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“Aroused?” he asked with a raised brow.

“Yes, this handsome man I’m
living
with
got me all worked up, right before he left for work, instead of three hours earlier when he first woke up.”  She raised her eyebrow at him expectantly.

“How did you …?”  He nodded in understanding.  “Hilda.”

“Why were you up so early?  You didn’t wake me.”  She pouted in that way he loved.

“You looked so beautiful in my bed, I …” He struggled with his hands, wanting to touch her.  He sighed, letting his fingers drop.  “Do we really have to talk about this now?  Things were just getting interesting.”

Mackenzie dangled the blindfold in front of his face.  “I have the power here.  It will serve you well to remember that.”  She smiled at him triumphantly and he couldn’t help but laugh.  “So, what gives?  You’ve never had a problem waking me up before,” she teased.  “Every day when you stayed at my apartment, if I remember correctly.”

“You’re
here
now and it’s … different …” he admitted.  “I don’t know.”

He’s doubting me and treading carefully. 
Guilt seeped into her veins just knowing that his doubts were all put there by her.  She leaned forward and cupped his face, staring down into his deep, dark eyes so he could see the truth behind hers.  “Nate, I’m not going anywhere.  I swear it.”

“Marry me then.”  Her heart jumped.  When she didn’t respond a slow smirk appeared on his face.  “You know, if you’re sticking around and all …”

Mackenzie shook her head and rolled her eyes but couldn’t help the grin that appeared.  “You need to stop saying that.  You’ll just have to trust me to stick around.”  She took the blindfold and wound it around Nate’s head.  He lifted it willingly, allowing her to tie a knot behind him.  “I know this is hard for you, being a control freak and all, but I need you to trust me.”

“I do trust you.” 
If only she trusted herself.

All thoughts left his mind when her mouth descended on his cock and she began sucking.  She licked and teased, sucked and stroked, until he was squirming on the bed, aching to come.  And then she stopped.  He couldn’t feel her there anymore.

“Mackenzie?”  She was gone.  His heart beat wildly in his chest, not only from his arousal but with anticipation of what was next.  He pushed his head against the pillow, raising his chin with a groan.  Then he felt the bed dip beside him.  “What are you doing?” he asked.

“Shh.  No talking.”  She giggled and his lips curved into a smile.

“I think you’re enjoying this too-” His words were cut off by the object pulsating against his cock and fuck if it didn’t feel good.  “What is that?  Are you using a vibrator on me?”

“No, it’s a …” Mackenzie tried to argue, not wanting to freak him out, but she couldn’t lie.  “Okay, yes, it’s a vibrator,” she admitted.  She rubbed it along his shaft and watched his hips flex upward. “Feels good doesn’t it?” 

“Yes,” he said on a strangled moan. 
Fuck!  I wasn’t expecting that
.

“Open your mouth.”

“No.  I’m not going to suck on that thing.”

“Nate, you have to trust me.  Open your mouth.”  He felt her moving above him and then he felt her legs either side of his torso. “Stick out your tongue.”

When he guessed what her position might be, he had no objections at all.  He did as he was told and was rewarded with her pussy pressed down on his face.  It took him a moment to realize her position – she was upside down.  She manoeuvred herself until she was pressed on him perfectly.  His tongue lapped at her juices, he moaned at the taste of her arousal.  He circled her lips and sucked on her clit, while her mouth reattached itself to his cock.  She went in hard and fast, the sensation of the vibrations at the base of his cock heightening his pleasure.

“Fuck Mackenzie, be careful, I’m gonna-”

She stopped what she was doing.  “Did I give you permission to talk?” she asked cheekily, before biting his thigh.

“Ahh!  Fuck!”

Then she was sucking him back into her mouth.  Her hips began moving, she was fucking his face, giving him a blow job, while he was bound and blindfolded and he’d never been more turned on in his fucking life.  He groaned against her and she answered with a moan of her own around his cock.  She rubbed the vibrator faster against him and he lost it, coming violently into her mouth, his hips bouncing on the bed.  She lifted off him a second later.

“I’m sorry, Mackenzie.  I did warn you.”

“That’s okay,” she panted, removing the blindfold.  She stared down at him and bit her lip.  “I can finish this myself,” she straddled his chest, “and
you
… can watch.”

She inserted the vibrator and watched his eyes focus between her legs.  It was so erotic, watching him watching her.  She was ready to explode but she didn’t want it to end so she began teasing herself instead.

