TheOneandOnly

by Tori Carson

  “Do you have a preference?” Sean asked, as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her backside against his front.

  She shook her head. “They’re all beautiful.”

  He kissed her cheek again. “Dana has a couple other things for you to look at.” He pointed back toward the clothing.

  “Okay.”

  As she walked away, Brian told Sean, “You’re screwed, buddy. You’d better find yourself a new bartender damn quick.”

  Her heart started hammering in her chest. What did that mean? Maybe she should back out now while she had the chance.

  “Sweetie, I don’t know what you did to that man. I would have bet my last dollar you’d be naked under that skirt tonight.” She shook her head. “I’ve known Master Sean a long time and I’ve never seen him affectionate with anyone. A pat on the head maybe, but he hugged and kissed you. Seriously, girl, the change in him is night and day.”

  “You’re too kind, Dana. Things have been moving pretty fast between us. I’m still trying to catch up.” She giggled.

  “Sweetie, you’ve already caught him. Those collars are from our special case. The cheapest one is four figures and those three are on the top-end.” Dana handed Michelle several thongs of various colors and a box, presumably with the costume inside. “Here ya go, sweetie. We’ll see you at the club right after we close up here tonight. Good luck and don’t let them push you around.”

  Michelle was more nervous than ever as she walked back to Sean.

  “Are you all set?” Sean asked, wrapping an arm around her waist.

  She nodded as Sean took the box from her hand and led her to the car.

  “Are you still worried about the skirt?” Sean asked as he opened her door.

  She gave him a half-smile. “It’ll be okay.”

  After he put the box in the back and resumed his place in the driver’s seat, he brought her hand to his mouth and nibbled her fingers. “What were you and Dana discussing?”

  “Oh, lots of things.” Michelle sighed. “She seems like a very nice lady. She warned me that I wouldn’t be making any friends at the club.” She tried laughing about it, but it sounded forced, betraying how she really felt.

  “I don’t understand. Why wouldn’t you?”

  “Apparently, several women have their sights on you and Dana seems to think there’s going to be some fireworks tonight.” And I’m too damn tired for high-school drama from grown women.

  “I don’t know what she’s talking about. I haven’t scened with a woman in months. It wasn’t long after I started coming to the diner that you fast became the only woman I thought about. I’ve done demonstrations, but not with anyone in particular. I pretty much chose any available sub who I thought would best fit with the demo I had planned. You have nothing to worry about.”

  Oh how little men knew about feminine rivalry. “I heard Brian tell you to hire another bartender. Did I do something wrong?”

  “What? When did he say that?” Sean started the car and pulled out of the parking lot.

  “Maybe I heard him wrong.” She knew she hadn’t, but it was best to give him a polite way out. “It was after I’d looked at the collars. He said something about you being screwed and to find a new bartender quickly.”

  Sean started laughing. “Yes, he did say those words, but he didn’t mean it the way it sounded. I told him I wanted you wearing clothing so the bar didn’t suddenly get busy. Since it’s a gratis bar, the more business, the less profit. He was saying you were so beautiful, the bar will be too popular. You’re worrying too much, Michelle. I’d hoped this job would make your life easier, not stress you to the max.”

  “I appreciate that, Sean. I’ll try it tonight. If I can’t do it, then you’ll have a few days to find a replacement.”

  “I don’t want you working three jobs.” He was practically growling. “The bartending gig was a convenient match, but regardless of that, I want to be able to spend time with you.”

  “I want to be with you too.” It was the club thing she wasn’t sure about, and the jealous-women thing was just as daunting.

  “Good, then the rest will work out.”

  They rode in comfortable silence back to Cat Tails.

  Before he turned off the ignition, he turned to her. “Will your car be okay parked at the diner this long? They’ll know it’s yours and not tow it, right?”

  “No concern there, Sean. I don’t have a car.” She smiled, relieved there wasn’t something else she needed to worry about. She had enough on her plate as it was.

