Trey growls and rolls me onto my back, and then impales me slowly with every inch of his cock. Panting in unison, we move against each other, unable to tear our eyes away. His lips fasten onto mine as he loses himself in the sensations, too, and I reach up behind my head to press against the headboard. I want him to pound me hard so I can feel the strength of him, and when he does, my orgasm rushes up so fast I can barely keep up with it.
“Daddy—oh god—yes.”
Trey nips my shoulder with his teeth as he moves harder and faster against me. I’m whimpering now, feeling another orgasm build on the tail of the last one, hungry for the wild desire on Trey’s face. He holds my thighs with his hands, framing the sight of his cock pounding into me.
It sends us both over the edge, and his thrusts become fast as deep as he comes, each one driving my own peak higher. We collapse back against the bed, still wound tightly around each other.
“That was intense,” Trey says, kissing my cheeks and then my mouth.
“Wild,” I agree, stretching luxuriously, aware that Trey’s looking at me.
He strokes my hair, and murmurs, “I started to think I’d never find you, bunny. The moment I saw you, I knew you had to be mine.”
I hide my face in his chest. It’s still so strange, hearing someone talk about me like that. I almost can’t believe it.
As if he can hear my thoughts, Trey coaxes his face up to mine. “I mean it. I can’t wait to discover everything about you, inside and out.”
I imagine long Sunday mornings in bed with Trey. Wearing his T-shirts while I make coffee. Strolling hand in hand down the street. It’s been so long since I’ve dared to hope for that. Just that. What’s more, I get to explore a side of me that I’ve been afraid of for so long. The side that makes me want to submit to a man, but still feel like I’m his equal. That I’m valued and he loves me.
I trace my fingers up the muscles of his biceps. “You too, daddy.”
“Will you keep coming to Dom Fitness even though we’re together?”
“Do you want me to?” I ask.
“Of course, if it’s something you want. Being a personal trainer is my passion and I’d love to share that with you.”
There’s no denying he’s sexy as hell when he’s working, and I love the way his eyes light up when he sees me doing well at my workout and hitting my goals. The gym has given me a healthy focus in my life. “I’d love to, if you’re sure it’ll be okay, us dating and training together at the same time.”
“Absolutely. That place is like my second home, and I’d love to see you there, as often as you want to come.” He glances at the window, and then back at me. “It’s a beautiful evening. Do you want to go out for a drink?”
“Yes, please.” A proper date with Trey. Our first date, in fact.
“Let’s go somewhere with an outdoor area. I want to show you off.”
“Silly,” I mutter, but my heart does little swoops as he says it. No one’s ever wanted to show me off before.
We walk through the dusky light hand in hand. There’s a Cuban-themed bar at the end of the street and we sit at a candlelit table under palm fronds. Trey orders us margaritas, and when I sip mine it’s deliciously cold and refreshing.
Trey rests his chin in his palm and gazes at me. “There’s something I need to do to make this all above board and proper, if it’s okay with you.”
“What’s that?”
“Tell Dom we’re dating.”
My eyes widen. “Oh, no. What if he fires you?”
“Then he won’t be the man I thought he was, and I wouldn’t want to work for him anyway. But don’t worry. He likes to shout and growl a bit, but he’s reasonable man.”
I watch with trepidation as Trey takes out his phone and calls his boss. Trey puts it on speaker so I can hear Dom’s voice when he picks up.
“Trey?” His tone is terse and disapproving.
“Dom. I’ve got some good news for you.”
“What is it?”
Trey’s lips twitch with amusement at the impatience in Dom’s voice but he smooths them out before he says. “Livia and I are dating. She just asked me to be her daddy.”
The seconds tick by, each one more excruciating than the last. I can’t bear it and I cover my face. What if Trey’s about to get fired because of me?
“Did you decide this at the gym?” Dom snaps.
“Of course not. We conducted our personal business outside the gym.”
“Not all of it.”
I like that Trey isn’t getting agitated or losing his temper, but can’t he hear that this is going terribly?