The Unknown Master (closed to DangerousDarkEyes)

[DangerousDarkEyes]

“Good morning, Sir,” she said and got on the bed with him, smiling the entire time.

She was a bit surprised by wanting her on the bed with him, although very happy about that. She wasn’t sure what kind of relationship they had, but as long as he was pleased by her, she wasn’t complaining.

They ate and she found out what he wanted her to do for the day and what he wanted for dinner that night.

"Miss Peterson, "I think there won't be any need for you to wear those pesky panties under your uniform today. Would you agree?"

Mary blushed instantly and then smiled, “Yes Sir, if you think that’s best, I’ll leave them off.”

She was still blushing when she took their dishes back to the sink and cleaned up. Afterwards she went to her room and showered, then put her uniform on without the panties. She was blushing even at just looking at herself in the mirror. But it also gave her a bit of a naughty feeling of which aroused her. With that attitude and arousal she started her chores for the day.

 

[LassardLost]

Lassard went to his office to work more on the recent buy out. There had been a snag, and he had had to interact with Karen Wzutek on the phone, which he hated, but which did not ruin the general good mood he was in.

He had what he wanted. And possibly more, but he wasn't sure. Mary Peterson happily did whatever he asked, even if it was with a bit of bashfulness (which made him desire her even more), and they both were really enjoying this relationship, whatever it was.

Day dreaming about her he smiled, a smirk more really as he went down stairs quietly to see what she was doing.

Mary was finishing up some laundry. As she bent down to pick up the laundry basket Lassard caught a clear view of her ass and pussy. He began to harden.

"Mary," Lassard moved to a chair that was sitting in the corner of the laundry room. He patted on his lap. "I was thinking it would be good we did a mid day report. Just to check in and see how things are going. And," he looked at her with a twinkle in his eye, and winked, "I think it would be good if you sat right here as we did."

Mary came and sat down on Lassard's lap, both her legs draped over one side of his. Lassard could tell she was blushing. And that c made his cock harden up into her. He was sure she could feel his bulge rising against her bare pussy. And he could feel the heat of her bare sex against his crotch. Lassard looked at her in her eyes as she started explaining what she had done. In the middle of her sentence he raised his hips ever so slightly, pushing his hard bulge into her, making her pause or swallow or let out subtle gasps as he did this a few times. When she was done he said, "Sounds great Miss Peterson. Keep up the good work," smiled and let her slide off his lap.

When she got off he looked down and saw a wet spot on his crotch. "Um, Miss Peterson," he cleared his throat, looking down at her mark on him and then back at her.

"I think we might have to address that... Problem some time soon hm?"

Mary blushed again and have an embarrassed repsonse. Lassard laughed, got up, and kissed her on the side of her neck, whispering into her ear, "I'll see you tomorrow. But - if you end up needing to relieve yourself later... Call me."

And with that, he left the laundry room.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Mary had felt good about being on his lap, although quite embarrassed that she had left a wet spot. Walking around all day with no panties on left her very aroused. She continued the rest of the day doing her chores and then later sitting and taking a nice hot bath.

She was still very aroused while she lay in the tub, reminiscing about the last several weeks they had been together. She had never had so much pleasure in that amount of time and never realized before how much pleasure she got from pleasing him. Now her hands strayed to her pussy, wanting to relieve the urges she just aroused, then thought back about what the doctor told her.

She got out of the tub after rinsing off and put on her robe. She paced the room, not really wanting him to have to go out of his way for her. Yet he had that certain look on his face that he was half expecting her too, so she finally called him on the phone.

“Sir, remember you said to call you, if I ….well if I needed some relief? Well I really could use some relief or at least if you allow me to relieve myself…it’s up to you….”

 

[LassardLost]

Lassard was in his bedroom at his desk when he received the call. He paused for a moment before responding. His hand immediately slid under his pants and he started touching himself. "You may relieve yourself Mary. On my bed."

Lassard stood by his bed, unzipped his pants and pulled his now hardening cock out, rubbing is slowly as he saw the door knob of his room turn.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Mary came in and was more than a bit surprised to see the doctor with cock in hand stroking it. Although it did arouse her even more to see that. She walked in and let her robe fall to the floor before lying on his bed.

She spread her legs and soon her hand was rubbing her pussy while the other hand toyed with her nipples. The scent of sex and moans and groans filled the room as they each watched what the other was doing.
Mary was reaching the edge and knew she had to wait for him to say it was okay, but finally she had to ask.

