Chapter 7 Vivid in my dreams

The dream started slowly at first, his eyes were the first thing I saw as soon as I slipped off into deep sleep. His eyes were hard as he gazed at me, laying there and completely vulnerable to his touch.

I parted my lips slowly, my eyes trailed down his treasure trail. Giving me a good view of his body. His shirt was unbuttoned and his pants zipped as he drank his scotch. He was watching me, like prey in the dark.

It excited me and terrified me at the same time. His cold eyes were alive with passion for me.

"What did I tell you, kitten?" He asked me.

I opened my lips to answer but no sound came out, I was tongue-tied like a freaking teenager.

"You know I expect answers to all my questions?" He asked, barely lifting a finger to my face when I shuddered.

The control the man had over me was overwhelming and frustrating, my body reacted to his very touch like I was a hormonal teenager.

"Yes master," I answered.

His smile broadened, it only enhanced his cold features making him appear scary and untouchable. I liked it.

"Today, I am going to fuck you till you can't walk straight." He said.

Maybe it's the way he said it or looked at me, there was no force behind it or anger. He said it like he was trying for a conversation but the words packed power.

It packed a lot of promises.

I gulped.

I was excited now, my legs were wide open and ready to dive in but he merely glanced at me. He was all about mind seduction and it was driving me crazy.

"What about now?" I asked,

He said nothing, just drank from his scotch, and stared at me through the rim of the glass. I peered up at him, he was standing there like we were having a normal conversation.

"Please, master." I whimpered.

My hands were slowly inching down my pants, searching for a release only he could give me. He approached me slowly, his eyes heating up once they saw where my hands were headed.

"You want me?" He asked,

"Yes, master,"

"Show me." He said as he stood right in front of me.

I became shy all of a sudden, and the bad girl persona I was trying so hard to imitate started wavering.

"You want me to touch myself?" I asked shyly.

He nodded, I took a deep breath closing my eyes.

"Eyes on me, love." He growled.

Lord!

I writhed on the bed as I found my nub, pinching it slightly. The bundle of nerves capped electricity to me, I found myself shuddering violently. His eyes followed my every move as he stared at me with intense hunger.

I felt powerful for a second, only I could make his cold eyes light up with fire.

"Please," I whimpered, palming my breasts as I squeezed a little too hard. I needed his hands on me.

"I am right here, tell me what you want." He encouraged.

"I want you to fuck me against that table, with your dick inside me and your hands on my throat," I growled.

"Patience kitten." He whispered, looming over me. His breath smelled like scotch. It turned my senses from the inside out as my mind swirled with the possible things he could do to me.

He replaced my fingers with him as he plunged them deep inside of me, my legs trembled as he found the core center of my ache.

I moaned when he curved his fingers, I was getting there. My lower abdomen tightened just as my spasm started.

Beep beep beep...

I jolted awake and glanced to my side, I glared hard at the alarm clock. The bed felt wet beneath me and I closed my eyes in embarrassment.

I can't believe this.

I checked the time and it was almost time for work, it was time to go in. It was a nice dream, one I wouldn't mind repeating.

I got to work early, and my mind raced as I approached the room, so many things went down in there and it was going to keep taunting me. The ride on the bus pretty much cleared my head the whole way. I was thinking clearly.

"There you are!" Esther exclaimed as soon as she saw me.

I resisted the urge to glare at her. Manager or not, she put me in a tight spot yesterday.

"Here I am," I said, the excitement lost in my voice.

If she noticed my change, she didn't comment.

"So, I got a call that our client appreciated your service and would like another." She said, smiling from ear to ear.

I sighed, "of course he did." I muttered to myself.

I turned around and headed to the parlor, I couldn't stand looking at one second of Esther's face more than I can breathe. it's not like I could say no, she was my boss.

I changed into my scrubs and entered the room to get my supplies. The door banged close and I jumped with my hands on my chest.

"Jesus! You scared me!" I glared at him.

He looked so unbothered with his shirt unbuttoned, just like in my dream. The memories floored me as I blushed.

"I told you the same time, tomorrow. Why did you wait for me to demand from you?" He asked,

I shrugged, "I had work." I said casually.

He scoffed, walking towards me.

His hands were on my neck once he got to me. His lips were in my ears as he spoke to me.

"you will answer my questions with the master at the end, do you understand?" He asked, his eyes blazing.

I nodded slowly as he released me.

I felt the cool air on my chest and bent in surprise. He had ripped my scrubs open. How did he do that while gripping my neck?

"Now, where were we?" He asked in a dark voice.

I gulped.