Whatever He Wants

"You are so not speaking to me."

CARTER.

I don't want to scare her, but I can't control myself. There's a part of me that needs for her to know that she's mine. I lean back and admire the flushed, frazzled look she sports. She's simply a beauty. I also notice the prominent love bite I placed on her neck. I never had any semblance of showing ownership for anyone, but with her I knew I'd gladly tattoo my name on her forehead. Her lips are swollen and red, still slightly pouting.

"What do you mean?" she asks. Her voice is so angelic and soft.

"Exactly what I said. I don't fool around Paxton." She's about to reply when a knock sounds on the door. I get up and seat her right beside me.

"Come in!" I yell out and the servers come in with the main course. We eat in silence, but I know her mind is going wild.

"Do you want dessert? I ask her.

"What is it?" she asks as she studies the art around the room.

"Whatever you want can be brought in 20 minutes. My staff is on standby ready to get whatever you want," I tell her. She freezes and looks at me. I know my woman is smart because a look of calculation passes over her eyes. Not a malicious one, but one that was putting the pieces of a puzzle that I wanted her to put together.

"You really work your staff hard," she says instead.

"They get paid an extravagant amount to do as their told."

"I guess so," she shrugs.

"So dessert?" I ask her again.

"I'd say yes, but I have no clue as to what I want. You decide." I smile at her and know that her submissiveness wasn't something that she gave away easily. She was a strong woman, but I also knew that inside, there was a part of her that was dying for a man to step up and take charge. I sent a quick message to my staff to prepare her favorite dessert combination.

"It'll be here shortly."

"What's your favorite thing about your house?" she asked.

"Let me show you." I get up and extend my hand, pleased when she doesn't hesitate to slip it in mine. With her hand firmly in my grasp, I walk her towards the backyard. The backyard sports an outdoor fireplace and kitchen with a covered gazebo and a pool that overlooked the guest house. Since it was the evening, the pool and torches surrounding the yard was lit up and so was the fireplace.

"This looks amazing," she gasps. All I can see is her and our future family here with me forever. She turns to face me and stops dead in her tracks, no doubt seeing the intensity in my eye.

PAXTON.

When I turn to face Carter, he's staring at me with deathly intense eyes. There's so much power to him and it terrifies me. I have no clue what a man like him wants with me.

"I just remembered, I have early prep tomorrow. I have to leave," I stammer even though I'm off tomorrow, but he doesn't know that. He doesn't reply, but comes closer to me. His walk is lazy, almost predatory.

"I'll let you get away with this one love. Nothing is going to stop me from claiming you. Not even you."

When he finishes with that sentence I gape and look at him.

"You are so not speaking to me," I huff when I snap out of it.

He chuckles like he finds me cute and brings his hand up to caress my face. He then uses his hold to tilt my face up at him. He leans down and gives me the sweetest kiss.

"I have to see to something. I'll have Arthur drive you back. If I ever don't come for you myself, you're only to get in a car if it's him," he instructs. I find myself nodding even though I hardly doubt I'll be going anywhere with him again. Taking my hand, we walk back through the house and there's a car already on standby. I have no clue how he's done that seeing as I just told him that a few minutes ago and I never saw him calling anyone.

"How'd you get a car here so fast?" I asked making my undertone clear.

"I had one on standby the entire night. I'll always give you a choice, to a certain extent," he replies. I'm left more confused by his statement and he ushers me to the car.

"Bye," I whisper as I'm about to duck in, but he grabs my hand stopping me. I gasp, not expecting it and he uses that to plunder my mouth, completely ravage it. I can't even control myself when I wrap my hands around his shoulders and grip his hair, urging him closer. A moan breaks free from my mouth and he stills. For a moment I think I've done something wrong, but then he breaks the kiss and pulls me on him, my legs having to wrap around his waist. He holds me with just one hand as if I weigh nothing. He then starts peppering kisses on my neck and my head tilts to the side to accommodate him.

"This is mine. Even your body knows it, baby." I mewl as he nips the base of my throat.

"Be good. I need to take care of business and you need to get rest," he reminds me. As if it pains him, he sets me down but keeps his hand on my ass, keeping me pressed against him so I can feel his erection.

"Okay. Be safe," I find myself saying as I stroke the back of his neck and shoulders. At that moment I realized that I didn't want to let go of him.

"I always am. I'll see you later," he says and gives me another kiss, this time very brief and then he opens the car door for me. I unwillingly untangle myself from him and get in. Just as he's about to close it, he bends and I find myself eye level with him.

"Enjoy your day off tomorrow baby," he says with a smirk and closes the door.