“Please Sir, may cum, please?” she begged in her sensual voice.

 

[LassardLost]

Lassard reveled in the sight of Mary, shy but needing to release, climb into his bed, spread her legs and slide her hand down to her pussy. He spread his precum up and down his shaft, sliding back and forth along it as he watched her -
Her eyes closed, her mouth slightly parted, her breathing deeper and ever so slightly labored. She looked so incredible fingering herself and he knew she would need to come soon.

He wanted more than anything to get on the bed and slide his cock right into her, but he didn't want to risk how far she'd come. Then she asked permission.

Lassard lowered his pants and got on the bed between Mary's spread legs, stroking himself harder now, himself almost ready to come. He saw the wide eyes as he did, but quickly he spoke, "Cum for me Miss Peterson... cum!" And as the last word exited his mouth, Lassard felt that uncontrollable surge, and then a gush of a massive load of cum splattered, as he had intended, all over Mary's hand and and pussy, with second, third and fourth squirts falling right on her between her legs as well. Lassard let out a strong guttural sigh as he release himself onto Mary, she herself squirting of her own. Their bodies shaking, their juices mixing, but not inside her... At least not that could be seen.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Mary couldn’t believe what a turn on this was with both of them masturbating while watching the other. She became even more excited when he climbed on the bed and knelt between her spread legs, stroking his cock practically on top of her hand and pussy.

As soon as he said the word cum, Mary was overwhelmed with a tidal wave of pleasure flooding her body. She shook and trembled on the bed at the same time heard his moan of pleasure as he came on her hand and her pussy. Both of them cumming together was so hot for her and her body as it shook, showed it.

Both were gasping for breath, their chests heaving while their heart beats pounded in their ears. Then Mary sat up and bending down a bit to lick his cock clean. When she was with cleaning him up she went to the bathroom to clean herself off, returning shortly.

“Is there anything else I can do to please you sir?” she asked before going back to her room.

 

[LassardLost]

Lassard looked at Mary with soft eyes, caressing her hair as she licked his cock clean. "Oh, good girl," he said under his breath.

After she had washed up and Lassard had put on his robe, he sat down at his desk chair. When she asked if there was anything else she could do to please him, he simply smiled and said, "You've done wonderfully tonight my dear. Go and get some rest." He got up and walked to her, held her in his arms and kissed her on her lips.

"Go and sleep. I'll see you in the morning." And just before she left, he added, "Oh actually there is one thing - don't bother with a bra tomorrow. For that matter, don't bother with any under garments. And at noon, remember to come up to my office for mid day report."

Lassard nodded, and turned back to his desk.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Mary smiled and replied “Yes Sir,” when he told her about her clothes for the next day and their meeting at noon. Then she left his room and went to hers, slipping naked beneath the sheets and falling fast asleep.

Early in the morning she got up and put her uniform on, not wearing any underwear like he had said. It felt rather odd to her, yet walking around yesterday had made her so horny, she smiled knowing today would feel even better not having any undergarments on at all.

Once she was dressed she went down to make their breakfast and she saw he was still asleep so she put his breakfast down where she usually did and then went to eat hers in her room. A little while later, she picked up the dishes at his room and was informed about her chores for the day with a check in at noon. She blushed a bit, remembering the check in she had had the day before and the wet spot she had left afterwards.

She thought about it all morning as she worked and by noon, she was already moist between her legs. She knocked lightly on his office door as she was told to do so.

 

[LassardLost]

The day was uneventful. Other than the fact that Lassard couldn't get his mind off Mary and their twelve o'clock update meeting. He had done a couple meetings about the merger - things were not going how they should have been; not as smoothly as Lassard would have anticipated. But he didn't realize it much because of his distraction at home.

The clock struck noon and there was a knock at his office door.

"Come in." Mary walked in, asking him if was ready for his update.

"Yes. We're going to do it differently than yesterday, Miss Peterson, just to make things a bit more fun." He smiled, got off his chair and walked around his desk to her. He led her by her hand to the couch on the far end of his office.

"I'd like you to lie down here, spread your perfect legs for me and start your report." Lassard caressed her cheek with the back of his hand, "and for fun, I don't want you to stop your report. No matter what I do to you, ok?"

Mary nodded bashfully, but Lassard could sense that her heat was on. She did as he had asked and Lassard immediately got down to tasting her.

