Jesse Morris was a shy 25 year old who worked down the street from Janvier Inc.
Hal Janvier was a powerful man who knew what he wanted and how to get it. Once he sets his eyes on Jesse, the attraction is instant. He knew that the shy man would be h...
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A private plane.
I just about pressed my face to the little window in the plane. It felt surreal. Like I was up up in the sky and like so close I could almost touch the sky.
"Lovely..."
I looked over at Hal and he quickly took a picture of me. Flipping the phone so I could what he had taken.
"Hal noooo..." I whined, pouring a little.
"What? It's adorable." He said, smiling like a man who had just won the lottery. I made my way over to him and got into his lap, smiling at him.
"You're sending it to Jesper?" I asked Hal.
My man reached around my waist so I could stare at the screen while he sent the picture to his dad.
"Have I told you?"
"Told me what?" I asked him, playing with the collar of his shirt.
"I love how you're friends with my dad." Hal said and I just smiled at him.
"Jesper is cool." I said and for the first time in years I let myself think about my dad. He had been easy going, he had also let my mother dictate everything and went along with whatever he said. When I was being thrown out, he looked like he wanted to say something but he never did. I've had the same number for years and no one has reached out to me. Not my parent. No family members. No one.
But Jesper. Jesper was everything I have seen in movies and even sometimes at the store when father and sons or father and daughter walk into the store. Jesper was nice, caring, open and happy.
"Well my dad thinks you're too good. He thinks you're perfect for me." Hal said, nuzzling his nose in my neck.
"And what do you think?" I asked him. I wonder what it would take to make Hal wear his glasses more regularly. Or you know, during sex.
"You are wonderful and you are mine." Hal said, turning his head a bit and pressing a kiss to my neck, right on my collar.
"All yours." I promised, slipping my fingers into his hair. Hal doesn't let up, he peppers kisses on my neck, occasionally nipping, leaving his mark behind. I'm very sure when I land I would be littered with bright purple marks around my neck.
There was one thing I wanted to try and I knew full well there was a bed on this plan. I had been given a tour and everything. I tugged on Hal's hair and tilted his head back and pressing my lips against his. We kissed, hot and open, Hal's tongue fucking into my mouth.
"Hal..."
"Yes?"
"I want you to call me baby..." I said and he groaned around the kiss. We agreed he could call me this when I learnt how to dissociate them and now I wanted to hear him.
