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“I thought you liked pale and serious… For you certainly liked it this morning,” he growled down at me, not needing to remind me of the most glorious mornings that I woke in Lucius’s arms. This before having sex with him, which was always going to be the most perfect way to start any day. Of course, my tease only spurred him on, meaning he was soon walking me further inside my office, now steering me the way he wanted me to go. Oh, and that destination meant my desk, as soon I was feeling my ass hit the edge of it.
“Perhaps you need reminding?” he mumbled, making me chuckle before telling him,
“I’m sorry. I would if I could, but if my boss catches me being late for work, I would get into big, big trouble.” His eyes flashed crimson as I knew a big kink for Lucius was hearing the way I always referred to him as my boss. Of course, him being my boss wasn’t strictly true, but it was in the game we played. One we both liked playing more often than not.
“Mmm, last I recall, you didn’t particularly mind when your boss decided to punish you for your last offence.” Images of me being bent over his desk as he spanked with a ruler suddenly flashed in my mind, and a rumbled growl vibrated from his chest as he knew where my thoughts were. Especially when he suddenly scented my arousal. However, the moment he pushed up the sides of my skirt, separated my legs and he stepped into me, the phone rang, making us both groan.
“Leave it,”he growled.
“I can’t, I’m expecting a call. There is a new shipment coming in and I am, after all, the curator of the… erm, what will we be calling it again… Septimus, something or other,” I teased as we had been debating this name for a while now. However, he ignored this quip and growled,
“Fine, but I want your ass on my desk by lunchtime.”
I swear I nearly moaned aloud, loving it when he got all bossy and demanding.
“Is that an order from my boss?” I purred, despite the phone that was still ringing. However, he stepped away and was soon at the door. As if he needed to put space between us or he would do something violent again, like break yet another phone of mine. Something that had happened twice before when we were interrupted. But he still hadn’t answered me, something he only decided to do the moment I was picking up the receiver and he was opening the door.
“No…It is an order from your master,”he said, leaving me with my mouth open, trying to focus on what the person was saying down the other end, but failing miserably as now all I could think about was my kinky husband. I swear I was almost breathless, which made it even harder when I finally had to greet the other person on the phone. However, while on this call, I also didn’t miss the distinct sound of a ding at my laptop, making me turn to see he had emailed me only two lines.
The first said…
No underwear.
And as for the second, this made me laugh out loud despite the person on the phone now thinking I was crazy, laughing about the strength of wooden crates.
Because it said…
PS… bring sandwiches ;)
The smiley, winking emoji at the end had me still laughing, even minutes later, and to the point where I had to apologise to the person on the line.
Oh yes, it was going to be…
A good day indeed.
21
AN INDULGENT HUSBAND
“Mum, seriously, not this again,” I said down the phone in a tone of exasperation.
“Yes, this again,” my mum replied once again, using her ‘Mum tone’.
“I told you, he just doesn’t like celebrating Christmas,” I reminded her again, when the truth was, I hadn’t even asked him. Because despite my family wanting me home for the holidays, we had only been married for a short time and in all honesty, there were other things I was trying to get Lucius to agree too. And right now, Christmas was way down on that list.
“Yes well, he’s also over two thousand years old and therefore needs to man up and get over it,” was my mum’s short reply and I had to admit, she did have a point. But so far, even the talk of Christmas had been met with a raised brow and a pointed look.
“We have only been married for three months, we’re still in the honeymoon phase and being in my parents’ house, well it’s not exactly where I want to spend that phase, if you know what I mean,” I said, thinking this was a pretty damn good excuse considering what was now known as the ‘unfortunate cowboy’ event.
“Yes, I already caught the opening act…unfortunately…but, sweetheart, it’s a big house, meaning we can give you your own bloody wing if you like as trust me, this phase, is not something we want to think about either…or ever see again.”
I groaned at this before letting my forehead hit the desk.“Mum!”
“I want you home for Christmas, Amelia, is that really too much to ask?”
“No, especially not when you do the ‘I know exactly how to guilt, my daughter voice’,” I complained, making speech quotations in the air despite her not being able to see this, but it was like she still knew, hence making her chuckle.
“You get that I have a job, right? And what with all the new shipments coming in and…”
