A Dangerous Romance

A little Kink in the Plan

The staggered knock on the door startled me as I was trying to get ready for my bath, why can’t I just f*****g relax. I wrapped the hotel robe around myself and MY GOD THIS IS f*****g COMFY! I strode over to the door and tried to look through the peephole but I can’t see anything, it’s like they covered the peep so I can’t see. I go to walk away but they bang on the door much louder this time making the hair on the back of my neck stand up and giving me creepy vibes as I place my hand on the handle. I swing the door open against my better judgment and there he is, Gage is leaning against the door frame he smells of Jack Daniels and Weed as he barrels through the door past me. I stumble backward as he struggles to get his jacket off and throw himself onto the little couch in my room. I shut the door and readjust the tie on my robe and walk over to him and find him brooding again. 

I just stand there staring at him, his face contorted as if he’s really thinking hard. 

“I’ll be right back,” I say backing away I was going to try and get dressed but I’m stopped by this tall mountain who is now towering over me. 

“Why?”

“Why, what? Matthew”

“Why can’t I stop trying to figure you out?”

“What’s there to figure? I’m your manager, you’re my client.”

“There’s more to you than that, you’re smart and sexy. Your smile is heaven sent and I feel better when you’re around”

“I’m not sure Matthew, but let me get dressed and we can talk it out.”

“No”

“It wasn’t a question Matthew, I’m going to get dressed” I tried to wiggle out of his grasp but instead the tie on my robe was yanked undone and pulled from my waist. Before I could realize what was done I am now standing stark naked in front of him with only a few fluffs of fabric hiding my ass. He tucked the tie into his pocket and pulled me toward himself engulfing me in his warm and musky embrace. My breast pressed firmly against his chest while doing so, he pulled the robe off completely and started running his fingers up and down my back sending shivers through my entire body while under his fingernails. His hands continue to graze my back slowly inching down towards my rear until I feel his hands grasp my ass cheeks and squeeze causing me to yelp a little at the roughness. His eyes never left mine; it's as if he’s watching my every move. He moves his lips to mine and nips at my lip causing me to search for his while trying to catch my breath. His tongue slips into my mouth and I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven, He lifts me up while never breaking our kiss and carries me to the bedroom and lies me down gently. He breaks the kiss and steps back smiling at me while pulling off his T-shirt. 

“I told you on the plane you’d call me Daddy didn’t I?”

“Only if I called you Mattie”

“Well, there ya go! Hands above your head”

“Wait what?”

“Hands above your head or do I need to show you who's the boss?” I shudder as I feel him tying the rope around my wrists. Once I’m subdued he runs his hands down my body until his fingertips graze the top of my mound. His fingers lightly play on my now overly sensitive nub as if he really is strumming his guitar and I can feel myself becoming wetter by the second. His lips lightly suckle on my n*****s causing me to moan loudly as I lie helpless under him. He slips a finger inside of me and then he jumps up from the bed as if he’s been spooked by a ghost. 

He quickly unties me and pulls his shirt back on forcefully storming out of the room, I sit up unsure what just happened. I grab a big shirt out of my bag and run to the living room to find him but he’s gone. What the f**k was that?