doorway. I cautiously opened the door to find a large, immaculate spare bedroom, complete with a beautiful brass-framed bed. It didn’t look as though anyone had used it. The room smelled of newness and the white cotton bedding looked pristine. I closed the door and moved on to the next door. I opened it, expecting to find another spare bedroom but the sizeable room was totally empty. The walls were white and the signature oak flooring was laid but there was nothing at all inside. I opened the next two doors and found that they too were empty. I shook my head, realizing that the empty space that I’d seen so far was the same size as my whole apartment. Why would he want a whole floor to himself when he only used a handful of rooms? The thought occurred to me that it was probably to protect his privacy but it also might be just because he could.
I moved on to the next door. That one was locked. I couldn’t help but wonder what was inside – why lock a door when you live alone, especially since the apartment could only be accessed by a private, key operated elevator? What was in there? I heard a noise and knew that Lucas was back. I quickly shot back up the hallway and into the kitchen.
Moments later I heard him shouting my name and he sounded anxious. I dashed out of the kitchen and met him coming out of the living room. As soon as he saw me, he exhaled.
“What’s the matter?” I asked, confused.
“I thought you’d gone,” he said quietly.
“Why would I go? Especially since you are being my personal servant!”
He didn’t look impressed with my attempt at humor. “Come,” he said and strode back down the hallway.
“I have … twice,” I quipped as I trailed along behind him.
“For your insolence, I’ll make sure it won’t be three times today now.”
“You’re just jealous because I am 2-1 up!”
He stopped and turned abruptly. “I should make you get on your knees and even up the score, right now.” The look on his face showed how serious he was.
“You say it like it would be a punishment.”
“Wouldn’t it be?” He demanded as he stepped closer and leaned right in so that our faces were almost touching.
I looked into his mesmerizing eyes and whispered “No Sir.”
His eyes widened briefly and he pulled back, obviously surprised by my response. Then he narrowed his eyes and looked suspicious. “Why did you say Sir?”
I shrugged. “I’ve no idea – it just seemed appropriate.”
He closed his eyes for a moment and seemed mulling something over. When his eyes opened again, they were a glossy black. I know what that means!
“Get on your knees,” he said sternly and automatically I sank to my knees. He raised an eyebrow, seeming surprised that I had obeyed. Not as surprised as I am! But it’s just so damned hot when he makes his demands in that deep, sexy voice. His hand went to his belt but he hesitated. Instinctively, I reached up and unfastened it. He didn’t move. Emboldened, I soon had his slacks round his ankles and his hard cock in my hand. His skin was so soft and silky.
I leaned closer and swirled my tongue around the head. I heard Lucas gasp and his hands reached out and fisted in my hair. I loved that I had an alpha male completely at my mercy. Right now, I was the one who had all the power. As I licked his cock, right down to the base, I wondered how often submissives have the Dominant eating out of the palm of their hand. Fellatio was definitely the act for that!
As I took his cock fully in my mouth and into the back of my throat, I heard him gasp and moan. I withdrew but used my teeth to graze his length as I did so. I heard him curse and it made me smile. How to reduce a bad ass millionaire into a quivering wreck in seconds! I suddenly felt so turned on. I don’t think it was just because I was sucking