  He nodded then froze. “What the fuck do you mean you don’t have a car? How do you get to the diner?”

  “I walk. It’s only a couple of miles.”

  “You walk…your shift starts at midnight and you’re out walking—alone? And what about the bar and school? You walk there too?”

  She nodded, wondering what his point was. “It’s no big deal, unless it’s storming. That sucks, but otherwise it’s good exercise.”

  “What time does the bar close?”

  “One-thirty. I’m usually outta there a little after two, three at the latest.”

  “Girl, you need a keeper. And you sure as hell won’t be walking home from my club in the middle of the night, or any other time for that matter.” He ran his hand across his brow. When she started to explain, he held his hand up in a stop gesture. “Don’t. This isn’t up for discussion. It isn’t happening again.”

  She started to work the door handle when he put his hand on her arm.

  “Don’t move.” He slid his hand down his face. “You’re making me crazy. The thought of you walking the streets in the middle of the night…dear God! What were you thinking?”

  “And you say I worry too much.”

  After they were back inside the club, Michelle asked where she should put her things.

  “I have a dressing area attached to my office. Why don’t you use that?” He unlocked his door and ushered her in. Sean walked to a panel in the wall Michelle hadn’t noticed before. Sliding back the pocket door, he showed her a full bathroom and walk-in closet.

  Michelle followed him inside, then spun in a circle, taking it all in. The tub was huge, but the shower had her drooling with its dual heads, slate-and-glass enclosure and pebble floor. “I think I died and went to heaven. You have exquisite taste, Sean. I’m seriously impressed. First, the club itself completely caught me by surprise. I expected a dreary dungeon and I find a garden oasis. Then the bar blew me away. I figured it’d be the typical palm-frond cabana, and instead find a marble-and-rock designer’s dream. Now your ‘dressing’ room is a five-star, hotel-dream bathroom. What other surprises do you have for me?”

  “A good Dom always keeps his sub guessing. And thank you, I’m pleased you like it. I spend a lot of time here. I needed a space where I could be comfortable.” He glanced at his watch. “We have about an hour and a half. Would you like to finish the tour or just relax a bit?”

  “I’d kill for a shower.” She couldn’t believe she’d just said that. It was presumptuous and put Sean in a terribly awkward position. “I mean…I…”

  He put his finger over her lips, “Shh. It’s all yours. Michelle, I know this is happening fast and it’s awkward because technically you’re my employee, but I don’t think of you that way. I feel like you’re doing me a favor by tending the bar. I want you here because I practically live at the club and I want to spend as much time with you as possible. The bartending gig gives you the opportunity to replace the income of three jobs with one and it gives us the opportunity to be together and see where this can lead.” He pushed a lock of hair behind her ear. “Michelle, I’m happy when I’m with you. I smile all the time. Before I found you, I think I’d forgotten how.”

  “Sean, you say the sweetest things.” He was so forthcoming about his feelings—she had to give him something back. “I feel comfortable with you too, like I’ve known you a long time.” She didn’t understand it any more than he did, but being with him fel
t right.

  “I’m glad.” He kissed her forehead and wrapped her in a hug. “Enjoy your shower while I sit at my desk and try to keep my mind off your luscious naked body.”

  She chuckled. “I noticed you have two showerheads…” She felt his breathing still then he squeezed her even tighter. Why did it feel as if she’d just awakened a sleeping tiger?

  “That’s true. I do and it would be such a waste of water to let the second one rain down for nothing.” He cupped her head in his palm and kissed the top of her head. “In the interest of full disclosure, I must warn you. I don’t know how much of a gentleman I’d be if I joined you. I’ve had an aching cock with your name on it for months now.”

  Her rational side considered backpedaling, but who was she kidding? She wanted him to join her. After fantasizing about him night and day and their adventure on the cross, she had stayed wet and needy all afternoon. Bending her knees, she wiggled and stroked his cock with her body through their clothing. “I’m so glad.”

