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“If it’s all you imagine why haven’t you fucked me yet? I did notice last night we did everything but.” She gave him a pointed look.
“You’ll get my cock when I’m good and ready.” He circled one nipple then the other.
She moaned, stroking a hand down his chest to his cock.
“After you call your parents we’ll talk about how today will go,” he said. “Go to the bathroom, freshen up and get dressed.”
Jesse climbed off the bed, leaving him alone. Collapsing back, Ryan knew what he felt for her. In a week, Jesse had invaded his heart, taking possession of it. He’d do everything in his power to be everything she needed.
Getting up from the bed, he went to the spare bathroom, took a quick shower and dressed in a pair of jeans and a shirt. Opening windows, he allowed some fresh air through the house. He found Jesse in the kitchen looking through his cupboards.
“I hope you don’t mind me having a look through for breakfast?”
“No, it’s fine. Come with me and you can phone your parents before we eat breakfast and drink coffee.”
He took her hand, leading her to his office. Going to the windows, he opened the curtains followed by the windows to let more fresh air into the stuffy room.
“It’s very warm today.”
“Yes.” He pointed to his phone. “Make the call.”
Ryan watched her dial the number. Her fingers played with one of his paperweights. He witnessed her nerves intensify with every second that passed.
“Hey, it’s me, Jesse.” She stopped listening to whoever talked on the other end. “No, I’m not actually going to be able to make it today.” Silence once again. “I’m spending today with my … boyfriend.” Her brow rose.
Nodding, he sat down in his chair.
“I’m not lying about anything. Mom, put Dad on the phone. Ryan wants to talk with him.”
“Good girl,” he said, mouthing the words so no one heard.
Jesse repeated her words again to whoever talked on the other end. “Thanks, Dad. Here is Ryan.” She covered the receiver and mouthed her father’s name. “I’m going to make some breakfast,” she said.
“Okay.” He pulled her down for a kiss. “I’ll deal with this.”
“They don’t think I’ve got a boyfriend.” Tears filled her eyes.
He cursed, wanting to hurt someone for causing Jesse pain. “We’ll visit them soon, I promise.”
She nodded then left his office.
“Hello, Mr. Robinson. Am I free to call you Liam?”
“Who am I speaking too?” Liam Robinson asked.
He heard a woman ranting in the background.
“This is Ryan Carter. I’m Jesse’s boyfriend and hope to soon be something more.”
Silence met his answer. “Are you the owner of that club, Extreme?”
“Yes, I also own several businesses up and down the country. I’ve not got the time to talk business today, Liam. Another day perhaps.” Drumming his fingers on the desk, he waited for the man to speak.
“She’s telling the truth, Barbara.”
“Do you make a habit of thinking your daughter a liar?” Ryan asked, feeling his anger spike at their treatment of her.
“No, we don’t. Jesse never misses a Sunday—”
“I asked her to spend the day with me.” He cut in explaining his actions.
“Son, I know you probably mean well but there is stuff about Jesse you don’t know,” Liam said.
Rubbing at his temple, Ryan found himself getting bored with the conversation.
“I know everything about her. We’ve got no secrets at all. If you think to scare me off with her past then you’re very much mistaken. I’m not some doe-eyed boy you can scare off with the truth.”
“She’s been hurt enough.”
“I’m not going to be hurting her and I have to say, Mr. Robinson, how do you know that you’ve not hurting her more.”
A gasp of outrage sounded over the line. Rolling his eyes, he stood up to stare out of the window. His age made him less patient. Jesse meant a great deal to him and at the moment he couldn’t care about her family.
“We’ve done everything we can to give her the best—” Liam started to raise his voice.
“Look, I do not want to cause an argument with you. I’m not going anywhere when it comes to Jesse. I love her,” he said, meaning every word.
Silence once again fell over the line.
“I love my daughter. She means the world to me. I’d hate to see her hurt because of some guy who thinks he can handle everything.”
“We’ll meet very soon and then you’ll find out how much I can handle,” he said, adamant to meet Jesse’s family. His main aim in life was getting her to feel whole. They’d come so far in such a short time.
Nothing would make him walk away, not even her family.
* * * *
Staring into the fridge, the coffee percolating over in the corner, Jesse scrunched up her nose. Cereal held no appeal. Moving the bacon and eggs to one side, she couldn’t think of anything to cook.
Closing the fridge, she started looking through the cupboards. Her search brought her sugar, flour and other ingredients to make waffles. She checked all the gadgets on the far counter to discover the wonderful iron to cook them. Collecting all of the ingredients she set about making breakfast.
Ten minutes into her whisking, Ryan walked into the kitchen. She poured him a quick coffee, then filled the waffle iron.
“Hey, how did it go?” she asked, glancing behind her.
“I may have turned your father against me.” He took a seat, sipping at his coffee.
She laughed. “I wouldn’t be offended if I was you. He makes everyone feel that way.”
“He tried to push me away, Jesse.” She froze at the concern in his voice. “I cut him off before he said anymore.”
Jesse focused on the waffle iron in front of her. For a short period of time she’d been able to forget all about what happened ten years ago. Her family, she loved them, but they always brought her back to that moment when her life changed forever. “I’m never going to get away from it.”
“You’re away from it, baby.”
His arms surrounded her, filling her with his warmth. Wrapping her arms around his neck, not caring about the batter she dripped onto his shirt, she held him close. “Don’t let me go.”
“You’re strong. You’re a l
ot stronger than they give you credit for. I promise.”
She wore the white summer dress she packed for the day. Resting against his warmth, she closed her eyes. “I wish they’d leave it all alone,” she said.
“They will. We’ll show them together. Come on, we’ll make these pancakes and think about something else while we do.” Lifting her head she saw the batter on his shirt.
“You go and change. I’ll finish off the waffles.” She smiled, wiping the tears away from her face.
“Sorry, waffles, not pancakes. I’ll be back in a second.”
With him gone, she finished baking up the waffles, grabbing some syrup from the pantry and poured him another hot cup of coffee. He walked into the dining room seconds later. She’d put the plates on mats.
Ryan sat at the head of the table while she took the seat beside him. The fresh air from the open windows helped cool her down after standing so long in front of the hot waffle iron. She watched him take a bite before eating her own. His moan of appreciation filled her with happiness.
“Now, we’re going to eat this and then we’re going to talk about what’s happening for the rest of the day. Are you nervous?”
“No.” Excited better described her feelings.
“Good. This is about our pleasure and also what we desire. I crave submission in my women and I know you’re a submissive. I look forward to showing you everything I love.”
“I know some people mistake punishments as beatings.”
“Women who do not wish to be part of a Dom/sub relationship should never try to make it work. It won’t. I’ve watched women come apart, screaming their orgasm from a spanking alone. There is pleasure where others only ever see pain. I’m not like that. I would never do anything to physically hurt you. Even when I spank you, I hope you feel pleasure along with it.”
Sighing, she finished off her breakfast. Heat pooled in her groin. Crossing her legs, she tried to think of something horrible to turn her off.
His fingers stroked her knee. “There’s no need to be ashamed of your desire for this, Jesse. I’ll teach you everything you need to know. We’ll work through it together.” He kept hold of her knee.
