Beneath This Man (This Man 2)

‘I like your dress.’ he smirks. ‘Too short but excellent access. It can stay.’

I look at him in horror and give him a kick under the island. He laughs and sinks his teeth into his bagel. I’m shocked by his behaviour but pleasantly surprised by his acceptance – he’s not marched me back upstairs in disgrace.

‘Ava, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Would you like some breakfast?’ Cathy’s voice is friendly and warm. I deserve neither.

‘You too, Cathy, I would love some breakfast, thank you.’

‘What would you like?’ She smiles at me. She has the kindest face.

‘I’ll have the same as Jesse, please.’ I wouldn’t be surprised if she turned around and told me to stuff it up my arse, but she doesn’t. She nods her acceptance and carries on about her business.

I pick up my glass of juice and glance at Jesse. He’s looking unapologetically smug. I’m glad he finds my discomfort amusing, but I can’t imagine he’d be so tickled about the situation if Cathy was a man. Reaching over to his lap, I slip my hand into his lounge pants and grab his c**k loosely. He jumps, smacking his knee on the marble and starts coughing around his mouthful of food. Cathy turns around, startled at Jesse choking and fetches him a glass of water, passing it over the counter to him. He holds his hand up in a thank you gesture.

‘You okay?’ I ask, all concerned as I start to stroke his hardened length slowly.

‘Fine,’ His voice is all high pitched and stressed.

Cathy returns to preparing my breakfast and I continue wickedly playing havoc with Jesse’s sanities. He drops his bagel and takes a silent, controlled inhale, looking at me with wide eyes.

Ignoring his shock, I roll my thumb slowly over his moist tip before drawing down again to his base. I feel the incessant throb under my grasp and the wetness of cum escaping the tip. Gathering the moisture, I glide smoothly up and down his iron stiff erection.

I turn my eyes on him. ‘Good?’ I mouth, and he shakes his head in desperation.

I’m in my element. This has never happened. He must have a lot of respect for Cathy because I know for sure that with anyone else, I would have been hauled out of the kitchen by now.

‘There you are, Ava.’ Cathy slides a plate over the island to me.

I drop Jesse like a hot potato and slip my thumb into my mouth, before pulling my plate towards me. I hear a sharp intake of breath and feel his eyes burning into me.

‘Thanks Cathy.’ I say cheerfully. I pick my bagel up and take a big bite. ‘Cathy, this is delicious.’ I inform her as she starts loading the dishwasher. She looks at me and smiles.

I’m aware of scorching eyes still burning into my face as I enjoy my bagel, so I slowly turn to look at him, finding a face full of shock and horror.

He raises his eyebrows at me and then flicks his head to the kitchen exit. ‘Upstairs, now.’ he says quietly as he gets up. ‘Thanks for breakfast, Cathy. I’m going for a shower.’ He eyes me. I nod.

‘You’re welcome, boy. Can we go through what you would like me to do today? I’m all out of sync and I can see that you have done absolutely zero, except break doors and make holes in walls.’ She dries her hands on a tea towel and gives Jesse’s back a disapproving look.

He doesn’t turn around to face her because he’s concealing the huge arousal tenting the front of his lounge pants. I mentally chalk a tally for me on a smirk.

‘Ava can sort that out with you as soon as she’s helped me with something upstairs.’ he shouts over his shoulder as he disappears.

Can I? I don’t know what Cathy does, or what he wants her to do today, and I have absolutely no intention of following him upstairs to finish what I’ve started.

I sit exactly where I am, taking a deep breath of confidence. ‘Cathy, I just wanted to apologise for yesterday and this morning.’

She rolls her eyes. ‘Don’t worry, darling, honestly.’

‘I was so rude to you, and then this morning…well, I wasn’t expecting company.’ I feel my cheeks burning up again as I pick at the last bits of my bagel.

‘Ava, really, it’s fine. Jesse told me you had a bad day and he failed to notify you of my return. I understand.’ She smiles at me as she dusts down her apron. It’s a sincere smile. I like Cathy. With her grey bob, friendly face and floral skirts, she is typically wholesome.

‘It won’t happen again.’ I take my plate to the dishwasher and go to open it, but the plate is whipped from my hand before I have a chance to see through my chore.

‘I’ll take that. You better go and help my boy with whatever it is he needs you for.’

Oh, I know exactly what he needs me for and I’m not going anywhere. He can sort himself out. It’s killing me to deny him, but his face was just brilliant. ‘Oh, he’ll manage.’

‘Okay, shall we go through what I should get on with? I have a roster, but being away for so long, it’s all gone to cock!’ She takes a pad and pen from the front of her apron and gets ready to take notes. ‘I should probably start with the washing and ironing.’

‘Urm, I’m not sure,’ I shrug. ‘I don’t even really live here.’ I whisper. I want to add that I’ve been abducted and moved in against my will.

‘You don’t?’ Her face is puzzled ‘My boy said you did.’

‘Well, it’s a conversation yet to be had,’ I explain. ‘He doesn’t like the word no. Well, not from me, anyway.’

Her shiny forehead furrows. ‘What, my easygoing boy?’