soap between his hands and down her back. She leaned into his hands as he worked the lather across her skin, gently exploring her body. She rinsed in the hot water and returned the soapy favor. He grabbed a big fluffy towel and dried her back before grabbing one himself. She watched as he dried his hair, some water droplets still hanging to his abs and chest. She reached out with her towel and dried them off, her hand brushing his skin. A tingle of electricity passed through her, but she could feel sleep pulling at her too hard. Maybe in the morning...
They stumbled back to the bed and snuggled into each other, Tracy turned to him and whispered, “In case you were wondering, I am still not one of your whores. You will need to please me like this every time we go out, and I will still have things for you to do for me from time to time. I will not be easy, but I will be worth it.”
He smiled, already half asleep. “I wouldn't have it any other way.” Soon he had drifted off to sleep, his arms wrapped protectively around her.
Tracy reflected on the events that had led her to the billionaire's bed. She touched the scar on her forehead, knowing that the accident had truly saved her life when it could have killed her. She knew that she was happy here with Mr. Hayes, and she hoped that it would stay that way. She wondered if ability to read dreams would work on others, the idea of pleasing and enjoying other men like this sparking an ember of desire in her.
She wondered if she would have more dreams from Mr. Hayes. This new power was something she was going to enjoy exploring and testing. She nestled deeper into his arms, drifting into sleep, and, for the first time that week, dreamed her own dreams.
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"I have an important business meeting in seventeen minutes. You're more important than the meeting, but I should call ahead if I'm going to be late," Hayes said.
"And why, Mr. Hayes, would you be late?" Tracy said, teasingly, in between kisses.
"Well, I wanted to show you exactly who I'd like to go to the dance with," he said.
Tracy looked thoughtful. "Gee, I'm not sure if Jenna Tice can make it here in seventeen minutes." Hayes looked hurt for a moment, so Tracy followed with. "I, on the other hand, will be more than happy to let you apologize for wanting to see her."
Hayes gave her a smile, but it was a strained smile. "Don't let it turn into this. John Tice is an old friend of mine. This company would not exist, and I literally would not be the man I am today, if not for him. It would be my privilege to escort his daughter around. She doesn't hold a candle to you. You're more of a woman than she'll ever be. You're the one that I want to please."
Tracy couldn't help but smile. She knew the words were true, but it was always nice to hear them. She leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Then please me."
Hayes grabbed his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed a number. "James? I'm going to run a little over with some damage control. Hand out the packets and let everyone know to have the details on page six memorized by the time I get there." He hung up without waiting for a response and threw his cell phone back in his pocket.
"Damage control?
They stumbled back to the bed and snuggled into each other, Tracy turned to him and whispered, “In case you were wondering, I am still not one of your whores. You will need to please me like this every time we go out, and I will still have things for you to do for me from time to time. I will not be easy, but I will be worth it.”
He smiled, already half asleep. “I wouldn't have it any other way.” Soon he had drifted off to sleep, his arms wrapped protectively around her.
Tracy reflected on the events that had led her to the billionaire's bed. She touched the scar on her forehead, knowing that the accident had truly saved her life when it could have killed her. She knew that she was happy here with Mr. Hayes, and she hoped that it would stay that way. She wondered if ability to read dreams would work on others, the idea of pleasing and enjoying other men like this sparking an ember of desire in her.
She wondered if she would have more dreams from Mr. Hayes. This new power was something she was going to enjoy exploring and testing. She nestled deeper into his arms, drifting into sleep, and, for the first time that week, dreamed her own dreams.
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"I have an important business meeting in seventeen minutes. You're more important than the meeting, but I should call ahead if I'm going to be late," Hayes said.
"And why, Mr. Hayes, would you be late?" Tracy said, teasingly, in between kisses.
"Well, I wanted to show you exactly who I'd like to go to the dance with," he said.
Tracy looked thoughtful. "Gee, I'm not sure if Jenna Tice can make it here in seventeen minutes." Hayes looked hurt for a moment, so Tracy followed with. "I, on the other hand, will be more than happy to let you apologize for wanting to see her."
Hayes gave her a smile, but it was a strained smile. "Don't let it turn into this. John Tice is an old friend of mine. This company would not exist, and I literally would not be the man I am today, if not for him. It would be my privilege to escort his daughter around. She doesn't hold a candle to you. You're more of a woman than she'll ever be. You're the one that I want to please."
Tracy couldn't help but smile. She knew the words were true, but it was always nice to hear them. She leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Then please me."
Hayes grabbed his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed a number. "James? I'm going to run a little over with some damage control. Hand out the packets and let everyone know to have the details on page six memorized by the time I get there." He hung up without waiting for a response and threw his cell phone back in his pocket.
"Damage control?
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