Sleeping with My Boss (and his son?)

Chapter 17

It doesn't take long for him to find an overlook to park at. We sit in silence for a bit looking at the lights in the valley and the stars in the sky. It's a beautiful night.

He unbuckles his safety belt and turns to me, "why, after our conversation today, did you...?" He readjusts in his seat, "I'm sorry. I just want to know what happened tonight?"

I look away from him. "D., I don't think that's a good idea. You and I have a chance to enjoy some time together, I don't think you want to hear." His jaw ticks, but unlike with Dimitri, I don't brace for the forceful demands. I'm relaxed, even knowing he's upset.

"Maddie, I need to know."

I nod, and shift towards him, reaching out, I grab his hands. "Okay. We were on the way and he pulled down what looked like a hunting path, maybe? He basically told me I had two choices. I could give him a blow job or have sex with him." You start to pull away, "Stop. Please don't pull away. I know you owe me nothing, but you are the first man I've been around that hasn't put me on edge."

At that, you hold my hands securely. "Thank you." I look into your eyes. "I started to tell him no, and he pulled me out of his truck. He gave me some orders of things to do and I did them. D., I did them and that is on me. But after, well, he sort of implied he only did it so you wouldn't touch me tonight."

You do pull away this time, and I go to move for you, but am caught by my safety belt. You're out of the truck before I get it undone, and then I'm out my door chasing you. By the time I catch up to you, you're leaning on the rail overlooking the valley. I hug you from behind as the wind picks up. The weight of your jacket the only thing holding my dress down.

"Please, please talk to me," I beg. Nothing. Tears are falling now. I've never cried as much in my life as I have in the past few days. "Donovan, I am begging you, please. I need you to talk to me. I'm so sorry. I know you must be so angry at me. Please forgive..."

Before I finish he's turned around and he's pulled me to his chest. "No baby, you've got it wrong. Sweetheart, I'm not mad at you. I'm not thrilled, but I'm not mad. Not at you." He pulls back and presses his forehead to mine. "I don't know how it's possible for me to love and hate my father so much. I want a dad I can look up to and respect, and instead, I get a man that thinks his dick is welcome in any woman I look at." He lets go of me and I'm instantly freezing. My hair whipping around. My dress trying to fly up. I'm wholly regretting the no panty idea. But I can't move.

He takes a few steps and turns back to me, "I'm divorced because he thought fucking his daughter-in-law was acceptable, and apparently Elizabeth agreed.  And about 6 months ago, after the Gardner case, he noticed me looking at you. And do you know what he said to me? 'Son, you don't want a lawsuit for sexual harassment, keep your dick in your pants." He takes a step towards me again, "Maddie, I swear, this isn't just about me being sexually attracted to you. You make me laugh, you're intelligent, you're an amazing mother, and yes, sweetheart, you are the sexiest woman I've ever laid eyes on. I can see you aren't happy. I see you trying to talk to Jason alone so no one hears him shouting. I've seen the way he domineers over you at office parties. But baby, most importantly, I see the way your entire demeanor changes when you're near me. And that woman, the one I get that no one else sees, that's the woman I desire." 

He is standing right in front of me again. "So, baby, I don't give a damn about where he touched you, or that he fucked you tonight. Because I'm going to be the first man to make love to you in a long time. If you'll let me?"

I feel like I can't breathe. Tears are now freely falling. I don't know what to say, what to think. I feel his arms around me before he starts speaking again. "I'm sorry, Maddie. I know that was a lot. But I meant every word. And if you ever decide that I'm the man you want in your bed, for one night or longer, I'm there. I don't care if it's a year from now, after your next fallout with Jason, or tonight, after my father took advantage of you. You deserve to have someone make love to you."

All I can do is nod my head.

He pulls back and looks at me, "yes?"

I nod again.

"Yes what, Maddie. I refuse to be another man taking advantage of you."

Nodding, I finally vocalize my thoughts with a kiss. I pull him to me as I tiptoe up, his arms sliding under his coat jacket and pulling me flush against him as my lips touch his. His kiss is gentle, and explorative. He doesn't make any move to change the pace though. I slide my fingers through his hair and I open my mouth, offering him a chance he took. His tongue brushed against mine before they enter a dance, each working to soothe the other. He slowly backs me up, several steps later, my back is against his truck.

He pulls back, gasping for a breath, and puts his head against mine again. "Baby, I plan to kiss and worship every inch of you. But not on the side of the road. Let's go home, I have a private entry to my room." Another kiss and nod from me and we are back in the truck.

He holds my hand, kissing it often, his thumb caressing my knuckles nonstop. We don't say a word. Pulling in, we notice another vehicle but assume it's Dominic's friend Logan, apparently they went to college together in Asheville. Pulling around the side of the house, we get out, his arms around me before we get to the door. He presses me against it, kissing me while he tries to unlock the door. Laughing I pull back. "Focus, we need inside that room."

He laughs with me, "I need inside something," he teases.

Finally the lock turns and his door is open. We stumble inside..