EroticReverie

Josephine

It felt like I'd never cum enough ever again. All I wanted to do, was keep cumming. For him. With him watching me cum for him. I understood the appeal of a pleasure dom now, and was partly insanely jealous of any other woman that had experienced the power of Giovani Ambrose coaching them to cum. 

After I clean myself up, I change into another different set of lingerie. A simple white lightly padded bra with lace covering, and matching white lace thong panty, and then put on one of the  dresses he bought me today. It's a simple white dress, with a sweart heart neckline and thick shoulder straps. The torso of the dress fits snug to my body, cinched at the waist by a thin white belt, and the rest of the dress falls down, and hits mid thigh. I slip on a pair of heels he bought me today as well, sliding my foot into the shoes, and watching myself grow an inch or two taller. 

When I walk out to the dining area, my heels clicking along the bare floors, I watch as his eyes lift. I tuck my hair behind my ear , pausing as I stand there, letting him look at me. Feeling nervous and then feeling like an idiot when he says nothing.

"I can change." I say when I think he doesnt like it. 

"no." he says quietly, as he lifts his hand from where he's setting a bottle a wine on the table. 

"No." he repeats again shaking head. "Do not change." 

"You are perfect." he says and I flush , my cheeks heating. 

"Thank you." I say and he walks over to me, and I look up at him, even in my heels I still have to lift my chin as he stands there in front of my, my body tingling, waiting for his hand on me, anywhere, anywhere at all. 

"Money well fucking spent." he half whispers to himself, as he looks down over me, his eyes falling over my dress , down my legs to my shoes. 

"Worth every fucking penny." he says and I swallow, my nipples tightening behind my bra, my pussy aching already again. Dripping in another new pair of panties as this man looks at me , making me feel more wanted that I ever have.  

"Sit. Let's eat Jospehine." he says and I feel my lip pout as he turns, and my brows pinch, when he doesnt lay a single finger on me. I just want him to touch me, or command me to touch myself. I never wanted it stop when he was watching me in my room, and I'm exactly as he had said. Greedy. So god damn greedy. 

We sit, and we eat. It's a light meal of salad, with a small dish of grilled chicken in some kind of seasoning with tomatoes , and it's delicious and perfect. My toes curl in my shoes anytime his eyes meet mine during dinner, as he talks to me about...I dont even know what, cause all I can think about is how he's sitting here so casually as if he didn't just have me mostly naked, spread open obscenely on my bed as I fingered myself while he watched. As if he didnt buy a fucking dildo and fuck me with it less than an hour ago. 

"Would you like dessert?" he asks and I raise my brow.

"Dessert?" I ask. Wondering what exactly "Dessert" is. 

He gives a knowing grin. "Not that kind of dessert Jospehine." he smiles with amusement when my brows pinch. 

"I'm fine. I'm full. Thank you." I say and he smiles. 

"Did you enjoy the meal?" he asks and I nod.

"Yes, it was delicious." I say. 

"What's your favorite meal?" he asks and I tilt my head slightly.

"I need to know your favorite foods...so I can keep you happy Jospehine." he says and I feel my heart skip a little. 

"I....you don't...need to-" I stop myself. He doesnt interrupt me, but his eyes say enough. Don't. Argue. 

"How do you do that?" I ask and he places his elbows on the table and clasps his hands and rests his chin over them.

"How do I do what?" he asks me. 

"Get what you want, silence me with just a stare. Instead of interrupting me, now you just....glare to shut me up." I say. 

"I never...want to shut you up. I simply want you to not argue when it comes to letting me spoil you." he says. 

"What is this Gio?" I ask and he raises a brow.

"I suppose you mean what is this that is going on between us?" he asks. 

I nod. 

"I ...I just really don't want to look stupid." I say. 

"I have no intention of making you feel that way Jospehine." he says.

"But...I ...I work for you...and....I don't even know what I'm doing....I feel like...I feel like I'm going to end up feeling stupid." I say and look down, wiping my hands on the linen napking and then setting my hands in my lap. 

"Why?" he asks. 

"Because...I....this isn't me...I don't...." I huff, not even sure where my mind is going or what I want to say, or how I even really feel. 

