legs wrapped around him. “ All of it.”

“Absolutely not.” Her heart beat faster at her teasing tone. She was playing with fire, trying to negotiate with the man who had it all—who owned the huge house, the restaurant, and employed the staff—but the idea of brushing the dangerous only intensified the thrill. He still had all the power. She knew that, but it was exciting to pretend, fun to think she could barter with the boss. “For such extreme tasks, I’d be looking for far greater remuneration.”

“You think they were extreme?” He tilted his head, as though pondering on her critique, but she noted how he didn’t outright refuse her.

“Being gagged while I worked, sir?” Her brow rose. “Yes, I’d say that was pretty extreme.”

“You deserved it.” His smile was lazy. “ Needed it, even. Your attention to detail was far greater once you couldn’t speak.”

“Is that right?” She wouldn’t have been able to believe his audacity had she not had the distinct feeling he was only toying with her. They were playing with each other.

“That is right.” He leaned over her, sending a flood of water cascading in all directions as he pinioned her lightly against the plastic. “I know what you need, little girl, and I’m not afraid to give it to you.”

Fuck. He made that sound irresistibly indecent.

“Really?”

The weight of his body trapped her in her seat, but despite the bloom of panic that surged, she leaned into the burgeoning excitement. She wanted him again, and there he was, between her legs—precisely where he needed to be.

“In which case, I’ll definitely require greater rewards, sir.” Steering the discussion back to his original question, she suppressed her glee.

It was exquisite being immobilized by him and being so wholly under his control. Kyle wasn’t a young man, but he was still so much bigger and stronger than she was.

“An even bigger bonus, you mean?” Leaning forward, he wrapped his lips around her puckering left nipple and sucked.

She cried out at the stark sensation, although her hips pushed north beneath him. That kind of stimulation would take her right back to the brink.

“Maybe regular bonuses, sir?” She hoped he knew she was talking about orgasms, although when their gazes met, she decided she didn’t care. If he wanted to hand out his money like candies, she’d take that, too.

Resting on his elbows, his thumb and finger rose to tweak the suckled bud.

“So, more than one bonus?”

“Yes.” His attention ignited her all over again, her arousal amplified now that her hands were trapped at the sides of her body, and she was unable to fend him off. Not that she’d have even considered doing so. “It’s been a long time since I had so many bonuses, sir.”

“That is a travesty, little girl.” He focused on her other nipple. “And it has to change.”

“Yes, please.” She leaned her head back on the tiled floor as he took her sensitive tissue between his teeth and gently tugged.

Yes. She moaned aloud, her sex contracting at the treatment.

“I can do that.” His breath was hot as he rose over her. “I can make sure you’re compensated every time you please me.”

Every time? That sounded simply too good to be true.

She’d come for the money because she was desperately in debt and miserable with her floundering life, but what she’d found was the potential for something even more valuable. Kyle was a man who would push her to her very limits and beyond, but with the promise of pleasure still lingering in the air, he had the capacity for more as well. He was a guy she’d stay and work for willingly—for the right salary, yes, but also for the breathless connection they inspired.

He’d called it service, an inanely sexy verb that reinforced her frantic arousal, but she’d come to know the pulsing pull between them for something else—something more. It was more than only lust. Her surrender to Kyle was the type of ritual no religion could have come close to ascribing her with. It was visceral, as though she was born to do it, as if she was made to attend to him.

“So, we indulge in this pleasure.” His expression was mischievous. “And you finish your trial. After that, we’ll see how we feel.”

That was fair. It was more than she could have expected, really. Neither of them was in a position to make promises.

“Yes.” It was all she could think to say, the sizzling yearning still dominating her body, despite her recent release. “I’ll do whatever you say, sir. I’ll trust you.”

There was no doubt she meant the pledge as it left her lips. She would trust him because, deep down, she had no choice. Life without Kyle was too unthinkable.

“That’s good.” He ascended over her, leaving her body cold and wanting as she eyed his muscles, their edges defined as the water showered from his body to hers.

She’d never seen a physique like his before. Not in real life. Kyle looked like an ex-Olympic athlete, his body honed after what must have been years of conditioning.

“Are you happy with our agreement, Amy?” His hand rose to tip her chin north to meet his eyes. “Or do you need a revised contract?”

“No need.” Her gaze flitted past his engorged cock to his face. “I agree, sir.”

“You’re sure?” His fingers tightened at her jaw.

“Yes.” Her hammering heart had rarely been more certain of anything.

“Then we understand each other.” His thumb rose to catch the edge of her lower lip.

She understood him, all right. He wanted to utilize her unspent desire for their mutual satisfaction, and that sounded bloody amazing to her.

“Yes, sir.” She sucked at the edge of his thumb, trailing her tongue over his shortly trimmed nail as if the digit was his strong, thick cock. Closing her eyes, she suckled the thing, enjoying the perverse sense of submission as she cleaned him.