"I love the taste of you... Mmm... Good girl. Go. Report please." Lassard started ravishing Mary between her legs. His head buried between them and his tongue licking deep, long and hard. Mary began her report.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Mmmm, I don’t know…..oohhh….” she moaned as his tongue teased and licked the pink folds of her labia and inside her.

“I uh did dishes…ooohhh yessss….I polished silver and the gold. Ooooo”

Her hips were rocking against his mouth as she continued telling him the chores she had got done. Although she moaned in between everything and by the time she was done, she was also ready to cum.

“That is about it, Sir. Now can I cum please?”

 

[LassardLost]

Lassard's cock was rock hard and wet as he listened to the wonderful moans of pleasure as Mary tried to tell him all she had done that day. He tasted her deeply, licking her and flickering his tongue inside her, bringing his hand to bear on her clitoris.

His response to her requesting permission to cum was simply to pull out, shake his head "no", and say, "Take off your dress. I want to see you naked on my couch." Mary did as she was told, hastily removing her dress, her own juice dripping and forming a small pool between her legs on the couch as she wriggled out of it. Lassard removed his pants, then his shirt, so that he was completely nude. Then he rubbed his hand all along Mary's pussy, and rubbed her juices along along his shaft as he straddled her chest. Mary intuited what he wanted, and as he placed his cock between her breasts she squeezes them together into it.

"Mmm... good girl. Are you ready for my cum my love?" Lassard wasn't thinking about his choice of words. His mind was numb with the pleasure of the sight and feel and smell of Mary - his cock sliding back and forth between her breasts, his precum and hers mixing together as he leaked on her upper chest. He increased his thrusts, pushing back and forth, her breasts jiggling with each thrust.

"Mmm... oh GOD... YES!" Lassard came, bursting all over Mary's chest and face. His cock shuddering with each release. He came harder than he had in a long time, for the sight of his seed marking his beautiful woman's face was a sight for sore eyes.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Mary was quite shocked that he sprayed his cum all over her face, something she thought so disrespectful, her temper flared although she said nothing. When he was done cumming, she licked him off, cleaning his cock off and then she excused herself saying she had to go to the bathroom. There after using going to the bathroom, she quickly turned the shower on and rinsed herself off, especially her face.

She came back out naked, still not having cum, but now not really even wanting to. He could tell she was upset about something, so she thought for a minute.

“Apparently you don’t respect me enough and got your cum all over my face. To me, that’s a sign of disrespect and well…I’m just not into that is all and I wish you hadn’t done it, Sir. Now what do you want me to do, can I get dressed.

 

[LassardLost]

As soon as the deed was done and the fog cleared from Lassard's mind, Mary had gone into the bathroom. He knew she didn't like what he had done. And perhaps in the past he wouldn't have cared. But he did now. Suddenly the fact that he did not have complete and utter control bothered him much less than the fact that Mary, his... partner? was upset.

...can I get dressed.

Lassard sat on his bed in his robe. He looked at her and nodded and she did. Before she left the room he spoke.

"Mary." She turned around with a straight "Yes, Sir."

"I'm sorry." And he meant it.

That evening Lassard had left the house for a meeting. Things had not been goof well with the merger and he felt his presence was required at his downtown Chicago office.

Before he left, he peaked into Mary's room. She wasn't there. He placed a card with a small bunch of purple lilacs on her bedside table.

The card read:

"Dear Mary,

You have brought the McCallister Estate to life since you have been here. You have also brought something of my own self to life as well. I know how much you have sacrificed, and I truly appreciate how much of yourself you willingly give.

Please accept my apologies for transgressing bounds.

Regards,

Lassard"

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

When Mary got back to her room that evening, deciding she really didn’t feel like eating, she noticed the card let by the doctor. At first she thought about throwing it away, but then again, maybe he just didn’t know how she felt, and she couldn’t really expect him to read her mind. Maybe that’s what he expected from women, although it was not something she liked to do.

She jotted down on a piece of paper

“Thank you for the apology and sorry I got so bent out of shape about it. Will try better, Sir and you are forgiven.”

Goodnight

Mary

With that she slipped out of her clothes and slipped beneath the cool sheets on her bed. She was still feeling the frustration of this afternoons event, but could not bring herself to take care of it for herself. She fell asleep, tossing and turning most of the night.