  Sean fisted her hair, pulled her head back and kissed her until her knees threatened to give out. Damn the man could kiss!

  “Undress for me, Michelle. I want to watch you.” His voice was a velvet seduction that she wanted to obey, but nerves got the best of her.

  She shook her head no.

  His eyebrows shot up. “You’re going to shower with your clothes on? Is this some new college trend I’ve missed hearing about?” He held her in his arms for a few precious moments, then turned her around to face the mirrors.

  “Oh, yeah, Sean, it’s the latest thing. Where’ve you been?” In his arms she felt safe, but woefully inexperienced. He probably saw gorgeous women strip every night in his club. She knew the most expedient way to take her clothes off, but not how to do it and be sexy.

  “You have a beautiful body and you should be proud of it.” His hands were working the buttons of her blouse. As he reached the last one, he kissed just below her ear and blazed a trail down her neck.

  With his lips brushing against her skin, her brain went offline. She barely noticed her shirt slip off her shoulders or her bra, which quickly followed. His tanned hands cupped her lily-white breasts. The contrast drew her attention until he pinched and rolled her nipples. All thoughts vanished as her eyes closed and her head tipped back to rest against his chest.

  “So responsive, Michelle. I knew you would be.” He continued playing with her tits and kissing her until she was quivering. “Kick off your shoes,” he ordered.

  She immediately obeyed, her body on fire like never before. She’d dreamed of him touching her, commanding her for months now. It was too soon, too early in their relationship, and yet she’d waited so long. It was impossible to stop.

  He made short work of her jeans and bent her over the bathroom counter. The cold marble should have cooled her off. Instead it increased the ache in her breasts and had her longing for his touch. The pressure of his hand between her shoulder blades, holding her down while he kissed along her side, created a sense of submission within her.

  “I’ve kissed this path every night in my dreams for months, yet I never imagined your skin was this soft or tasted so sweet. I’m fast becoming addicted to you.” He kissed down her back and slipped his hand under her panties and removed them too, leaving her bare to him. “I want to take you right here, but our first time will be more than a quick fuck in the bathroom.”

  His hand caressed her cheek and thigh. “I love your ass, Michelle. Spread your legs for me.”

  She slid her feet farther apart. “Sean, you’re killing me.” Her world had narrowed to his touch. Each caress of his hands or lips sent fire racing through her blood. She prayed Steven was on the other side of the building as her moans and coos echoed in the enclosed area.

  As Sean’s hand skimmed across her clit, she gasped. Oh God, she shouldn’t be this wound up. Hell, she’d had intercourse before without feeling a tenth of the need she’d felt at that moment.

  “You’re so perfect, Michelle. I want to watch you fly apart for me.” He swirled his finger over and around her clit. “Will you come for me, Michelle?” He plunged one finger into her pussy, then two as he waited for her answer.

  “Yes, please, yes.”

  “Now, Michelle. Come for me now.” He intensified his contact with her clit and fucked her pussy with his thumb.

  She screamed, her torso rocking from side to side as her orgasm sent her flying. His hands continued to touch and caress her as the sensations flooded her body. The sensual ride lasted longer than she expected. Once the throbbing began to subside, Sean picked her up and carried her to the bench outside his closet. She felt his rock-hard cock pressing against her through his jeans and realized he was still completely dressed. A wave of embarrassment washed over her. What was she doing?

  “That was amazing, Michelle. Oh girl, what you do to me.” He continued to hold her tight and rock her gently, one hand cradling her head to his chest. “Why didn’t I fire Jon months ago? So much wasted time.”

  Her feelings of embarrassment vanished at his kind words and were replaced with a warm, tender emotion she wasn’t familiar with. “Thank you, Sean. For everything.”

  “Believe me, baby, it was my pleasure.” He kissed her forehead. “Let’s get in the shower.”

  While he got undressed, she grabbed a hair clip from her purse. When she came back into the bathroom, her jaw dropped as she saw Sean in the shower with the water pouring over his cover-model body. The man shouldn’t be allowed to wear clothing—ever.

