“Hello, I’m Beau,” he says to Tia, introducing himself so formally.
“I’d hope so,” Tia laughs. “And I’m going back to bed.” With that, she turns and goes to her room.
“That’s Tia,” I tell him. “She’s not super friendly with new people.” I look him over and he looks a mess. His hair is wild. And he’s got on a T-shirt and joggers similar to the ones I’m wearing. It looks like he threw them on in a few seconds and didn’t bother to think about what he was doing.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes, I’m fine. I just needed to get to work,” I say, placing my hands on his chest and smiling up at him. He must have followed me home.
Beau lets out a deep breath before running his hand through his hair. He looks down at me and cups my face with both hands. “You don’t leave the bed without waking me up, sunshine.” His hands are soft, but I can hear an edge in his words. He looks a little unhinged. “Did I hurt you last night?” His eyes soften at the question, and I see regret in his eyes.
“Why would you think you hurt me?” His lips tip up in a small smile. He drops a hand from my face and dips it down into the joggers I’m wearing. I gasp when his fingers touch my bare skin. I couldn’t find my panties this morning.
“Here, little sunshine. Do you hurt here?”
“What?” is all I get out before my eyes fall closed as he softly pets me. I hear a deep chuckle. Then I feel his mouth on my neck. I tilt my head to give him more of me as his fingers work me over. He takes me higher and higher and my orgasm climbs up my body.
“Tell me you’ll never sneak out of bed with me asleep again,” he growls in my ear. His fingers stop moving when all I do is moan.
“Beau,” I cry out, pushing my sex into his hand more, needing his fingers to get back to what they were doing.
“Say it,” he growls again. This time his teeth graze my neck and he gives me a little bite. The feeling shoots straight to my core.
“I won’t, I promise.”
“Good girl.” Then his fingers are moving again.
His approval and praise have me so worked up that it only takes one more stroke of his fingers against my clit and I’m falling over the edge.
“Beau!” I moan his name and start to cry out. But before I do he covers my mouth with his hand, muffling the sounds.
“I don’t want anyone hearing that,” he says into my ear. My body jerks against him as I’m flooded with pleasure.
I feel his hard cock press into me, but he pulls his hand out from between my legs and licks his fingers clean. My cheeks warm at the sight. He moans as he tastes me and I watch his eyes grow even darker. It’s the same look he had in his eyes when he took me for the first time last night.
“Beau.” I want to tell him to take me to bed, but I can’t leave Sue hanging. “I have to go to work.”
“Call out,” he says through clenched teeth.
“It’s Valentine’s Day. I can’t leave Sue without any help. She’s been so good to me.”
“My sweet sunshine.” He shakes his head but smiles at me. “All right, but you’re mine when you’re done.”
“All yours.” I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down easily. His lips meet mine for a kiss, and I’m struck again by how much I already love him.
“Can you wear a longer dress today so I can function.” The way he says it doesn’t really sound like a question.
“You didn’t like my dress?” I wonder, thinking about him ripping it off of me last night.
“There isn’t a man in this world who wouldn’t like that dress on you. I just don’t like the idea of anyone else getting to see what’s mine.”
I give him one more quick kiss and nod. “Mmkay,” I agree. Something inside me wants to please him.
His winds his arms around me and grabs my ass with both hands. “And no more running around without underwear,” he adds.
“You’re bossy,” I tell him.
“You’ll get used to it.” My mouth drops open at his words. “We’ll go over us later. Right now go get yourself ready so I can drop you off at work.”
His phone starts to ring and he smacks my ass, making me yelp. It didn’t hurt, it just surprised me. I poke his chest playfully before turning and running to my room.
“No shower,” I hear him yell. I giggle. I wasn’t planning on it because I don’t have time. I can still smell Beau on me and I like it. I wanted the reminder of him all day. Not that I don’t still have a small one between my legs. The tender ache is there, but it’s a delicious one. I never thought I’d think that about a pain before. But it’s true.