Free Bending the Rules: Breaking the Rules #2 by L.K. Lewis Page B

could meet his gaze as I
looked over my shoulder.
    “At the risk of sounding clichéd my love, as much as I love
you in this dress, I can’t wait to get you out of it,” Drake said as I giggled,
shimmying my hips to aid him in his quest for garment removal.
    “You are such a dork, babe,” I said as I twirled back around
in his arms, stepping out of my dress that had pooled at my feet. “But you’re
my dork, and I love you.”
    “I love you too. Come, I just finished drawing us a bath,”
Drake once again took my hand, and led me into the bathroom, quickly removing
his tight white t-shirt, and dropping his low-slung grey sweats. I had stolen
an appreciative glance at him earlier and could tell by his arousal that he was
going commando. Drake stifled a laugh at my involuntary gasp as his pants hit
the ground.
    “Sorry, babe, you’re just so beautiful.” I said, taking an
extra minute to appreciate my man in all is naked glory. I stepped closer to
Drake so our bodies were touching. I closed my eyes as Drake lowered his
forehead to mine, wrapping his arms around me, enveloping me in his warmth and
love. We stood there silently, enjoying the moment together…in love…in
lust…everything else forgotten. I opened my eyes eventually to find Drake’s
soft gaze, and a shy smile crossed his face.
    “You are the beautiful one, Morgan, inside and out. I’m
sorry I couldn’t be with you today, but I’m glad I can be with you tonight. I
feel so lucky to be the man you come home to,” Drake said as he gently kissed
our favorite spot at the base of my neck right above my collar bone, and then
helped me into the tub.
    We took turns washing each other in the bath, taking time to
enjoy the pleasure of each other’s touch. Instead of taking my usual position
in Drake’s arms with my back against his chest, I sat facing him with our legs
wrapped around each other. Drake and I had become so good at making the most of
our time together getting to know each other. We sat amongst bubbles, cocooned
in warm, sweet smelling water as we talked about our first encounters.
    “I was so afraid to open myself to the possibility of love
with you. Once my father agreed to take me on with his company, I threw myself
headfirst into learning every aspect of the business. I’d fucked everything up
in my life so badly. This was my chance at redemption. I had a few months under
my belt and had proven myself to my father. I knew he was ready to hand the
company over to me, he’d hinted that enough times, but I knew he wanted to make
me sweat it out a little more.
    “When I saw you waiting for me in reception on your first
day, I knew I was in danger of losing everything I had worked for. Of course I
first noted your exquisite beauty, but it was the look in your eye as you took
the room in that made me stop and watch you for a few moments. Your eyes spoke
of curiosity and determination. I’ve known your father for years, and he has
always spoken so fondly of you, I felt as though I already knew you. Seeing you
standing alone, ready to take on such a demanding job with absolutely no
previous experience, I could see in your eyes that you couldn’t wait to do
this…on you own. By the way your father spoke of you I could tell they’d kept
you under their thumbs your whole life. I’ve met a ton of girls with similar
upbringings and affluence surrounding them, and they are always spoiled bitches
waiting for you to lay your world at their feet. Seeing you so ready to find
your own identity, your own place in this world, I immediately respected you. I
spoke your name and you turned to meet my gaze and my heart stopped. Your
reaction to seeing me for the first time was the exact experience I was having.
I saw the lust in your eyes as you took me in. I love that I wasn’t what you
expected. Of course, you were expecting my father to greet you, not me. The
shock in your expression was hilarious as well,” Drake said with a laugh.
    Laughing with him