His Little Pet

He kind of just let himself in. And helped himself to a glass of wine as well.

"So, have you decided yet?"

"Actually, it's all a but much right now. I was going to sleep on for now, see how I felt about it in the morning."

I made my way over to the bedroom door, hoping that would send him back to his room for the night.

"So if you don't mind, I'll just head to bed now. You can let yourself out, I'm sure. I'll see you in the morning."

I drank the glass of wine in my hand before setting it down on the table, inching my way towards the bed, hoping he was on his way out. To my surprise, a second later, he was standing behind me. Placing both hands on my waist, pulling me into him.

"Roman, what are you doing?"

He pulled my waist into him more, and I could feel the bulge in his pants starting to grow more and more. I could even feel the occasional twitch. He wasn't small by any means, that's for sure.

He moved his left hand up to my neck and grabbed lightly. Pulling my head up towards his mouth, he gently nibbled my ear and neck.

"You turn me on so much Kätzchen, I can't control myself when I'm around you. I can't even think straight when you're near me."

I could feel myself getting turned on as well, with his mouth on my neck and his length rubbing up against me. But I wasn't ready for this. Not right now at least.

"Roman please..."

But before I could plead him to stop, his other hand was untieing my robe, letting it fall open. Exposing my n.a.k.e.d body. One hand c.a.r.e.s.sed up my stomach towards my b.a.r.e c.h.e.s.t, groping my b.r.e.a.s.ts, while the other started to slide up my t.h.i.g.h. Making his way towards my now soaked core, my heart started to pound loudly in my c.h.e.s.t.

I quickly grabbed his hand before it made it's way to it's destination, and moved out of his grip. Pulling my robe closed as I turned to face him. But my eyes couldn't directly face him themselves.

"I'm sorry, I-I just can't do this right now." I shifted my eyes just enough to take a quick glance at his face. And what I saw was a genuinely concerned and worried look in his eyes.

I sat on the edge of the bed and looked back down, away from him. I felt the bed sink in a little more from his weight as he sat beside me.

"What is it, Kätzchen? What's wrong? You can tell me, whatever it is." His kind words and sympathetic voice seemed to calm the worry inside me a little.

"It's just that, you know, I've never... this is all new to me. I've never actually done this before."

He looked a bit confused for a moment.

"What do you mean you've never done this before? As in, almost sleeping with your boss? That's nothing to worry about, Kätzchen. Most people don't ever get that chance." He gave a warm smile as he said it, along with a chuckle.

"No, that's not what I mean. I've never done this before as in almost sleeping with someone period, Roman."

His bright smiling face quickly changed into a look of realization as he realized what I had meant.

"You mean you've really never been with a guy in that way? As in, you're still a v.i.r.g.i.n?"

"Yes Roman, I'm still a v.i.r.g.i.n okay? Are you happy now? Now you know, so you can just laugh it up and leave me be okay?" I looked away from him, expecting to have him laugh in my face and then hightail it out of here. Leaving me stranded.

But he didn't. He didn't laugh, and he didn't leave. Instead, he grabbed my face in his hand and turned me to look at him. He had a look of hunger and passion in his eyes.

"Mein Gott, könntest du perfekter sein, mein Kätzchen?"

He swept the little bit of hair out of my face, then grabbed at the nape of my neck and pulled me into him. His mouth crashing with mine. Not the response I was expecting but hey, this was much better anyways. He kissed me with such a ravenous hunger, as if it couldn't be satisfied quite that easily. Then we fell into a rhythm as he slipped his tounge into my mouth, claiming all of it as his own. Our tounges danced around in eachothers mouths.

He pulled away, leaning his forehead against mine, both of us catching our breath for a moment before he spoke.

"I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you right now, Kätzchen. There's so many things I want to do to you right now, but they'll have to wait. I want to make your first time, our first time, as memorable as possible. And now isn't that time."

He placed a single kiss on my forehead before standing up.

