Ch. I have always known my boss 116 I have always known my boss 116

“Belle” be unden. 

fingers linked, he leads us to the kitchen. He insists I take a seat. I up in a street at the beakfast bar while he gets the 

He offers his hand to me. I take it without hesitations. With 

wine. His back is to me, longer than it takes to pour bon glantes pf wine. 

Thiyall’are you 

know you’ve seen it.” He says and berns to face me 

The heat tises on my cheek, “I did, yes, but I didn’t want to bring it up in case you got uncomdettable.” I answer honestly 

He stroll over to me and band one of the glasses to me 

“Does it bother you?” 

Ishake my head. “No, not at all. I think it is swee 

He takes a sip of his wine, his eyes on me as he does. 

only changed it recently.” 

“When did you take 117 I don’t remember you taking it.” 

“A couple of weeks ago. We were out having bunch. I took it secretly. It is my favourite photo of you.” 

I wonder if that is true. I assume his fate would be one of the many sexy photos he has of me. Not a cute, natural one 

“Even more so than the naughty ones? 

“Yes, even more than them. It is naturall and unexpected. It is perfect.” He smiles. 

My cheeks tinue to eat, and 

to eat, and I break eye contact with 

ve contact with him. I couldn’t look at 

and on 

He demands. 

I whimper and do as I am told. My head shoots up to make eye contact with him again. 

Why are you embarrassed!” 

not eisbarrassed. It is unexpected” 

“There is more to me than you know, baby gut. You still have a lot to learn.” 

He tests hand on my clavi and reaches over la 

1. me. I smile into his lips. Wyatt pulls back, takes a sip of his wine and goes to check the bath. 

I take a drisk of my wine. His swart gesture has inspted me. I switch my cell on and change my screensaver. I pick a photo of the two of us together. He is behind me with his arms around me. A wide smile on both of our lips li is one of my favourites. It’s one of the very low I have of him where he has cluther on. 

la trady. He tops up our glasses before we pest back against him. Wyall wraps his arms around my body 

head through. Wyatt strips down it and climb into the tah, I bollin seconds later and slip in, tos. I 

i 

He kitoes my bare shoulders, and close my rym, mooying the senstka. 

ing the 

but it meant we harr a long, sleepless night alead of us.” le sayı. 

“Oh, I am sure we find ways to time ourselves out,” I say, tilting my head back and amirking up at him 

He smirks back, knowing mactly what I mean, “I am noun a few hours in the playemium sa the best way iu po “ 

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My body hasn’t fully revered from last night. It won’t stop me, though. I will never say no to a chance in the playroom. 

It is the perfect way to tire ourselves out. Our playtime is always fun. I think it is time to try something I haven’t yet. If he doesn’t tell me no because he thinks I am not ready for it.