 

[LassardLost]

Lassard had gotten Mary's response and was glad. He still had one more thing he needed to do to make it up to her however. He knew she must have been very frustrated the rest of the day. So later that night, around one o clock in the morning, he came into her room and sat down at the edge of her bed.

He wasn't sure if she was asleep. She looked awake.

He whispered, "Were you able to take care of yourself this evening?"

Mary was awake. And she simply shook her head "no" slowly.

Lassard slipped his hands under the sheets and up her gown, and finished the job. Fingering her until she came. Then he touched her cheek with his clean hand, whispered "goodnight" and left.

* * *

The next day around eight in the morning, the door bell rang. Lassard was at his desk at his office. He raised his eyebrow and looked outside into the drive. He wasn't expecting anyone. A long black limo sat in the drive way. The driver was just getting back in the car which meant that whoever it was - DING. The doorbell.

Mary opened the door, and before her stood Karen Wzutek, who with a brash introduction barged into the house as Lassard came down the main spiral stairway.

"Oh hey honey, where's the master of the house? Is this the living room?" Karen came and sat down and Lassard hurried down the steps, staring at her.

"What are you doing here, Karen?" His voice was stern, he stood infront of her as she sat cross legged on the couch. "Why are you here?"

Karen Wzutek looked at him and smiled, patting the seat next to her. "Come, my dear. Have a seat here with me." Mary had gone into the kitchen to prepare refreshments but was keeping a keen eye on everything that was happening.

Lassard's body language screamed his insides. "I'm fine right here thanks," he sat down opposite her. Then he turned to Mary, "Miss Peterson, please bring some drinks for our guest here, thank you." He hadn't realized that she was already on top of things.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Mary had already gone to the kitchen and was putting together a small tray of meats, cheeses and crackers. Along with that she make a pitcher of wine coolers that the doctor liked around this time of day.

She put everything on a cart and wheeled in to the living room where the two of them sat.

“Here you are mam,” she said sweetly and poured her a glass of wine and offered her something from the food tray she was holding. Karen took the glass but rudely ignored the tray.

“Here you are Sir,” she said to Lassard and handed him a glass of the wine cooler. Would you care for something from the tray?” she asked and held the tray out for him along with a napkin.

“Thank Mary, now if you’ll excuse us, we have some business to take care of.”

“Yes Sir and if you need me for anything, I’ll be in the kitchen getting dinner ready for this evening.” Mary then left the cart and pitcher there for them if they needed refills. She went to the kitchen and was tried to be quiet as she was gathering things to make for dinner.

 

[LassardLost]

“Yes Sir and if you need me for anything, I’ll be in the kitchen getting dinner ready for this evening.”

Lassard nodded but kept his eyes fixed on Karen. He recalled the moment he had woken up tied to the hotel room bed and how he had wanted to sear two holes into her head with his vision. He had the same feeling now.

"Dr. McCallister, it appears we have hit a snag with our little merger." Karen Wzuteck swirled the wine in her glass as a smirk appeared on her face and her eyes met Lassard's.

"Ok, what."

"Well, one of the younger members of the board, I suppose I under-estimated him. He was really in the pocket of those two hags that I had taken care of with pictures of their mistresses - anyway, so he's posing a problem now. And he has veto power."

"Ok so the deal is done then. I'm not going to get involved in your internal politics Karen. I've been looking at the details of your company. It's actually totally fucked. If you can't run your show properly then leave me out of it."

Karen looked at Lassard for a moment and then set her glass down on the coffee table in front of her. She got up and started moving slowly to the side and behind Lassard, trailing her fingers along his shoulder as she did.

"Dr. McCallister, you under-estimate me. No one on our board is clean. In fact I had pulled a similar trick on the young pup in question as I did on you. Except here's the delicious part," she had reached the front of Lassard and she put her heel right between his legs on his chair - Lassard moved back nervously and looked up at her as she grabbed his tie and pulled it towards her, causing him to turn red.

"He doesn't know it. He doesn't remember the whore I hired to ride him that night. Or the pictures I took of her doing the deed. He just thinks we had a fantastic night and woke up a little extra groggy. So," she released Lassard, who took a few deep breaths and straightened himself up, then stood up abruptly, ready to scream at this women and get her out of his house. "I have something on him. And if you're willing to accompany me to dinner for another night..."

Lassard interupted, "Leave now Karen."

"Dr. McCallister, you -"

"I said leave." There was no mistaking his tone.

Karen Wzutek cackled. Like a fucking witch,Lassard thought as he moved to the door to show her out.

