Rush

don’t know what I would have done without
     your support and understanding.”
    “Love you, Mom. I’m here any time you need to talk.”
    This time he heard her smile as she returned his love.
    “I’ll let you get back to work,” she said. “But you’re in awfully early this morning.
     I think you should consider taking that vacation we discussed. You work way too hard,
     Son.”
    “I’ll be fine. You just take care of you. Okay? And call me if you need me, Mom. You
     know I’m never too busy for you.”
    They rang off and Gabe shook his head. So his dad had made his move. He hadn’t just
     experienced a brief moment of regret resulting in his confession to Gabe. He’d gone
     to Gabe’s mom and began the long, winding path to reconciliation.
    He busied himself with e-mails, keeping an eye on the clock. The closer it came to
     the time when Mia would arrive, the edgier he got. Twice he nearly sent her a text
     to ask where she was, but he put his phone down each time, determined that he wouldn’t
     sound so goddamn eager.
    In his desk was the last plug he intended to use on her to ease her into anal sex.
     The image of her bending over his desk, her cheeks parting as he inserted the plug,
     made him grow achingly hard. He couldn’t wait to slide his cock in her ass instead
     of a plug. He was growing impatient. He wanted full access to her body. He’d given
     her enough time to adjust to his demands. It was time to indulge fully in every dirty,
     hedonistic fantasy he’d conjured around the two of them.
    He was already thinking ahead to the weekend. Next weekshe’d accompany him on a business trip out of the country. Before that he wanted a
     few days where it was only the two of them. Her full initiation into his world.
    Anticipation licked up his spine, his entire body growing heavy with lust as he imagined
     her tied and spread before him. Of him plunging into her ass from behind. Of fucking
     her mouth until his cum spilled down her lips. Of sinking so far into her sweet pussy
     that there was no separation between them.
    He’d already claimed Mia. He’d fucked her tirelessly. But what was to come was his
     removing any doubt from her mind that she belonged fully and completely to him. He
     wanted every time she looked at him for her to have the knowledge in her eyes of his
     possession. For her to remember him taking her and marking her in vivid detail.
    If that made him a primitive asshole, oh well. It was who he was, and he was helpless
     to control his need for her or the fierce urge to dominate her wholly.
    At eight thirty, his door opened, and Mia walked in.
    His body leapt to life, relief hovering over him like a cloud.
    “Lock the door,” he commanded in a quiet voice.
    She turned to do as he’d ordered and then she swiveled back around, staring at him
     across the space. She was too far from him. He needed her next to him, his touch like
     a tattoo on her skin.
    “Come here.”
    Had it only been since yesterday afternoon that he’d seen her? It seemed forever,
     and he was only interested in reestablishing his dominance over her. Or reminding
     her whom she belonged to.
    He reached in his desk for the plug, and today, instead of having her bend over the
     desk and raise her skirt, he motioned for her to follow him to the sofa along the
     wall. He sat and then patted his lap, pulling her down to lie over his legs.
    She rested her cheek against the soft leather and turned so thatshe could see him out of the corner of her eye. Her hair tumbled around her face,
     and her eyes had a sleepy look that glowed with desire.
    Sliding a hand underneath her skirt, he was satisfied when he encountered the smooth,
     naked flesh of her ass. He pushed upward, baring her to his gaze, and then he reached
     for the lubricant, knowing today she’d need more because this plug was the largest
     yet.
    He teased her opening, stroking it with his fingers as he liberally applied the gel.
     She went tense over his lap and he caressed her bottom, sliding his hand up her spine.
    “Relax,” he murmured. “Trust me, Mia. I won’t hurt you. Let me make you feel good.”
    She let out a sigh and went limp over his lap. He loved that she was so responsive.
     So sweetly submissive.
    He began to work the tip of the plug inside her opening, stretching the small ring
     as he gently stroked back and forth, gradually gaining depth. Her fingers flexed and
     then formed tight balls. She closed her eyes, and a soft