She spread her legs wider, giving him the full view to all that was happening.  He desperately wanted to touch her.  He pulled on his restraints and the handcuffs bit into his skin.

“Mackenzie, please free my hands.”

“No.  Just watch.”

He could see her bud pulsating with arousal as she swirled the vibrator against herself.  Her fingers joined in, dipping inside her pussy.  She was drenched with excitement and Nate could feel his cock springing back to life.  He was getting restless.  Her body weighed heavily across his chest and he desperately wanted to feel her everywhere else.  The bite of the metal hurt his wrists when he tugged again, but he didn’t mind the pain.

“Struggle all you like, you’re not going anywhere.”  She smirked victoriously, loving being able to throw his own words back at him again.  She felt heady with power.

“Mackenzie please.  I need to touch you.”  He spoke with ragged breath.  “I want to taste you again.”

“Here.”  She held her wet fingers to his lips.  “Taste.”

He sucked her fingers into his mouth.  He still wanted more.  His body was buzzing with lust and his cock was getting harder by the second.

“Fuck!  Yes!  Oh god!” Mackenzie shouted out in ecstasy when she pressed the vibrator to her clit and her body exploded with a huge orgasm.  Tossing the toy aside, she collapsed on top of him.  She closed her eyes and as her breathing slowed she found herself drifting.

“Mackenzie,” Nate murmured into her hair before she could fall asleep.

“Mmm?”  She lifted her head, eyeing him sleepily.  He shook his hands and the clank of the metal handcuffs reminded her she had a question for him.  “Where are the keys?”

“What?  They were attached to the cuffs.”

“They were?  I didn’t see them.”  She saw his eyes widen in panic and couldn’t stop her laughter.  “I’m joking.  Though I think I might leave you cuffed to your bed. I kind of like it.”

“Our bed,” he corrected her.  She produced the key a second later and released him.  He quickly flipped her onto her back making her squeal.  “You made me hard again,” he accused.

He didn’t even allow her a chance to comprehend his words before he was inside her.  He thrust his cock deep into her body like he had something to prove.  He was regaining his control and Mackenzie had no problem allowing that. 
None at all.

“Oh fuck!”  She could feel another orgasm building.  “That’s so good.  Don’t stop.”

He nipped her neck on his final thrust, sending them both over the edge together.

“You’re so damn perfect for me, Mackenzie,” he whispered against her skin.

“Is everything okay?” Mackenzie asked once Simon dropped them off at the front door of the house.  Mackenzie had just finished her Friday night shift and was about to embark on her first full weekend in her new
home
.  She was happy, but could tell something was on Nate’s mind.  “You’ve been distracted all night.”

They made their way to the kitchen where Mackenzie grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and Nate a bowl of grapes.  He had come to The Blue Room at the usual nine o’clock time, but not to watch or play games with Mackenzie.  This time his observations were of a different nature. 

“Tell me about your boss.”  Nate casually popped a grape in his mouth as Mackenzie hoisted herself up onto the counter.

“Jonathan?”

“What do you think of him?”

“Not much to say, really.  Alex says he inherited the business.  He thinks Jonathan doesn’t really care too much about it.”  She took a swig of water.

“I see.  And what do
you
think?”

“I agree with Alex.  I’ve only met him a handful of times so he can’t be too invested.  He tends to phone in rather than visit the bar.  Hey, wait a minute.  Don’t you know him?  You called him that first night we were together, to get me a night off.”

“I did.”  He nodded with a smile.

“The cameras!”  It suddenly dawned on her.  “That’s how you got them turned off!  Of course, it makes sense now.  So why are you asking me, if you know him?”

“I value your opinion.”

“How do you know Jonathan anyway?”

“He’s a client.  My firm handles his accounts, known him for years.  I had a meeting with him today and he’s thinking of selling up.”

“Oh great!  So you’re telling me I’ll be out of a job?”

“No.  I’m stating I think he may sell the business.”  His eyes flicked over her face, like he was trying to gauge her reaction or something.

“And?”  She prompted when she couldn’t decide what the expression on his face meant.

“I might buy it.”

“What?  So bossing me around in the bedroom isn’t enough for you?  You want to be my employer too?”  She gave him a shove to the shoulder.

“Not exactly.  You can be your own boss.”  He paused, his eyes fixed on hers.  “How would you feel about owning the place?”