  “I’m getting lonely in here, Michelle. Hurry it up.”

  She’d been so busy staring at his body she’d forgotten she was self-conscious of her own. The man didn’t have an ounce of fat on him. She’d known he was built. Every time he took her in his arms she could feel his corded muscles, but she never pictured him looking so yummy. Damn, he was out of her league in every way possible.

  Sean opened the clear-paned door and held her wrist as she stepped over the threshold. “You’re too far away from me.” He wrapped her in a bear hug, soaking her hair—not that she cared. She was starting to crave his touch.

  His cock was large and hard pressing against her stomach. It was impossible to ignore and she didn’t intend to. When she ran her index finger from the base to the tip, Sean shifted positions.

  “Don’t go there, hon. I’m trying to be a gentleman and I don’t have a lot of experience with that. I’ve never been as attracted to a woman as I am to you. Waiting until we have enough time to do this right may prove to be the hardest thing I’ve ever done.”

  Michelle wasn’t entirely sure what he was getting at. They’d been intimate both on the cross and just a minute ago. No, they hadn’t had intercourse, but that was only one part of a whole package. “Sean, I want to explore your body.” She looked him in the eye. “You’re so handsome.” She ran her hand up his well-defined chest.

  “I’m all yours, Michelle, but let’s wait until we aren’t rushed.” He chuckled. “I’m actually nervous tonight. I haven’t been nervous since the club first opened.”

  “What’s wrong? I won’t let you down, Sean. Don’t worry about the bar. I can handle it.” Sean had attracted her physically for a while now. Though she didn’t understand it, she was comfortable with the sexual pull she felt every time Sean was near her. Michelle was prepared to give him her body. But she hadn’t expected him to be so forthcoming with his emotions. His sharing of his feelings with her messed up her head and broke down her barriers. She’d move heaven and earth to meet his expectations and make him happy. And that, frankly, scared her to death.

  The men she’d dated before never spoke about how they felt or whether they cared about her. Having Sean openly share those things with her was very disarming.

  “I’m not worried about the bar, Michelle. I’m concerned your first introduction to the lifestyle will be at a full-blown party night. You’re bound to see things that surprise you or are disconcerting. I just don’t want other pe
ople’s kink to send you running out the door.”

  She laughed. “That makes two of us. My plan is to focus on the bar and to mind my own business as much as possible. Dana meant well, but now I’m worried about meeting the other women too. That kind of drama is tiring. It’s one of the reasons I don’t date coworkers, let alone my boss or boss’s boss.” She tried to smile.

  “I think she’s imagining things, Michelle. Lately I’ve given a couple of demos a week and I’m always training subs, but that’s all just business. Nothing personal. Don’t worry about it.” Sean picked up the soap, worked up a nice lather and started washing her.

  With Sean’s hands roaming her body Michelle’s brain turned to mush. His slow caress set her blood on simmer. “Sean, that feels so good. I love your touch.”

  “Touching you is fast becoming my favorite pastime. Your skin is so soft.” He seemed at peace.

  Michelle got the impression that Sean was by nature very serious and driven. It was nice to see him relaxed.

  He turned her around and began washing her back. Feeling bratty, she rubbed her sudsy butt across his cock. Before he smacked her on the ass, she was rewarded with a throaty groan.

  “Behave or I’ll have you on your knees easing my ache.”

  Michelle turned to face him. “It only seems fair.” She sank to her knees and nuzzled his cock with her cheeks. She kissed his balls and ran her tongue up the length of him.

  “Woman.” He pulled on her arms, urging her to stand. “You’re killing me.”

  Ignoring his silent request, she laughed before licking the tip of him. He tasted delectable. Unable to resist, she twirled her tongue around the head. “Let me please you,” she begged. Sliding her mouth around him, she teased his cock.

  “You don’t have to do this, Michelle. I’m a big boy. I’ve waited months for this fantasy to come true. I can wait a few more hours.”