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She grabbed at his shoulders, clinging to him. “Oh, please, please,” implored Leah.
He did as she asked. He pounded into her, letting her release all her pent-up emotions, all the years of holding him at bay, dismissing him from her waking and sleeping dreams. She couldn’t stop the orgasm. It came over fast and struck her like a tidal wave.
“Again, beauty,” he grunted, continuing his own relentless thrusts.
She clawed at his back as her sensitive clitoris reengaged and her red buttocks chafed on the bed covers. She didn’t care; it added to all the raw emotions circulating her erotically drenched body.
His hazel eyes closed briefly as he came, mouth dropping open with a deep groan of satisfaction. As he filled her to the brim with his come, she joined him for another climax.
Rick crashed down on top of her and then quickly rolled off.
“Wow, that was good,” he said, wheezing.
“Are you alright?” she asked, lying against his body. She remembered he had asthma.
“Yes, yes. Really good,” he smiled at her. “Rest. Then, perhaps we should eat.”
Her eyelids drooped and he wrapped the bedcover about her body as she drifted off into sleep.
* * *
Leah woke to the smell of cooking. Slipping on a bathrobe, she cautiously went downstairs. Rick stood in the kitchen wearing nothing but his trousers and vest. Standing over her stove, he was stirring something in a saucepan.
“Smells delicious. What is it?” She peered over his arm, skimming a kiss on his rounded bicep as she leaned forward.
“My favourite,” grinned Rick. “Macaroni cheese! I will bake it for a little, in the oven. You can bathe and then it will be ready.”
Leah thought it a good plan. Later, scraping the dish clean, she complimented him on his cooking skills.
“Limited,” he confessed. “There were always chefs where I worked.”
“You’re not going to tell me, are you?” she said, laying her fork down.
“About what?” He shifted his eyes away from her face.
“Why you left Italy. I don’t think it was entirely about coming back here.”
“No. I can’t talk about it. It would be better for you if I didn’t.”
“I see. Well, no, I don’t. But I’m not going to push you.”
“How’s your bum?” He changed the subject.
“Tender and… a good reminder,” she admitted. “What next? For us?”
“I’m your driver, contracted for six months. I’ll take you to work, to wherever you want to go. But I won’t take any nonsense in my car. You will behave, Miss Leah,” he said slyly.
“Agreed,” said Leah tentatively. “What about upstairs? That wasn’t a one-off?”
“Not for me. You?”
“Oh, no. I would like to do that again. But you’re my driver…” Her voice trailed away.
“Your estate pays me. Think of it that way.”
“It’s not that.” She brushed the long hair out of her face. For the first time since he had spanked her in the warehouse, her eyes brimmed with unshed tears.
“What?” he said, alarmed, reaching out to touch her hand.
