Isabella trying to reach his level as he was tall made him settle his eyes on her. He loved how tall he was and now, he desperately wanted to pull her closer to him by wrapping her waist with his hand and then, he'd push her to the bed and do the same thing he did to her that night.
He smiled again without knowing and then he recalled that he had wanted to tell her her limits but she had already crossed the limit.
He didn't want her this close to him or his room but here she was undressing him.
"You done?" He asked when she placed his shirt on the bed.
"You should..."
"Do it, it's your job," he cut her off.
"Job?" Isabella was confused.
"Didn't Miranda tell you to undress me?" He asked and took a step forward toward her.
"She...she," his sudden movement made her stammer. "She said I should...undress you..." She swallowed when he was closer to her. "Luke," now she mumbled his name and looked at him with her head still facing down.
"Continue, Isabella. Undress me and you aren't doing it right."
It felt as if every part of her was waking up the more he stared at her that way and also lean closer to her.
"She..." Isabella was looking away now. "She then explain to me that...she never meant..." Her eyes drifted to his way. "Completely," she looked away again when his eyes were doing something to her.
Luke stopped pushing her backwards again, he leaned back and smiled. He obviously heard when she called him by his name and that was when he decided to let her call him by his name. Because he love the way she uttered his name, Luke.
"Who's paying you?" He then asked.
"You," Isabella was still shrinking even when he wasn't approaching her anymore.
"And who are you taking care of?"
"You," she answered.
"So now, who will you follow?" His face expressed his confidence and victory.
She stopped shrinking and faced him completely. "It's you, sir," she muttered.
"Good, now, take off my inner shirt," he ordered.
"Do...I have to do that?"
"I'm going to pay for it..." In a singsong tone, he reminded her.
"Isn't it awkward?"
"Really?" Luke's eyebrows arched and he went closer to her.
"No, no..." Isabella gestured with her hands her next action. "... I'll do it," she relented and took steps closer to him.
Looking into his grey eyes needed her to gather courage but she had currently run out of courage so she avoided his eyes that were pasted on her. He didn't even want to look away.
"You are giving me a massage," he showed her how serious he was about mentioning it.
Isabella hesitantly stared at him before nodding. She tiptoed again to lift the inner shirt but her decision not to touch her chest with his made her progress a little slow.
"I cannot see," Luke announced when the shirt lasted more than three seconds before his face.
"You are too tall, please lean down a little," she murmured.
Luke then wrapped her waist and press her chest to his upper belly as he could feel how much she was avoiding letting her body touch his.
"I've seen you naked before so why are being so childish?" His voice tickled her heart again and weakened her hands that were still hanging around his neck.
"I..." She was always speechless. With that, she took the shirt over his head and successfully had it off him.
Then, she pushed back out of his hand that was covering her waist. Isabella didn't know what to do next so she kept glancing at his upper body, admiring his abs and broad chest. His body perfectly massaged her breasts that night as he rode his huge wand inside her gently, gently, gradually and until he began to hit her pussy hard with his groin.
His groin performed magic that night and she cried out in pain and pleasure, the pleasure paid for the pain she felt though and no matter how hard they both tried, they couldn't let go of that night.
"You just staring," he now took a step forward to her and more steps until she shrank down to sit on his bed.
Luke ignored her and went to his bed and lay on his belly. This was a gesture that he was ready for her effective massage.
Isabella took his shirt and tie to the laundry basket before getting oil for massaging his back.
Isabella hesitantly climbed his bed and crawled closer to him. "Isabella," she heard him call out to her.
"Yes," her voice came out innocently.
"You can sit on my butt if it would improve your effort in impressing me," he told her when she poured the oil on his back.
Touching his back would be hard for her hands but she wanted to impress him for no particular reason.
"I can do that?" She aimed to confirm.
"Should I repeat my statement?" He glanced over his shoulder.
"I'm sorry," Isabella uttered immediately and rose to part her legs. She took her leg to rest by his side and then he was successful between her legs.
The moment her soft small hand softly landed on his back, he throbbed down there and felt chilled.
Luke closed his eyes to enjoy her hands rubbing his back hard. "Tell me," he started. He didn't really care about her thoughts about him so he went ahead with his statement. "The night...the night I fvcked you, did it hurt when I left?" He asked. Seriously, had he been that curious?
"Yes," Isabella listened to his words and answered him. "I couldn't walk but it was possible anyway."
"Did you like it?" He asked.
"Why didn't you ask me when you got out of bed?" Isabella for a moment forgot she was talking to her boss.
"You were just a girl I spent a night with but now, you are my caregiver and would like you on my bed again and again," he admitted.
Isabella's face suddenly turned white at his words. Wait, what?!
"Yes, since you are mine now... you'll be also mine in bed," Luke imagined her reaction because she slowed down the movement of her hands against his back.
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