Ryan imagined peeling the dress away from her body, revealing her lovely flesh inch by inch. Her curves would call to him. He’d stroke a hand up and down her sides, memorizing the shape of her body. She’d possess large, heavy tits, a small waist but a rounded stomach with thick hips. From the look of her alone he knew she could take a pounding. If she wanted some pain mixed in with her pleasure then he was more than happy to give it to her. Ryan took great pleasure in being able to give his submissives what they liked.
For many years he’d trained to be a good, experienced Dom. He read people in order to know what to do to bring them the greatest satisfaction. Jesse was hiding from what she truly wanted.
She made all the right sounds and denials yet he witnessed a yearning deep inside her. Jesse wanted a lot more than plain simple fucking. He didn’t know how he was going to give her everything her heart desired. All Ryan knew was he’d do everything in his power to give Jesse what she needed.#p#分页标题#e#
Fisting his length, he worked from the base up to the root, imagining the feel of Jesse around him. He wondered how her lips would feel taking his shaft deep into her mouth. Would she swallow his cum or would he need to pull out at the last minute and splash his cum over her full tits? Either one turned him on more than the last. Groaning, he cupped his balls, tightening his grip as the first wave of his seed erupted onto his stomach.
The orgasm fulfilled what he needed at that moment but it wouldn’t entirely sate his appetite. The only person he wanted was the sweet Jesse. Cleaning up his mess with the towel, he left his bed to place it in the laundry basket.
He settled back into bed, closing his eyes to sleep when he remembered the need reflected in Jesse’s eyes.
She didn’t think for a second she was damaged even though she behaved like it. Ryan, if it was the last thing he did, would prove to Jesse she wanted and could have the same as other women. A life, a family, and above all, love.
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Jesse counted down the moment until she escaped the clutches of work. For the first time in her life she looked forward to being out of work rather than inside. Tapping her fingers on the desk top, she glanced down at the appointment sheet in front of her. Before she left three signatures were needed to let her know the men and women were out of the building.
Her work didn’t require too much thought. The interactions with clients were down to a minimum, only needing to show clients to their lawyer’s office and make tea. Some of the men tried to hit on her, but she kept them at arms-length. She wouldn’t give any man the thought they could have her. However, none of the men she’d met left her feeling like Ryan had the night before. Her body awakened under his scrutiny. Part of her wanted to invite him to her home.
You wanted so much more.
Cutting off the craving for what Ryan could give her, she focused on arranging the schedule for Monday. Every Sunday the office was closed unless there was a big case for several lawyers to deal with.
“Have you got anything exciting planned for this week?” Denise asked, approaching the reception desk.
Denise looked tired as she rubbed a hand down her face. She was one of the lawyers who handled divorce cases, who once asked her to become a personal assistant. Jesse frowned, realizing three of the other lawyers within the large office also asked her to be their personal assistant.
“You out for today?” Jesse asked, avoiding the question.
“Yeah, I’m done with men cursing their wives and vice versa. I wonder why they ever got married in the first place.” Denise shook her head.
“You’re married, aren’t you?” Jesse tapped away on the keyboard.
“Yeah, fifteen years, three kids and still going strong.” Denise shrugged. “I don’t know. I sometimes think you young ones hate hard work. A good marriage takes hard work from both sides.”
“I imagine so.” She really did like Denise. The older woman always made her feel included in life while her own family kept her at bay, afraid she’d crumble at the first hurdle. She’d survived a lot even if her family didn’t see the truth glaring them in the face.
“Anyway, any hot date or prospect on the horizon.”
Most of the time she shook her head, denying any involvement with a man. Thinking about Ryan made her want to tell Denise the truth.
“Actually, I’ve met someone. We don’t know each other all that well but we’re going on a date today. After work in fact.” Speaking the truth out loud and knowing she’d be seeing Ryan very soon made her smile.
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“Well, when’s he turning up? I’d love the chance to meet him.”