She shook her head.  “I have no idea how to run a business.”

“You and Alex are practically running it on your own anyway.”

She couldn’t really argue with him on that.  “Well, I guess, more Alex than me though.  We are the only two full timers, the rest of the staff are casual.”

“So you could do it.”

“No!  I’m just a server, I can’t run a business, Nate.  I know nothing about doing the books and ordering stock, payroll-”

“My firm will still handle the accounts.  We can take over payroll too, until you find your feet.  Alex already handles the stock and day-to-day managing, right?”

Mackenzie nodded thoughtfully.  “Are you seriously offering to buy me a business?”

“Yes,” he replied.  His excitement with his plan evident by the grin on his lips and the sparkle in his eye.

“Why?”

“Why not?  You enjoy working there.”

“But-”

“No buts.  Do you, or do you not, enjoy working there?”

“Stop!  Is this your way of saying you’re embarrassed about what I do for a living?  That you’d prefer to be able to say I’m a business owner instead of a waitress?”

“No!  Why would you think that?  Mackenzie, I don’t care what you do for work.”

“What if I became a stripper?”  She gave him a sexy smirk.

“
Mackenzie
,” he said in warning, before pushing his body between her legs and wrapping his arms around her waist.  “I’d be happy for you to never work again, if that’s what you wanted.  I’d love for you to marry me and stay home to raise a family, but I know that’s not what you want.  I can see an opportunity here.  I’m a business man and The Blue Room would be a great investment.  If running the place is something you’d like to do, I want to make that happen for you.”  He pulled her closer to the edge of the counter so their bodies were flush.

Silence.  Mackenzie didn’t know how to respond.  His heart was in the right place and she could see the bar would be a solid investment, she’d counted out the till enough times to know the place made good money. 
But me?  Running a business?

“Besides, it’s where we met, the place holds sentimental value to me.”  He smiled.

She giggled, not knowing how to dispute that.

“How about a partnership then?” he said seriously.  “If you’re uncomfortable with the full responsibility.  You and Alex?  You could own it together.”  He could see the cogs were turning inside that pretty head of hers.  “There’s no right or wrong answer, Mackenzie.  Just tell me you’ll think about it.”

“It’s not something I’ve ever contemplated before.  But yes, I’ll think about it.”  She popped a grape in her mouth.

“Promise?”

She nodded while chewing, then swallowed.  “Why does this mean so much to you?”

“Because
you
do.  I want to make you happy.”  He pressed a kiss to her forehead before pulling back with a cheeky grin and adding, “Besides, when you marry me it’ll be half mine by default.”

She bit her lip in contemplation.  “You wouldn’t be considering this if it wasn’t a good investment, right?”

She was deflecting, they both knew it.  The truth of the matter was she
was
warming to the idea of being Mrs. Nathaniel Pierce.  More than that, she was beginning to believe it was inevitable.   At the same time, she didn’t want to appear hypocritical when she’d always been so adamantly against marriage.  She was stubborn.

“I think
you
are a good investment.”  He kissed her quickly on the lips.  “I noticed you didn’t argue when I said you’ll marry me.”

“Oh you noticed that, huh?” she said, draping her arms over his shoulders.

“I did.  It means I’m wearing you down.  I’ll have your finger in my ring in no time.”

“Now
that
sounds kinky.”

“I’ll show you kinky,” he said, pulling her from her thoughts.  He held a grape in front of her face, before sucking it into his mouth and leaning in for a kiss.  He passed the grape into her mouth with his tongue.

“Wait.”  She pushed him back gently by the shoulders.  “You’re really serious about this?” she asked while she chewed.

“Which part?  Buying The Blue Room, you marrying me or the kinky bit?”  He leaned down and ran his tongue along her neck.  “I’m completely serious about all of it, papillon,” he whispered.  “But for now, let’s go with kinky.”  He sunk his teeth in just below her ear causing Mackenzie to yelp before pulling back suddenly, with an excited glint in his eyes.  “I’m suddenly feeling very hungry.”  Mackenzie watched him grab a bowl of chocolate mousse from the fridge.  She leaned down to the drawer by her leg and got out a couple of spoons.  “We won’t be needing those.”

“What?” she asked distractedly.  Her thoughts were still kind of stuck on the whole ‘he’s buying me a bar’ scenario.  She didn’t look up until he took the spoons from her hand.

