Filthy Boss

“Unexpected, isn’t it?” he whispered hotly in my ear.

“Yes, sir.” I couldn't believe how heightened my other senses were without my vision. The ice cube laid in the center of my back while he just took his fingertips where my ass met the tops of my thighs. Occasionally, he would run his hand over my underwear, and my body would ache in response. The ice continued to melt on my back as he tantalizingly pulled down my underwear to expose my dripping pussy. I desperately waited to see what he would do next, until I felt the sting of his hand on my bare ass. My body jolted forward, and I moaned in pleasure. I heard his pants drop to the floor, and I waited for him to push his cock into me.

“Do you want this?”

I did. So badly it hurt. “Yes, sir.”

He pushed his dick into me, and put his hands on either side of my hips. I imagined him behind me, completely naked; his body barely glistening with the slight amount of sweat from being out in the evening air. He pulled me back into him, and rammed me hard until I felt like I could barely breathe. I took my restricted hands, and placed them between my legs, rubbing my clit furiously as I got close to my climax.

“Are going to come for me, Calla?”

“Yes! Yes, sir!”

He leaned onto my back, the ice cube now completely melted. “Then, do it.”

He pushed into me deeper and faster as I rubbed myself furiously. And, as I felt him come inside me, I allowed myself the release I had been to so desperately waiting for.

He whispered to me again. “Submission is good, isn't it?”

I could barely breathe out. “Yes, sir.” And it was.

Chapter Twenty-Five

A few days later, I was lying in bed, on Hudson’s bare chest, when I looked at the time. “I have to get ready to go.”

He turned to look at me. “Why are you going to work?”

“Because I have to pay my bills.”

He moved towards me. “Calla, you are dating a billionaire. I can pay off your apartment, any bills you have. You’re set.”

I got up from the bed, and began to grab some clothes. I had borrowed some outfits from the club to change at home from now on. It was more comfortable.

I put my underwear on. “Hudson, I don't want to feel like some sort of charity case from my boyfriend. And what if this doesn't work out? Then what do I have left?”

He looked puzzled. “I mean, if that's what you're worried about, we can come up with some sort of agreement. Even if things with us would end, I wouldn't just leave you with nothing.”

An agreement. Just another business arrangement. I grimaced at the thought. “Hudson, you know how I feel about that. I need to do this, for me.”

He shook his head. “You don't know who's all at the club. We don't know who we can trust.”

“You don't have to trust anyone but me.”

“I don't want to have to worry about you,” he said, in a gruff voice.

“You don't have to worry about me. I can protect myself. I'm a big girl, Hudson.”

“Some things are bigger than you, Calla. What I do for a living is bigger than you.”

“I can handle it. Not like I'm going to go in there and say, oh my boyfriend, millionaire Hudson James, is dealing pharmaceuticals on the side, did you know?” I raised my voice at the end to sound immature. But he didn't look amused.

“I just wish you could understand how much I care about you and your safety.” He stood up from the bed, and walked towards me, but this time I didn't pull away. He put his hands on either side of my arms. “I don't want anything to happen to you. So, if you have to do this, just be careful, okay? I want you to have your eyes open, regardless of the money that's being thrown at you.”

I sighed. “Okay.”

He pulled me into him, and crushed me against his thick body. He ran his fingers through my hair, and I felt comforted. Besides Alexis, Hudson was really the only other person who had my back, and with such a small team, it was nice to have one more.

I finished getting dressed and left for my shift. Hudson agreed that he wouldn't come to the club anymore; it would create tension between him and the customers. We agreed to one other condition: no sex with any of the clients. It wouldn't be hard to do, since many of the vets still had their regulars, and I was still new enough that most of those clients weren’t interested. Hudson seemed comfortable with our arrangement, and I was fine with that as long as I could still make some money. I didn't want to be someone he had to take care of. He could protect me, sure, but I wanted to be my own person. I was hoping he finally understood that.