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“I’m glad you’re awake,” Tommy says, stretching his arms over his head. Not only am I still in my blouse from yesterday and nothing else, but I realize he’s also still dressed in his black suit and shirt, minus the jacket, draped over a nearby chair. I dimly remember him putting it there before he distracted me from thinking about or noticing anything other than his touch on my skin. “You should try on your new things. You never got around to it.”
I glance towards the other end of the room, where the racks and boxes still stand waiting for me. It’s true after I took the blouse and pants to get dressed in, I left everything else behind. I didn’t want to look. But now, it somehow feels less like he’s trying to bribe me – and more like he’s just showing me how he can look after me.
I suppose it could still be some kind of game. A way to make me fall into bed with him. But I’m already halfway there, and I don’t see myself being able to pull back. I might as well enjoy his gifts.
I wrap the blanket around my waist and get out of bed. Tommy gives me a slow grin when I glance back at him.
“Don’t be shy,” he says. He gets up and strolls over to me, planting a kiss on the top of my head before he heads for the door. “I’m going to get changed. I’ll be back in a moment. By the way, one of those bags on the floor is full of lingerie.”
I feel my cheeks heat up at his not so subtle suggestion, and wait until he’s closed the door and I hear his footsteps moving away before I drop the blanket. I dig through the bags he mentioned until I find some lacy underwear and quickly put it on, marveling at how well it fits me.
Even the bra is a perfect fit – which is a surprise. And it’s definitely much nicer than anything I’ve ever worn before. I feel amazing already, and I haven’t even gotten started on the rest of the clothes.
By the time Tommy returns I’m already dressed in a blue slip dress that somehow falls in all the right places, highlighting my chest and ass while minimizing my waist. God, it feels amazing. I keep looking at myself in the mirror, turning to look from different angles, amazed that it could possibly be me in that dress.
“What do you think?” Tommy asks. He moves behind me, looking at me in the mirror as he slips a possessive arm around my waist, and nuzzles my neck. “Do you like the way it looks?”
“Yes,” I breathe, and I’m not talking about the dress anymore. He meets my eyes in the glass and smiles darkly, nipping at my ear gently with his teeth before drawing away.
“What next?” he asks, pulling out a midnight blue velvet gown in a dust bag with a very expensive logo printed all over it. “How about this?”
I can only nod. I hold my breath as he pulls the dress out of the bag, I hardly dare to touch it. Something like this would take me years to save up for, not just months. I don’t even know how much it might have cost. I have no frame of reference.
“How does it feel?” Tommy asks, as I draw the dress on – blushing at him seeing me in the new lingerie, and the way his gaze travels over me – and he zips up the back.
“Like a million bucks,” I breathe because it’s true.
“You look it,” Tommy says appreciatively. This time in front of the mirror, he cups my chin and turns my head to kiss him, his hand raking over the front of the material of the dress.
“I thought you said we had to wait and spend the whole day together,” I tease him, only a little, mostly because I’m half-hoping he’ll give in and we’ll do it now instead. My blood is racing so fast, my only concern would be not wanting to ruin the dress.
“I can’t help it,” Tommy says, his breath catching in his throat. “The sight of you in that dress… I just want to put my mark on you, so no one else tries to steal you from me.”
My eyes travel over his face, taking in his expression. Hot need and naked desire, combined with that possessive slant to his eyes. I don’t doubt what he says for a moment. A powerful man like Tommy would never like other men playing with his things.
Am I one of his things?
I don’t know if the idea excites or disturbs me, but it doesn’t matter. I’m in too deep. I want this, just as much as he does.
