Free Total Control by Desiree Wilder

changing the subject.
    “Absolutely. I’ve had enough of his bullshit. I don’t want you worrying about it , though; there’s a lot more to it than him lying about you. This goes way beyond that. It’s something I’ve needed to nip in the bud for a while.”
    “Do you have someone else to do his job?”
    “Not for sure, but I know a couple of people who’d love the opportunity. I’m not worried about it.”
    “Good. Would you like me to start dinner? Are you hungry?” she asked.
    “Yeah, I’m getting there.” It was a little early for dinner but the thought of watching her in the kitchen excited me.
    “I’ll start cooking then, and you put on some music.” She went to the counter and got busy while I started looking through her CDs. I tried to keep them in order, alphabetically, like she had them. I smiled to myself as I wondered what she’d do if I mixed them all up. Would she rush over and put them back right away, or would she wait until I wasn’t looking? I decided not to find out right then, I didn’t know how compulsive she was about it. I thought it was sweet.
    I put some music on and asked if she needed any help. She said no, so I pulled out one of the dining room chairs and watched her. She was very sexy as she moved to the beat of the music and sang along as she chopped, sautéed, and stirred. She danced over to the table and put our plates on it, bending over the top of the table to reach the other side. Her ass was teasing me as it thrust out toward me and then shimmied its way back to the stove.
    “You’re doing one hell of a job, ” I said.
    “Are you surprised?”
    “Not at all. If it tastes as good as you look cooking it, I’m going to overeat.”
    She walked o ver to me and straddled me in the chair. “Sounds like you’re enjoying watching me cook,” she said softly as she kissed my neck and ear.
    “Very much, ” I whispered.
    “ After dinner I want to fuck you in this chair,” she whispered in my ear, then she stuck her tongue in it and ran it all the way down my neck. Holy shit!
    “In fact, I want dessert bef ore dinner tonight.” It was as if she were reading my mind. She pulled her shirt off and grabbed the bottom of mine and yanked it off. She’s not messing around! She stood and pulled me to my feet, unbuttoned all five of my buttons in one easy tug, and pulled my jeans and boxers down. Damn, Gia, you surprise me sometimes! She pushed me back down and pulled her shorts and panties off. When she looked into my eyes, I could see the want in hers and I felt desired.
    She straddled me again and I reached around and unclasped her bra. It popped open and I immediately had one of her nipples in my mouth. She moaned as s he rubbed against my erection and leaned her head back. She looked sexy as fuck, and that was exactly what she was going to do to me. She slipped her hand down and guided me into her, slowly at first, but then faster as her wetness covered my cock. She felt warm and tight as her pussy massaged me with the rhythm of Journey playing in the background.
    I grabbed her ass and held her tight as I came. She put her hands on my knees, leaned back and moaned as she came. She’s amazing. That was by far the best quickie I’d ever had.
    She sat up straight and gazed down at me. She looked beautifully sated , and the way she blinked slowly and smiled made me feel even more satisfied. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. She shivered as I ran my hands up her back and down her sides.
    “That was some dessert ,” I told her.
    She giggled. “ Thank you. I don’t know what came over me. You make me feel young and sexy.”
    “You are young and sexy.”
    She smiled and we got lost in each other’s eyes. “I better finish dinner,” she said and pulled herself away. She handed me a box of Kleenex before she picked up her clothes and went into the bathroom. I cleaned myself off and pulled up my pants, which were still around my ankles. That was the second time