Too Hard (Too 1)

He turns to look at me and I force a smile, not wanting him to know. “You did a really great job.” It’s not a lie but still I hate it and I don’t want to work in here. Hell, I don’t even want to be in this apartment anymore. It doesn’t feel like my home and I want to go back to his house and plant myself in his chair. That’s where I’ve been doing my work and it’s perfect. He cuddles in next to me while he watches TV and randomly yells at something on the giant screen. That’s my favorite office now.

But now that this is all complete, I no longer have a reason to stay at Butch’s. He was the one who suggested I stay with him until my office was done so I didn’t have to work in a construction zone. I didn’t care and stayed there when that prick Sean was working on it. All I had to do was close the door and I didn’t even know he was there. I didn’t tell Butch any of this and agreed to stay with him. Now that the excuse is gone I hate this new space. This doesn’t have my Butch in a recliner that we have sneaky sex on. I don’t know why, but trying not to get caught gives me a dirty thrill.

“I fucking hate it,” Butch says through gritted teeth and my head jerks around to him. He pulls off his gloves and drops them into his tool box.

“You don’t like it?” I hedge.

I’ve been trying to come up with one thing specifically, but nothing is springing to mind. Nellie knows what she’s doing when it comes to design and did an amazing job getting everything I asked for to work in the space.

He shakes his head and starts to look mad now.

“Is it the color?” I ask hesitantly.

The walls are painted yellow and Nellie joked that it would be the only sun I’d get when we picked it out over a month ago.

“It’s not the fucking color.” My face heats at his tone.

Butch normally only curses when we’re having sex or he’s turned on. Him dropping the F-bomb back to back has my nipples hardening. My body thinks it’s go time, but Butch’s face does not say the same. He keeps on getting madder and I have no clue why.

I push away the door and move towards him. His arms open for me and I lean into his big hard body.

“What’s wrong?” I peek up at him through my eyelashes.

Butch’s mood always sways mine, and even though we’ve only been together a week I’m pretty sure we’re connected on a deeper level than other people are. I know if I get worked up about something it messes with his mood, too, and that might be what’s happening right now. The space is pretty and perfect, but it’s not for me.

“You work at my place.” I’m not sure if it’s a command or statement.

“I have been.” It’s been wonderful working there because it’s cozy and has my head filling with all kinds of ideas about my future with Butch. Before him it was always work and then video games to kill time.

“You will be working at my place,” he corrects as he lifts me up. “You don’t belong here anymore, but you know that already.” It’s another reminder that I belong to him and he knows me to my core.

“I love the office, but it’s not mine.” I don’t like that he put so much work into it and then pushes it aside.

“I know, little one,” He leans down so our mouths meet and he kisses me deeply. “We’ll get you all moved out and get this place on the market. The office will up its value, so it’s still worth the work. Don’t fret over that.”

I melt into him. God, he’s too perfect to be real.

“Is this your way of asking me to move in with you?” I tease, smiling bigger.

I’m going to be staying at Butch’s and I love it there. I even love the twins. They’ve made me feel so welcome, you’d never guess we’ve only known each other a short time. I still need to introduce Butch to my mom and aunt, but I know they’ll love him when they see how happy he makes me. It helps that Nellie thinks he’s perfect for me.

“Oh, I’m not asking.” My sex clenches when I think about the things he tells me to do. I wrap my legs around him, knowing where this is going.

“Yes, Daddy,” I say against his mouth, making him groan before my back hits the wall. I start to pull at his clothes, wanting to touch him everywhere.

“Fucking hell,” he mutters and breaks his mouth from mine. I’m still in a daze as he puts me down.