Page 32 of Don't Leave Me

Michael smiled. “Yes, Hana. You have all the control here. You’re letting me control you…it’s your choice to submit to me,” he explained.

Whoa. I didn’t think of it like that.

“I…I don’t know,” I shrugged. I felt like a total amateur.

“We can improvise for a while, get a feel for it,” he smiled lightly.

I nodded in agreement.

“Good. Now let’s go to my place,” he stood up, taking my hand.

* * *

“You’re going home to Greenwich for Thanksgiving, right?” Michael asked, playing with my hair, twirling it around his finger.

We had just finished another amazing round of sex. We lounged together on his bed while I touched him as much as I possibly could.

“Yeah. I’m leaving tomorrow night,” I nodded, unbelievably content and satisfied as I stroked his hard abs with my fingertips.

“For how long?” he inquired curiously.

“I don’t know, probably until Friday,” I shrugged, not giving it much thought.

He continued to play with my hair, observing every inch of my face, his eyes unreadable.Wait, does he want me to invite him? That means he’ll meet my parents. That will be way too soon, won’t it?

“Will you come with me?” I blurted out, hoping for a good reaction.

He showed a hint of a smile.Thank god.

“You’ll have to ask me nicer than that, babe,” he teased, rolling over to pin me down with both of his hands.

“Will youpleasecome with me, sir?” I begged, fluttering my eyelashes and biting my lip, this time on purpose.

“Yes, Hana…my sweetheart. I will come with you,” he answered, leaning down to kiss me gently on the lips.

Our kiss was tender, sweet…it was unlike any other kiss we’d shared. I felt like he was telling me, in his own way, how much he cared about me.

I woke up next to Michael again, pinching myself to make sure this was all real. The faint morning light shone through the sheer curtains, the overcast sky dark and gloomy, but I felt anything but. I felt light and chipper, smiling to myself as I watched Michael sleep peacefully, his arm snug around me.I cannot wait to show off Michael – I finally get to tell people that this man is mine, I can kiss him in public, we can freely hold hands and not look over our shoulder! And my parents: my mother will love him. I’m sure daddy will respect him and how polite he is. And Emily will be there…I get to finally see Emily, who knows me better than almost anyone. She will definitely love Michael.

“Good morning, beautiful,” I heard Michael say softly.

I turned to look at him –ugh, I will never get tired of his perfect face.

“Good morning,” I beamed, turning my body to cuddle up closer to him.

“We slept in,” he smiled, looking past me at his bedside clock.

My eyes widened as I look at the clock: 9:30 AM. I was never late to work, and there was no way I’d be able to shower or at least go grab a change of clothes to make it in time for work.Wait, what am I worried about? I’m in bed next to my boss.

“I might be late, sir,” I raised an eyebrow.

He grinned wider.

“That’s alright. I know a way you can make it to up the boss,” he responded playfully.

Michael pulled me up and dragged me into the shower, finding several ways for me to “make it up” to him.

“You can wear one of my shirts to work,” Michael said as I looked around his room for my clothes, my hair still wet. “And your jeans from yesterday. I quite like those jeans,” he smirked.

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