"Oh my dear Lassard, once you've settled down you realize how much money is at stake here, how much your company could gain," she raised her fingers to her ear in the shape of a phone, "give me a ring hm?" She stepped out of the door, and Lassard slammed it shut behind her.

Lassard turned around, and he saw Mary in the living room, picking up the tray that had essentially been untouched. For a moment, he and she paused, and their eyes caught each other. Despite Lassard's anger and humiliation, he wondered what she was thinking would happen now. Lassard took a deep breath. He wanted to pick up some decorative item - the vase closest to him - and throw it on the ground. But instead, he simply stared at Mary a little longer and then broke off, storming upstairs to his office and slamming the door behind him. Once he was inside he became even angrier, because he hadn't had dinner, but he couldn't bring himself to leave his office. He didn't want to mistreat Mary, and so he lay down on his couch on his back, took a pillow, and stuffed it in his face, and screamed.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Mary left him alone for about an hour an a half while she cleaned up the living room and fixed him a nice roast beef and mashed potatoes dinner. She thought about calling him to come down for dinner, as he usually did, but since this afternoon and his bad mood, she decided to bring dinner to him. Maybe she could get a smile from him, she thought to herself.

She undid several of the buttons on the top part of her dress and pulled the flap open a little. She just wanted to be a little enticing as he seemed to like things like that. On the tray was his dinner along with a salad and chocolate mousse for dessert. She also had poured him some wine, one of his favorites.

“Sir…” she said as she knocked on the office door. “I have your dinner Sir, can I bring it in? You do need to eat.”

 

[LassardLost]

Lassard sat brooding at his desk, his feet up on a black leather ottoman as he faced the window. He frowned at the gray clouds that seemed to take Karen Wzutek's side.

He heard the knock. Dinner.

Lassard sighed, turned around and held his head on his hands, his elbows on the desk.

"Come in." He could tell by Mary's tone that she was possibly trying to cheer him up. A glance up and he saw she had brought his favorite wine. The last time Karen Wzutek had messed with him he had come home and raped this girl. Now, she was bringing him wine and appearing extra pleasant, as if she was trying to comfort him.

Without looking up at her, he nodded once as a gesture of thanks as Mary placed the tray on his desk. Lassard's thoughts drifted to the ultimate reason for his predicament. It wasn't Wzutek. She was just using a button that Lassard had fixed upon his nose. It was the button of wealth and power. But why? Why was it important to him? What was it about these acquisitions that drove him to humiliate himself. He couldn't find an answer. He couldn't find an answer to why he had been doing what he had been doing for all these years.

"Mary," he said looking up from his desk, catching her before she left the room. "Please, sit. Eat something with me." Mary looked at him for a moment and then came, a gentle smile on her face.

"Mary, you... do all this work out of necessity. But if you didn't have to, what would you want to do? And more importantly, why would you want to do it?" If Lassard didn't know, perhaps he could ask someone else. Mary was here after all.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Mary sat down and helped him eat his dinner, but she could sense he was deep in thought about something. When he finally asked her the questions he did, she was taken aback.

“Sir, those questions take some thought,” she said at first and took a sip of the wine he offered her.

“I really have two different answers, the first one would be how I would have answered it before I came to work for you. I would have liked to meet a nice young man, marry him and raise a family. That was my dream before I found out I had to go to work for someone.”

She hesitated, hoping she was not offending him in anyway.
“My second answer is, now that I have met you and have gotten to know you, I would still be doing what I am doing. To me I’m not just working, but pleasing the man that makes me happy and is so generous when it comes to me and my family. I….well I…I think I’m falling in love with you and if that’s the case that is why I do what I do, pleasing you makes me happy.”

She finally said what was in her heart and felt instant relief as she took a large breath of air into her lungs. She looked at him and couldn’t tell if she had helped him or made it worse.

“Sir, may I ask you a question?” she asked waiting for him to nod his head. “What makes you happy and are you doing it? I really think that’s what life is all about, especially when one makes someone else happy.”

She silently watched him, wondering what his thoughts were on what she said.

 

[LassardLost]

Lassard listened, and became very still when he heard the words “I think I’m falling in love with you… pleasing you … makes me happy…” He had been paralyzed by the words. Thankfully Mary had not awaited an answer, and it was a good thing, because Lassard’s mind was reeling. He had no idea what to say.