"Get some rest now, Kätzchen. I have a few things planned for us tomorrow, so be ready by nine, okay? Goodnight."

He closed the bedroom door behind him, and I sat on the bed trying to wrap my head around everything that's happened. I feel as if I've been thrown into a fairytale world, and have all the luck imaginable. But I still couldn't figure out why.

I climbed up into the massive bed. I wasn't tired, but I drifted off into what had to be the best sleep I've ever had, almost instantly when my head hit the pillow. Goodnight Roman..

~~~~~

I awoke to one of the hotel maids drawing open the curtains in the room, the sunlight warm on my face. As soon as she finished her morning duties, I got out of bed. I looked at the time, 8:10. Good, I still have enough time to get ready for whatever Roman has planned for us today.

I leave the room and head towards the bathroom, noticing a designer shopping bag sitting on the table, attached is a note.

'Guten Morgen, Kätzchen. Please put this on and be down in the lobby by nine. I'll have a driver waiting for you there.

Roman.

I reach into the bag and pull out a gorgeous, yellow spaghetti strapped sundress. It's frilled at the bottom, low cut in the c.h.e.s.t area, and ties around the back in a nice little bow. Along with the dress I pull out a pair of black ankle high lace up sandals.

I put on the outfit Roman picked for me and to my surprise, it fit perfectly. How did he know what sizes to get? I guess that doesn't really matter right now, does it? I do my usual morning routine of getting ready for the day. Brush my teeth, add a little mascara, eyeliner, and powder to my face. Then I touch up my naturally long, black, beach wave curled hair.

When I get down to the lobby, sure enough, there is a driver there waiting for me.

"Good morning Miss Reins. Hurry in, the boss is expecting you soon, let's not be late." He opens the door for me and I step into the back seat. I wonder where he's taking me today...

~~~~~

When the car finally reaches a stop, and the driver opens the door for me, I step out and instantly get smacked in the face with a wonderful breeze. Along with the sent of salt water in the air. I look around and notice that we're at a boat dock.

"This way, Miss Reins."

I follow the driver and am escorted to a magnificent boat. Roman waiting for me by the entrance. He's not in his usual suit and tie, this time he's wearing a navy blue t-shirt, white loose fitting jeans, and navy blue boat shoes.

"Guten Morgen, Kätzchen. Please, come join me."

He extends his hand to me and I take it, helping pull me over onto the rocking boat. Once I'm aboard, he starts undocking the boat and setting the sails. After swiftly getting everything done in a matter of minutes, we were on the move. He joins me at the front of the boat, handing me a glass of wine.

We spent the rest of the day sailing, relaxing, and getting to know each other a little more. There wasn't much to fill in about my life, so it was mostly me learning things about Roman. I learned that his dad wasn't in the picture from the start, and his mom was never around either. When she was, she was always high or drunk. Or both.

Then he was adopted at the age of ten by a very wealthy family, growing up with a wonderfully different lifestyle than he was used to. Most people thought he had it easy when starting his own business, given the family status he now had, but that wasn't the case. He didn't take any handouts, he wanted to make it on his own, to feel proud about accomplishing something himself. And he certainly did just that.

He only had one other goal in life after starting his business, and that was to get married to a woman he loved and start a family. He wasn't able to reach that goal yet, not with the incident that happened with his ex. That was the one thing he didn't want to discuss. I had so many questions about what happened, but it wasn't my place to ask. I had already heard the basics from Lilith, so I was willing to wait until he was ready to tell me the rest. If we ever actually reached that point...

We finally started to head back to shore once the sun was going down, and by the time we got there it was already pitch black outside. I remember getting picked up by his driver and heading back to the hotel, though I don't actually remember returning to my room. But when I awoke, I found myself laying in the bed of my hotel room.

This was odd, when did I get back here? And why was I now only wearing p.a.n.t.i.e.s and a large white t-shirt?