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“No, you’re not.”

The smile playing across her lips would stay with him forever.

“I survived.”

“And now you get to live your life never doubting yourself.” He dropped a kiss to her lips wanting so much more but he held back. Time together was what he needed.

“You’re not going anywhere?” she asked.

Stroking her lips with his index finger, he shook his head. “The only way you’re going to get rid of me is if you ask me to go. I’m not going anywhere.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him close. His cock tightened further, loving the feel of her womanly body close to him.

“You keep doing that and I’m not going to be able to resist you,” he said.

“I wouldn’t mind.”

“I’ve got shopping planned. I want to spend my well-earned money on you.”

Jesse withdrew, laughing.

“Now, get me my bacon before I starve.” He turned her to face the cooker, slapping her ass before sitting down. She gave a little yelp but dished up their breakfast without another word.

The muffins smelled amazing. His mouth watered at all the food on display. She really knew how to cook a decent meal. This afternoon he’d be taking her out to dinner.

“I’m taking you out to dinner later.” He liked the idea of treating her, spending as much time with her as he could.

“It’s really no trouble at all. I like cooking,” she said, putting the plate in front of him.

She sat next to him. He held her hand giving her wrist a comforting squeeze.

“I know you like cooking but I feel like spoiling you.”

“Okay.” They ate breakfast without another word.

Jesse took her time chewing over every bite. He tried to take his time but from the first taste, he was hooked. Shoveling the food was the best description he could think about over his lack of manners.

“Your food really is the best,” he said, rubbing his stomach.

“Thanks. My mom is a fantastic cook and I learned from her. She was always so patient with me while growing up.” She refilled his cup of coffee.

He watched her for several minutes while she placed a finger on the top of the muffins. Satisfied they were cool, she packaged them away into individual bags before putting them in the freezer. She put one muffin in front of him.

“Do you still cook with your mom?” he asked. She rarely talked about her family unless it was directed at their treatment of her.

“Sometimes. She’s always has everything done by the time I turn up for Sunday dinner.” She shrugged. The one movement showed she was hurting.

“You ever ask her to join in?”

“No, it’s easier not too. She always asks a load of questions that by the time I’m done answering them, I no longer want to cook.”

Ryan sipped his coffee and took a bite out of the muffin. “They’re great muffins. Be a doll and grab my case out of the car. I stored my clothes in there till the morning.”

She nodded, heading out of the kitchen.

Eating the muffin, he wondered about what to do with Jesse and her family. Did she even realize yet he wanted more than a quick tumble in the sack?

Only a week had passed yet his feelings were starting to build into something more. He shook his head to clear his thoughts. No, he wouldn’t think about the future until they’d delved deeper into their relationship.

* * * *

Jesse held onto Ryan’s arm as he walked her around the mall. She rarely took time out of her life to go shopping for clothes or anything personal. Sure, she picked up the occasional cookbook or saucepan. Clothes shopping always exhausted her as she didn’t like watching herself change.

He wouldn’t hear her denials and stood waiting for her to show off the new item of clothing he bought. So far he’d bought her a new deep red cocktail dress and a matching pair of heels. The shoes alone were so comfortable. She looked forward to wearing them. Ryan also bought her a new cookbook along with a blender for her kitchen.

“You don’t have to spend so much money on me,” she said.

“I’m spending what I like. You deserve it. Let me spoil you.” He kissed her head, moving onto the next shop.

When she picked up jeans or dress trousers, he shook his head. “I’m not looking to cover your body up, baby. I want to see your curves.”

In no time at all Ryan took over picking out clothes for her. He arranged to have the packages delivered to her house by five.

She noticed he got a lot of female attention as well. At around three they sat down for coffee. Ryan wouldn’t let her pay for a thing. It made her nervous he spent so much money on her.

“We’re going to the lingerie shop next. Your body deserves silk and lacy fabrics,” he said. “I know the owner and we can have a private dressing room for you to try some on.”

“I can’t buy underwear with you looking.” Her bottom drawer at home was filled to bursting with all nice underwear. She rarely wore it but wished she could.

Why don’t you wear it?

Her physiatrist phoned her that morning asking why she'd cancelled her appointment. Jesse no longer felt like she needed to talk to someone. Ryan made her feel whole without doing anything other than being with her.

“Sure you can. We’ll be doing a lot more than looking at each other, Jesse.”

“I’ve not seen you naked.” She pressed fingers to her mouth as she’d spoke aloud. Some of the couples close to her smirked before going back to their coffee. “Sorry.”

Ryan chuckled, taking a sip of his drink. “We’ll rectify that when we get home if you want or maybe after dinner?”

Her heart thumped against her chest. “Do you mean that?”

“Yes. I’m not going to constantly tease you. We’ll see how it goes tonight. If you change your mind then we’ll wait for another time,” he said.

“No, I won’t change my mind.” Crossing her thighs, her clit swelled against the tight jeans she wore. Cream leaked from her pussy begging for another release.

“Come on, drink your coffee and we’ll get you some underwear.”

Twenty minutes later she stood looking at Ryan as he picked out different sets of bras and panties that matched. He wouldn’t let her see the price of the items he picked as he handed them to her. They were alone in a private viewing area away from the shop. The woman, Natalie, giving Ryan everything he

wanted.

“Did you and Natalie have a relationship?” she asked as Ryan took a seat on the available sofa.

“No. She’s a sub at Extreme and I helped her find the husband she’s still with. I send a lot of work her way along with plenty of customers,” he said, resting his head on his hand.

“What kind of work?”

“She’s a photographer in her spare time. Her main theme is Dom/sub pictures. Some of the club members want a personal collection of photographs and Natalie is one of the best.” He looked a little bored. “Show me the red.”

Looking at the red bra with the matching lace thong, Jesse looked around her to see where she could change.

“I’ve seen you naked, baby. I want to watch you get naked and show me your body with the new underwear.”

The whole setting felt more intimate to Jesse. She’d never changed her clothing in front of a man before. Jake saw her naked but this felt different. Jake never bought her sexy lingerie whereas Ryan was, which felt more intimate to her. For her, this kind of sharing held another layer of intimacy she didn’t wish to share with anyone but Ryan.

Ryan’s different.

Resting the lingerie on a stool, she stepped out of her sneakers then went to the button of her jeans. Without looking at him, she wriggled out of them then pulled her shirt over her head. She wore plain cotton underwear.

“It’s a sin for you to wear anything plain,” he said.

Both of his hands were spread out across the back of the sofa. Glancing down at his lap she saw the evidence of appreciation.

Removing the bra then the panties, she stood in front of him naked.

“Stand like that.” With her arms by her sides, she stayed perfectly still. “Now, that is the kind of picture I’d like on my office wall. You look so fucking sexy yet coy with the way you bow your head.”

She stayed still for him.

“Try on the underwear. Show me your ass while you put the thong on.”

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