What am I doing?

Her eyes darted open, acknowledging his impish grin. He liked it. Just as much as she apparently did. Whatever her motivation, she’d found someone who seemed to share her twisted sexual hunger. Whatever happened, they’d enjoy each other, and she’d discover more about herself as she learned to kneel.

“Lovely.” Sincerity oozed from his tone. “But it’s my turn now, little girl. Stand up and turn around.”

She moved without conscious thought, obeying as she faced the edge of the hot tub while he nudged one of her knees up onto the seat and pressed himself behind her. His shaft slid to her sex as though it already knew the way, and her mouth parted as he lunged into her heat.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard.” His shaft withdrew slowly and then slammed back into her.

She gripped the edge of the wooden rim of the hot tub. “Yes!”

There had never been sex like that before. The carnality Kyle exhibited was like something from another world, something she’d only dreamed about until he’d run into her. Until the prior night, Amy had thought frenzied sex only belonged between the pages of saucy romance books but never in real life.

“Oh God.”

She threw her head back, panting as their flesh collided, reveling in the debauchery of her submission. She’d never thought about ceding to a man until him, but serving Kyle and giving him what he wanted had created the most atomic orgasms. She could so easily become addicted to them.

“That’s right, little girl.” Fisting her hair, he yanked her head farther back until she winced. “Take it.”

He held her there, suspended between his fist and his cock, as his body banged her into agonized euphoria. Manhandled, all she could do was hold on, knowing that this was what she’d signed up for, until the ferocity of the fucking made it difficult to think properly.

His body pressed her against the tub as his climax loomed, the water bubbling near her face as he erupted inside her. His hand slipped to her throat as he detonated, cradling her there as he pinioned her against the plastic edge.

“Fuck.” He pressed a kiss to the side of her neck as he caught his breath.

She smiled at the relief in his voice. “I thought I was the one negotiating the bonuses, sir, yet you seem to have just enjoyed one.”

“Oh, you are,” he assured her. “You already did a good job of negotiating, but the revised contract still ensures your boss gets plenty of orgasms.”

My boss.

She clenched around his shaft. It was such a cliché—to have bedded her boss, yet as he withdrew, she realized it was a misnomer—she’d never even been near his bed. Glancing over her shoulder, she found him standing behind her, the fizzing water dancing around his knees. Tall, dark, and taut, he was the perfect specimen, and for the time being, at least, he seemed to be all hers.

As if he could hear her thoughts, his lips curled as she watched him.

“Time to get out.” He climbed the steps out of the tub, another waterfall of liquid tumbling behind him as he moved. “Here.”

She reached for his outstretched hand, hardly able to process the last magnificent sex session they’d shared, let alone the things she was feeling.

Grabbing a white, fluffy towel, he wrapped it around his middle and reached for a second, opening the bath sheet out to her.

“Thank you.” The cooler air hit her like a hard slap around the cheek as she shuffled toward the inviting towel and Kyle’s inviting embrace.

“Come on.” Draping the towel over her shoulders, he grasped her hand and led her in the direction of the sauna. “The air is cold out here, but I’ll warm you up inside.”

“You already did a good job of warming me up, sir.” She offered him a wry smile.

“True, but you’ll only get cold if we stay out here.” He leaned forward, kissing the place where her hair met her forehead.

“I didn’t know you cared.” She breathed in his spicy scent, amazed at how it had remained on him despite the hot tub.

His lips twitched. “Feelings are complicated, little girl. I don’t generally approve of them.”

“Apologies for your disapproval, sir .” She lingered over the final word.

“You will be,” he quipped, moving to swat her towel-covered backside. “Once I tip you over my lap for a proper spanking.”

“A proper spanking?” Her eyes widened. “What do you call what you gave me earlier?”

“That little penance?” he smirked. “That was nothing, little girl. Just wait until you feel the sting of my hand over a much longer period. Then you’ll know how much you have to improve to stay in my favor.”

“I’m sure I’ll do my best.” She straightened, standing her ground. Once again, she was having fun jibing with him. Kyle could be oh-so stern, but she was starting to discover the lighter version of his personality hiding underneath his expensive suit.

“I know you will.” Throwing her a wink, he pushed open the sauna’s glass door and signaled for her to pass him. “Go ahead and get settled. I’ll get us some cold water.”

She moved past his hard body. “Thank you again.”

Kyle really did think of everything, and she admitted, if only to herself, that she rather enjoyed his attention to detail. His smile broadened as he pulled the door closed and wandered the short distance to the waiting water machine.

Looking around the sauna, she identified the nearest wooden bench and perched on the edge. So much had happened since breakfast, she was struggling to keep up, but leaning back onto the wooden seat behind, she realized she had no real regrets.

Who knew what the next few days had in store? Whatever the answers, she intended to bleed as much pleasure from them as she possibly could.