"I don't want to get fired." I say.

"Why on earth would I fire you Jospehine?" he says, sounding a bit angry, a bit offended.

"I dont know...I just...what if...you decide you dont want me to stay here anymore...and then you dont want  me to work there anymore after that..." I say. 

"Josephine." he says and I chew my lip and lift my eyes.

"Regardless of what this is...or what is happening here...I would not do that. I would not kick you out and back onto the fucking street to sleep in your car. And I certainly would not fire you or take your job from you." he says and I shrug.

"I just...you're...intense." I say and this makes him smile slightly.

"Is that bad?" he asks. 

"I dont know." I say honestly. "I feel like... I just met you....just started working for you....and im here...in your fancy pants apartment....eating fancy pants foods....and wearing fancy pants clothes and-" I stop and scowl at him when I notice him biting back a laugh.

"Dont laugh at me." I say sitting up straight. 

"I'm not." he says, fighting his grin.

"YES...you ARE" I snip.

"Sorry...I'm not laughing at you....just...you said fancy pants three times." he says and I bite back my own urge to laugh at myself.

"Well...it IS...it's all very...fancy pants...mister monopoly man." I say and then sit back against the back of my chair and cross my arms and keep scowling.

He shakes his head. "I've never had such trouble controlling myself, or the urges I get when looking at women....but you're....something else." he says.

"And I cant stop thinking about all of the ways I want to spoil you...and take care of you." he says and I lick my lips. 

"But....if we need to slow things down, bring them to a-"

"No" I say and his brows lift.

"I dont want to slow down." I say and he rubs his chin. 

"Then what do you want, because I'll give you whatever it is you need." he says. 

"I ... I dont have a right to ask." I say. 

"What dont you have a right to ask?" he asks. 

I look at him. 

"I was cheated on." I say and he nods, cause he already knows the story I told him last night.

"While this....is just....whatever it is...I don't need a label to it or anything ...I'm not.....I don't want you...." I trail.

"You don't want me keeping the company of other women." he says matter of factly. Reading my mind and I wince.

"I mean you can say no it's not like i-"

"Done." he cuts me off. "What else?" 

My mouth hangs open and I just stare at him.

"What?" I ask.

"I said done. What else is there?" 

"I...what...done? Just like that?" I ask. 

"Were you looking for an argument Jospehine?" he asks, a slight grin, a teasing tone in his voice.

"Done." he says again. "I wont touch another woman. Wont flirt with another woman, or spoil or pleasure dom, or do anything with anyone but you. Now what else do you need?" he asks and I just blink.

"I...I don't know." I say, stunned at how easily he agreed. 

"It can't be that easy." I shake my head. 

"But it is." he says. "I'm going to get off on giving you absolutely everything you want Josephine. So yes, it's that easy for me." 

"But what about you?" I ask. 

"What about me?" he asks. 

"I mean...what do YOU want?" I ask.

"You." he says. "Is that not clear?

I jerk my head slightly back. "But what do you want ...from me?" I ask. 

"Nothing." he says. "Other than the agreement that you will also not seek out anyone elses company while we're exclusive." he says

"Exclusive?" I repeat his word. 

"Yes Jospehine. Meaning you ...and your pleasure...belong to me..and ONLY me." 

"And mine....belongs to you." he says. 

I chew my lip. "Are we...dating then?" I ask confused. 

He grins slightly. 

"Is that what you want? A relationship?" he asks. 

"I ...I dont know...i mean...." 

"I'm intersted Jospehine. So don't back pedal from it now. If you want a relationship, then say so." he says.

"I ...I dont know!" I say stammering.

"This is...this crazy!" I say.

"why is it crazy?" he asks.

"Because it is!" I say throwing my hands up and letting them slap down in my lap. 

"Use your words Jospehine." he says.

My brows pinch and I scowl. 

"Don't talk to me like that" I say.

"Like what?" he cocks his head, the fucking look and tone of his even more patronizing.

"Like im a fucking child." I say angrily. 

"Then use your words." he says. 

I slam my hands down on the table. 

"Fuck this." I say standing up, but before I can even move, a strong hand wraps around my wrist.