Driven

Ch 5

Ethan's p.o.v

I felt myself falling into a quiet darkness a feeling of peace and calm washing over me. I felt a voice calling me out of my blissful state. "Hey Ethan, open your eyes for me. Follow my voice babe" I felt a sense of consciousness and reality set in as I slowly forced my eyes open, only to be greeted by the most gorgeous grey pools of color. I felt myself stare into them slowly, my lips ghosting the word beautiful but not a sound escaping me as I watch captivated. The face slowly lowered onto mine, his lips placing gentle pecks and chaste kisses on my lips. I close my eyes sighing blissfully as I wrapped my arms around his neck and returned his kisses softly, silently thanking him for the amazing time he had shown me.

He pulled away slowly laying down by my side but I could still feel his eyes on me. The embarrassment of our play set onto my cheeks as a raging blush and I gazed around the room, searching for an escape. I looked back down and mumbled "Can I please use the bathroom sir?".

Since his body lay so close to mine, I felt his perfectly sculpted, gorgeous....... I mean, uh.. his chest rumble as he ordered - "Yes you can, but no locking the door." I quickly extract myself from his warmth and walk into the bathroom, closing the door behind me.

I quickly pee in the toilet bowl before flushing the toilet and walk over to the sink. After I'm done washing my hands I turn off the tap as I place my hand on either ends of the sink, the panic of my situation finally setting in.

I had my first kink scene..... with a client.

A very hot client.

But still a client!!

Oh my god, there are going to be rumors about how unprofessional I am, Mathew is going to be so disappointed, my entire company is going to be over, all those years I spen-

Suddenly, a knock on the door, snaps my out of my self loathing and almost reflexively, my hands fly to the lock, turning it instantly. I can almost feel the cold anger coming off in waves from the other end of the door. I slowly step away from the door in panic and scan the bathroom looking for an escape route.

"I am going to count to three boy, and I want the door open before I finish or you won't like the punishment I'll plan" His voice boomed, clear and dripping with notes of warning.

I pushed away from the door both fearful and panicked and the first count rang clear through the washroom.

"One"

I felt my chest tightening and I felt mentally conflicted, I wanted to open the door but the panic of what would happen later kept pulling me away.

"two"

I felt black spots blocking my vision as my breathing raced faster and I felt-

"three"

I heard a key being inserted into the door and it swung open and he walked in and quickly picked me up and carried me into the bed room and sat down with me on his lap slowly. He tried talking to me but my closing throat wouldn't let me get a word across. "Deep breaths, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out , keep going babe" My fading sense of reality followed his commands and it was a few seconds before I could see clearly and a few minutes later, I was able to breath freely as well.

I kept my eyes trained on my hands and I could feel his upset emotions coming of in crystal clear vibes. I felt emotionally and physically exhausted and all I wanted was Mathew to carry me to bed and tuck me in with his warmth by my side. I scramble off of his lap apologizing repeatedly and quickly grab my clothes rushing into my outfit, and run out the door ignoring his voice that called my name.