Kaitlyn's stomachdropped as the hot air balloon lifted off the ground.Rob had been working for the company and he arranged for them to go on a private, "sweetheart" flight that afternoon, taking off from La Jolla.
Rob's muscled arms circled her from behind."Are you nervous?"
She turned to face him, tilting her face up, but closing her eyes."I can't look."
He kissed her nose."Don't worry, Dimples.I have you."
In that moment, she fully believed that his arms were all she needed to stay safe.In the past month, he'd become her entire world.
He still wrestled with his demons—he woke up shouting sometimes at night, sweat glistening on his sculpted chest.When his knee or hip hurt—especially after they ran together— he got cranky.Not with her, just in general.But he usually apologized for it later.He could be gruff.He wasn't always great with communication and he still shut down at times, but she adored him, wounds and all.He was at his best in Dom mode—sensitive to her needs, exacting in his demands, and constantly pushing her boundaries.Her sexuality had bloomed under his attentions.All he had to do was lift a stern eyebrow and her tummy fluttered or her pussy clenched.
He had instituted maintenance night, but it wasn't the only night of the week he flexed his dominance.In fact, his 1950's housewife fetish had become a real thing.He made up rules about only wearing the apron and heels on the weekends.About cooking him ribs once a week.About baking homemade pies.He pretended to do white glove tests on her cleaning and spanked her for the soap scum in the tub.
That had been a particularly thrilling punishment.
"Open your eyes, Katie-Girl," he murmured, and turned her back around to face out.She blinked at the view—the ocean at sunset.There was no sensation of motion, just the most serene floating."You see?It's not scary, is it?"
She shook her head, leaning back against his solid chest."It's beautiful," she said in awe.
"Most people who think they're going to be scared in a hot air balloon aren't."Rob was already an expert at all things ballooning.It turned out he loved the job.It totally suited him, as far as a civilian job for a disabled guy.He only worked four to five hours a day, he got to spend it working outdoors in the fresh air, and he got a small adrenaline rush from the liftoffs and landings.He was even considering becoming a pilot himself.
"It's much more peaceful than I imagined," she said.
"That's because we're floating with the air current—there's no sensation of movement or wind on your face."
"Thanks for arranging this—it must've cost a fortune."
He shrugged."We worked out a deal."He cupped the back of her head and lifted it for a kiss.She loved the way he controlled her like that.He never asked permission—he always took without asking.
"A lot of people book these sweetheart flights for wedding proposals."
Her heart stuttered, issuing a double-pump.
"Would it be too soon if I proposed?"
Her mouth went dry.
"I mean, we wouldn't have to get married soon.We could have a long engagement or something."
She shook her head before he could go on.
"No what?You're not ready for this conversation?"he asked.
"No, I am.I mean, it's not too soon."
One corner of his mouth lifted."Good.Because I want to buy us a house.You know, somewhere I can punish my little wife without the neighbors overhearing."He lowered his voice on the wordpunishso the pilot wouldn't hear.
Her pussy grew damp.She squeezed her legs together, seeking relief."That sounds wonderful."
"Which part?The house or the punishment?Or being my wife?"
She leaned against him, letting her breasts press into his firm torso."I thought I was already your naughty wife?"
His eyes went dark and he yanked her even closer, letting her feel his erection."That's right, little girl," he growled in her ear."And you'd better wear my ring or there will be consequences."
Streamers of joy fluttered through her chest.Yes, it had been fast, but she was utterly certain he was The One.
She reached up and stroked his mottled cheek.She did it on purpose to desensitize him to it, and he had gradually allowed her to touch him without immediately pulling away."Is that the way a Dom proposes?"she asked with a smile.
