I feel hands shaking me. "What ?" I say in a daze. "You fell asleep ? Did you finish the work you haven't completed ?" He asks me. I nod my head yes and he holds his hand out for me. We walk out of the office , hand in hand to the car. We both get in and he starts it , speeding down the road. We drive in silence. "You okay , Kitten ?" He asks me. "Uh , yeah. I'm fine."
"Don't lie to me." His voice is so intimidating it makes me shiver. "I'm not. I promise." He takes my left hand and rubs it with the pad of his thumb the entire ride home. We get to the house and I feel my phone vibrate. My mother called me seventeen times ? Holy crap. Even as an adult , missed calls from my mother freak me out. "Hello ? Mom ?" In an instant she starts yelling at me in Spanish. "Mom ! I'm sorry , please stop yelling at me." She doesn't listen , still rambling in Spanish about how nervous she was because I didn't answer her calls. "Mother please calm down ! I'm fine , I promise. Stop yelling at me. I can barely understand you because you're talking so fast."
"Sweetheart , don't do this again. I was worried sick about you." "I'm sorry , I will never do it again." She says okay and tells me she loves me. "Yo tambien te amo (I love you too) , mama." I say before hanging up. Michael is chuckling behind me. "Something funny ?"
"It's so cute how freaked you get when you miss calls from your mother."
"You don't ? God it's like a horror movie." I say dramatically. "I'm a grown man , I don't freak out when I miss calls from my mother."
"More like a little boy ..." I mutter under my breath. "Pardon ?" He says. "Nothing." I answer. "Yes you did , you said I'm a little boy. I heard you , I just wanted to hear you say it again." He says , walking up to me. He walks me into a wall. "Can a little boy do this ?" He asks before picking me up by my hips , making them wrap around his waist. I wrap my arms around his neck in impulse. "What are you going to do to me ?" I whisper in his ear. All I receive is a groan before he takes me upstairs and fucks me relentlessy on his bed.
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I wake up the next morning in his arms , him sleeping peacefully next to me with my deliciously sore legs. He sleeps like an angel , I totally forget that he's a powerful Dominant. I watch him for a few minutes before his eyes flutter open. I hurry and close my eyes , pretending I was sleep. "Kitten ? You're still asleep ?" I don't answer. He kisses my forehead and gets out of bed. I grab his arm and pull him back into bed. "Don't leave." I plead. "I'm just going to go use the bathroom and make breakfast , darling. I'm not going anywhere you can't find me."
I open my eyes and smile at him , receiving a smile back. His smile is so beautiful , it's been a while since I've seen it. "Out of all the women I've been with , I've never felt for them like the way I feel for you. You're mine. No one else can have you. Understand ?" I pull him back into bed , making him kiss me. He wraps his strong arms around me , then suddenly pulls away and looks at me. "Come back." I whine. "I know you're hungry." "I am not." I say , my stomach growling.
"Sure you aren't."
We're downstairs and he makes breakfast burritos with orange juice and coffee brewing in the coffee maker. "Michael ?"
"Yes ?"
"Are we ever ... Nevermind." He turns around and looks at me. " Are we going to be what ?" He asks. "Nothing. Just eat." I say to him. "What did I tell you about giving me orders ?" He says. "I'm sorry , just ... please forget about it. Please."
"But now I'm interested."
"No-"
"It's okay Kitten , you can tell me anything." I look up from my plate into his gorgeous hazel eyes. "Are we ever going to be an actual thing ?" He freezes. "I knew you weren't going to react well , that's why I just told you to forget about it. But it's killing me , I need to know. Are we ever to be more than just a Sub and and a Dom ? Are you ever going to tell me that you want me be to my boyfriend , or maybe even ," I pause then lower my voice. "... my husband ?"
He looks at me while running his hand through his luscious locks. "Alexsa." Is all that comes out his mouth. "It's okay. Just forget I even asked." I say before taking the last of my burrito and walking upstairs. I eat the rest of it in silence before I head the bedroom door open."Alexsa , listen to me." He says while walking over to me and kneeling in front of me. "I love you , more than you can ever know. But you know how cold I can be. You understand this , and somehow you're breaking my wall down. Kitten , I'm scared. I'm terrified of how I feel. You happy ? I'm a fucking pussy when it comes to love. You have to take it slow with me. You'll be Mrs. Burkley soon. I promise ..." He trails off. I look at him as he starts to stress , putting his face in his hands and sighing. I take his face in my hands. "I understand. Don't stress over this. If you want to take it slow then fine." He gives me a sad smile and starts to take off his clothes. "I'm hopping in the shower. Care to join ?" I nod and strip from my clothes while we walk into the spacious shower.
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"Kitten." He calls me. "Yes ?"
"Get dressed. When I come back home we're going roller skating. Would you like that ?" I stand on then tip of my toes and squeeze him as hard as I can. "Oh my goodness yes !" I say to him. I remember going roller skating with my mother at El Lugar Groovy. When it closed down , I haven't skated since. "I'm going roller skating , I'm going roller skating." I sing childlishly. I hear a deep chuckle from the love of my life. "I'll be back in about 2 hours. Emergency meeting. Make sure you're ready by 8:00." He orders , pull in get in and kissing my nose. "I'll miss you."
I'll miss you too.
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We arrive to El Lugar Groovy around 8:30 and my giddiness rises every time the line moves up. "Mr. Burkley , do you even know how to skate ?" He smiles at me before he responds. "A little. I was wondering if you can teach me." Before I knew it , the lady behind the glass asked for $16 , gazing lovingly at Michael. "Thanks , have a fun time." She says , looking at what's mine up and down. "Let's go." I grabbed his hand and he kisses mine before walking in.
He can skate. Actually he can skate pretty well. Every single spin and turn and move mesmerized me. "And you said you could skate 'a little'." I say , making the quotation marks with my fingers. "You learn something new everyday." He says before grabbing hand and spinning me around. We skate around , holding each other close for a few hours before handing the employee our departing ticket. "That was really fun. I haven't skated in years. Thanks for taking me." I smile at him , locking my arm in his. "Anything for you." This time I drive home , we remove all of our clothes and head to bed.
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