"What makes you happy and are you doing it?"

Lassard immediately was transported back to his first year out of residency, working in a teaching hospital in the Emergency Department. The patients, the nurses, the medical students, the other physicians – the environment of hustle and bustle, where everyone listened to what he said, but not just because he was good at making money, but because he was taking care of people. Why had he spent all these years running a business? Because he was so damn good at it. But now, now he had this girl sitting in front of him, declaring what she thought was her love for him… and he had a witch on the other side, Karen, who suddenly seem to symbolize everything he had to give up to be where he was now. The choice seemed rather clear. But Lassard couldn’t believe that it was so simple of a choice. Nothing in life was so simple. Mary couldn’t possibly love him, especially after what he had done to her. The idea of her loving him made him so happy… that’s what it was, but it couldn’t be possible.

Lassard put his fork down and looked at Mary as if she was his daughter who had just broken up with her boyfriend of five years. He had a pain in his eyes that Mary could clearly see.

“Medicine makes me happy. And…,” Lassard sighed. “You do.” He started shaking his head, “But I don’t see how you could possibly… how could you possibly… after what I…” Lassard fumbled for words. He couldn’t get it out, all of a sudden, as Mary Peterson wondered out loud if she was actually in love with him, the deep guilt of his actions inflicted upon her came crashing down. Pleasing you… makes me happy… I think I’m falling in love with you… Lassard hoped she would put him out of his agony and say or do something, anything. Picking up his food and throwing it in his face would be perfect, so he could villainize her… but no, he knew he didn’t really want that.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Mary was quite stunned by the emotions this man was showing. She hadn’t realized how badly he felt about what he had did to her. She could see that it was tearing him apart and she didn’t want that.

“Sir, that was long ago and it was a different man that did that to me. It is not the man you have become now. I forgave you long ago, especially after hearing what had happened to you that day. You need to forget it like I did. You aren’t that man and you don’t have to be him either.” she said softly, comforting him.

“Sir, if you don’t mind me saying so, it seems to me that what makes you unhappy is what is bothering you. The woman that hurt you and still wants to hurt you. Now if it were me, I think it would be easy enough to just tell her exactly where to go, but you may also want to forgive her for what she did. You see, if you want to be forgiven, you have to be willing to forgive others yourself. I don’t know if that all makes sense to you, but you are a better person to let this woman have such a hold on you.”

She went behind the desk and stood next to him, gently stroking his hair.

“Just let her go…”

 

[LassardLost]

Lassard felt his heart beat in his chest. As Mary spoke and got up, running her fingers through his hair, he felt as if there was nothing else that he wanted than to live the rest of his life with her. Somehow she had found out – likely from his journal – about what Karen had done to him. He didn’t care. It had humanized him in her eyes, and now to this point where she didn’t even believe he was the same person.

Lassard looked up at Mary, “I think I understand,” he said as he stood, bringing his hands to her face, touching her cheeks. “I don’t need that woman or anything that she can bring me.” He ran his fingers through Mary’s beautiful brown hair. “I don’t even need the anger that I feel towards her.” Lassard looked deep into Mary’s eyes, moving close to her, “I only need a few things to be happy. And one of them is a lot more important than the others.” Lassard touched his nose to Mary’s, bringing his hand behind her head. “A lot more.” Lassard leaned in and kissed Mary. A soft, but long kiss, his eyes closed, his arm slowly wrapping around her waist. Then, with their bodies glued to each other, he broke, looking at her from a distance. “Thank you.”

Lassard kissed Mary again, with a heat and passion that he had not felt in a long time. He ran his fingers through her brunette hair, and pulled her in to him, wanting to feel every part of her against him. Lassard had found what he was looking for.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Mary felt happy when he admitted he understood and he made her tingle just by touching her face and her nose. She was realizing how much she looked forward to his touches and now with them talking, she felt closer to him than anything.

As he talked, she realized he was referring to her being one of the most important things in his life and she was overwhelmed with happiness. She knew he would never hurt her again and possibly learn to love her as she did him.

His kiss was soft, lingering and filled with more patience than it had in a long time. As he wrapped his arms around her, holding her hands behind her back, she felt so warm and almost giddy with happiness.

They kissed again, this time even more passionate and when his fingers combed thru her hair, her entire body tingled. Without being told she wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers playing in his hair while her body pressed tightly against his.

“How can I make you happy, Sir?” she whispered in his ear when their kiss broke.