“I said we don’t need spoons.”  He placed them back in the drawer and then began undoing her shirt buttons. He pressed another quick kiss to her lips. 

“Oh,
that
kind of hungry.”

“Uh-huh.”  He pushed the material off her shoulders and then unhooked her bra and slowly slid it from her body, watching those damn goose bumps appear before dropping it to the floor.  He heard her shoes drop too, but his focus was on her heavy breasts when her nipples formed tight peaks.  He reached over to the bowl and dipped a finger into the dessert; scooping the small amount into his mouth and licking his finger.  “Mmm, want some?”

“Please.”  She loved the mousse that Hilda made them yesterday, had she known there were leftovers she probably would have eaten it today.  Watching ‘Sir’ suck on his finger, before dipping it back in the dessert bowl, she was quietly pleased that she hadn’t known.

“Close your eyes and open your mouth,” he instructed.  “Leave your hands where they are on the counter.”  He wiped a small amount of the mousse on her bottom lip but quickly removed his finger when she tried to close her mouth around it.  His cock hardened watching her lick her lips clean.  Moving his hand lower, he wiped the remainder of the mousse on her nipple.

She gasped loudly.  “That’s cold.”  He leaned forward, sucking the chocolate covered peak into his mouth.  “Oh god!” 

He grazed his teeth over her nipple and then dipped two fingers back in the bowl.  This time he smeared it across her breasts causing her to shiver.  The pale round globes looked positively delicious covered in chocolate dessert, her nipples standing to attention and goose bumps spread across them.  He leaned down to lap it up, sliding his tongue back and forth until it was all gone.

“Mmm, everything tastes better when it’s from your body, Mackenzie.”  He straightened and went for the bowl again, dipping his fingers in and then smearing it across her mouth, this time allowing her to suck on his fingers before removing them to replace them with his tongue.  He ate at her mouth hungrily, his speed increasing with the sound of her moan that vibrated against him.  She moved her hands to his hair and he pulled back.  “No.  Hands on the counter.”

“Yes Sir,” she replied on a pant, obeying him and reattaching her mouth to his.  He scooped a handful of mousse from the bowl and spread it across her breasts, she gasped into his mouth, increasing the pace of her kiss.  He kissed the corner of her mouth, her chin and then went back to work on her chest, while he tugged her panties down her thighs and hastily undid his pants, freeing himself and shoving his way back between her legs.

“I need inside you now.”  He nudged at her opening.

“No Sir.”  She tried to push him away.

“No?  Are you disobeying me?”

“I need …”

“You need?”

She opened her eyes and answered, “My turn at dessert.”

His only response was to help her from the counter and shove his pants closer to his ankles.  She kicked off her panties and turned to grab some mousse from the bowl.  Her skirt was bunched around her waist and her ass bare.  Nate’s hands automatically moved in to cup her cheeks, rubbing them before giving her a hard slap.  She yelped and he admired the red mark on her ass before she again faced him, this time with a twinkle in her eye and a hand covered in chocolate mousse.  He took a step back and watched her fall to her knees in front of him.  The cold dessert made him hiss when she wrapped her hand around him.  He looked down on her while she rubbed the mess further up his stomach with her other hand and then began licking it on her way back to his throbbing cock.  He was ready to explode when her mouth finally reached him.

“Fuck, that tastes delicious,” she said, looking up at him before sucking him back into her mouth.

“I love your dirty mouth, but stop talking and lick it all off.”  He chuckled before inhaling a huge breath when he felt himself losing control.  “I need to get inside you.”

She did as she was told, happy to have her chocolate fill and eager to have him between her legs.  He hoisted her back onto the counter and they both worked his cock into her body.  She could taste chocolate and Nate as she kissed him.  It was the best tasting sex she’d ever had.

He pulled back to watch her, threading his hand in her hair, positioning her to his liking – so he could look into her eyes that were holding his stare.  She barely blinked and she held him captivated as he thrust into her body.  He eventually allowed his eyes to wander.  She was propping herself up on straight arms, her back arched and breasts pushed upwards.  She had mousse all around her mouth and on her breasts.

“You’re a fucking mess,” he said with a smirk.

“You don’t look so good yourself,” she replied, checking over his body.  She reached for the bowl and swiped a little more mousse from it, then wiped her fingers over his lips so she could eat it.  “Best. Mousse. Ever.”  She spoke between her chocolate covered kisses and his deep thrusts.