I'll be Yours.

Chapter 2

I arrived at work a half hour late due to my encounter with Alex. I gave my boss the excuse of waking up late and he gave me a warning not to let it happen again. I couldn't get what happened out of my mind. The way his arms were caging me, his body pressed on mine, and the deep intensity of his eyes.

As I was serving food to the customers I found myself daydreaming about how soft his lips would feel on mine, how silky his hair would be if I got the chance to run my hands through it. I wasn't paying attention to what I was doing and I tripped over my feet sending me flying forward and the food landing all over me. I was covered with mashed potatoes and gravy and some sort of sauces. People were staring at me and my face felt hot. I got up and dashed into the bathroom, tears escaping my eyes.

No way could I keep thinking about this guy. He was turning me into a hormonal mess. Why is it one guy can make me nervous and weird when I'm normally so calm and collected? Ugh. No. When or if he even texts me, I'll meet up with him and tell him that he was not going to boss me around and we weren't going to see each other again. Period.

I washed myself off and fixed my hair and makeup then stepped out of the bathroom and right into my boss.

"I don't know what's wrong with you today, but I think you need to take the rest of the day off and collect yourself. You can come in tomorrow and try again." He said eyeing me up and down like he expected to have a breakdown it something.

"B-but I'm fine." I stammered. I hadn't messed up big or anything, why would I have to go home?

He only shook his head at me and said, "Just go home. and get some rest Janelle, okay?"

I sighed and nodded. "Alright, okay. Sorry for today." I said and walked away with my head down.

When I got home I took a shower rinsing off the smell of food and the rest of the gravy I couldn't get out of my hair. I got out after an hour feeling better, that is until I looked at my phone and seen a new text from a number I didn't recognize. I groaned and tapped my phone showing my message.

Unknown number: Janelle, today was entertaining and you have been on my mind since our encounter. Meet me tomorrow at the Starbucks on the corner of Holland and Sylvania. I trust you know where it is?

Me: Yes, I know where it is. The only reason I will be coming is so we can talk about what happened today. Nothing more. Nothing less.

Alex: I can assure you that is not all we will be talking about my dear. I think you have a few things to learn about orders and submission. Hmm. You'll be so fun to teach.

Me: Excuse me but I don't think you should be telling me what I can and can not do. I am an adult just like you. Now if you're done trying to act like my father I'm going to sleep. Goodnight.

I smiled at my response and didn't have to wait long for Alex's reply. I rolled my eyes and opened his text.

Alex: You're responses are making me smile. Although I am not your father I suspect after a while you're going to start seeing that I am going to be your Daddy and you, my little girl will be the Pet. Goodnight kitten. Sweet dreams :).

I gasped at the text and re-read it trying to see if I could have possibly read it wrong. Nope. I didn't. I was shocked at his reply but was slightly turned on by him. I shook myself. No! I was not going to have this man walking into my life thinking he was going to control me. This wasn't going to happen.

Right before I went to sleep I convinced myself that tomorrow I was going to set things straight and make sure that Alex got the message that I was not going to let him boss me around and treat me like a piece of meat.

Too bad that thought didn't last very long. That night I had a very naughty dream of Alex. He had me handcuffed to the bed but it wasn't only my hands he had cuffed. He cuffed my ankles too. I was wearing only a black thong and black laced bra. I wasn't embarrassed in my dream which I thought was weird since I know I would be in real life.

Alex walked over to the bed wearing boxer briefs and I couldn't tear my eyes away from his member which was hardening and lengthening in the briefs. He chuckled under his breath which broke my trance and I finally looked up at his face. His eyes were practically iridescent in the moonlight washing into the room. He caressed my cheek with his calluses hand and I shivered under his touch.

He knelt his face down to mine and I wanted to so badly press my lips to his I didn't realize I was straining my neck trying to reach his face. He laughed and gave in to my whimpering and pressed his lips softly to mine, but the moment our lips touched I sat bolt upright in my bed. Sweat was sliding off my face and the room felt like it was 100 degrees.

I wiped my f ace with a shaking hand and reached for the water on my night stand. The dream was so frightening in its intensity. I couldn't help but reach my emotional breakdown and finally cried long and hard. I cried so hard and long that eventually I passed out, not having another dream that night.