Come Break Me Down

Chapter 3

Waking up the next morning alone in bed, I knew he was at the gym. He was determined and lived by a strict schedule, something I learned long ago. I was still tired and looking around the room at the discarded clothing from the night before while I forced myself out of bed.

I knew he went easy on me last night. Usually the morning after was met with aches and bruises, this was one thing that was consistent, however, so was the soreness between my legs.

Making my way to the bathroom, I stepped over the clothes. I noticed that before Jared left, he took time to put the black bag and toys away. He must have been busy shopping the day before while I was on the plane, since we had new toys to add to our never ending collection at home. Being famous had its perks, I guess. All he had to do was make a phone call and the toys would be delivered to him, discreetly.

After showering, I put on a robe and walked back to the bed. He was back and looked tired as he had thrown all of the clothing lying around in a bag. "Morning babe, I ordered you some breakfast."

Smiling, I crawled across the bed to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him, "Thank you, I forgot you had to go to the gym so early."

I already knew what his response would be. Never had I met anyone so driven and determined as he. It really didn't matter if he slept at all, when that alarm went off, he was up. He pushed himself beyond the limits of anyone I had ever known. Jared rarely had any down time, but this was something I accepted going into this relationship with him. He smiled back at me, "I am a little tired, but I'll survive. Maybe after breakfast we can go for a walk around the city." I had never flown this far away from home to see him before, but he was going to make sure that I got to see the city.

I was also aware that his fans knew about us and it didn't bother me that once we were spotted, we would be followed. It usually ended with a huge group of his fans walking with us. They were always pleasant and I would gladly step back to watch him interact with them. For the most part, they were respectful, often hugging me and asking if I would snap a photo of them with Jared.

Breakfast arrived and he went to shower while I ate. Sitting there drinking my coffee, I scrolled through my phone. He returned with a towel around his waist. Seeing his body in the light like this, I realized just how big he had gotten. The shorter hair and the huge muscles changed his whole appearance. He looked so strong as opposed to a few years ago when he appeared very frail. Looking at the veins bulging all over his body, I seemed to settle my eyes just above the towel.

He was just standing there, leaning against the door frame and staring down at his phone. His face was completely relaxed, almost innocent, unlike the dominant, depraved freak from last night. It amazed me how fast his demeanor changed from the bossy, demanding fucker who called me a dirty girl and ordered me to suck him off, to the sweet, loving and caring man who called me baby.

Clearing his throat and bringing me out of my thoughts, he looked over at me, "If I actually have to come over there and dress you, we may never leave this room today."