Rose (The Billionairess, #1.5)

Chapter 20: Give 'Em A Good Show

Thomas and I must have fallen asleep at some point after our lovemaking. I awoke to sound of him shifting under me. The sunlight streaming from the window made me squint, but Thomas was close enough that I could see him, feel him.

He was holding me to is chest, and he kissed the back of my neck. I rolled over and nuzzled into his chest. Both of us were smiling and giddy in post-love glow.

"Did...did I do good, mistress?" I asked.

His voice was that low gravel the way men's voices when they first woke up.

I grinned then reached down to give ass a squeeze.

"You did very well, my pet" I said, smacking a kiss on his cheek.

I pressed my lips to his, and in the morning light we melted into each other's warmth. He wrapped his around me and my legs entwined with his. It was like our own little corner of heaven, where we could be alone and no one could find us.

Made all the better by the boy who accepted me for everything I was.

After a few minutes, I extracted myself from him and began stepping back into my underwear, which I plucked off the floor.

"I still find it hard to believe" he said. "That you were once a submissive...to anyone."

I chuckled.

"Yes, I was a mousy little caterpillar before I became the butterfly I am now."

"Submissive, naïve, virgin. None of those words could ever apply to you."

I smirked, then grabbed a blue dress from my wardrobe. Thomas got out of bed and procceeded to change back into his butler uniform. I slipped my dress on and grabbed some purple lipstick from my vanity.

Through the mirror, I saw Thomas looking at me.

"So..."he said. "After last night...what are we going to do about Tristen?"

Oh yes, what to do about Tristen. I popped my lips together in the mirror and screwed the lid back on my lipstick.

"It will be hard pushing him away," I said. "I've already tried too many times. I'll need to use stronger forces this time."

I already knew from experience that Tristen was hard to push away. If I was going to convince him that I was truly done, that this was the last ride on our on-again-off-again carousel, I needed stronger measures.

But for now, I was hungry, and I still had work today. I turned to face Thomas.

"There is some bacon and eggs in the fridge" I told him. "I want you to make breakfast for both of us. Then I want you to clean the living room while I go to a quick meeting. I should be home by one. When I get back, I want the place clean and you waiting in my bedroom."

"Undressed, mistress?"

As much as I wanted to see that, I shook my head.

"No. Stay dressed and wait there. Do not come out or make any noise until I say so."

He looked like he was about to object, but I gave him a look and he silenced.

"Yes, mistress."

And so, Thomas made us both breakfast. I ate my bacon and eggs quietly. I had a plan brewing in my head. Now that Thomas knew everything, there was no point in tyring to keep him and Tristen separate. And therefore, no need to keep my love of him a secret for the sake fo protection. The gears were turning. It was out there, but it might work.