Love Unbound: A Valentine's Day Romance Anthology

by Dee, Cassandra

  Her mom glared at me but I refused to crumble in front of Cruella de Ville. My blue eyes flashed right back, challenging the middle aged woman.

  “Fine,” her mom snapped. “Come on in.”

  We entered the mansion, stepping into an all-white living room luxuriously done up with a sparkling chandelier and priceless antiques. Fuck. This place was a palace, designed to intimidate. But I wouldn’t let the woman drive a wedge between me and my girl.

  “So, what can I help you with?” Rowena asked frostily.

  “I just wanted you to know that I’m seeing Ryan,” Lexi stated. “We’re dating. We’re a couple.”

  “Is that so?” her mom asked.

  “He works for a different magazine now,” Lexi continued. “So no more workplace romances. And Ryan’s a writer’s assistant now, not just an intern. We both enjoy being together. We care about each other. So we’re going to be together, whether you like it or not.”

  I looked at Lexi the entire time, appreciative of my woman’s bravery. It took a lot to stand up to the Dragon Lady, but my girl was doing it.

  Rowena frowned. “I must say, this is coming as a real shock to me.”

  “I’m not trying to shock you, Mom,” Lexi said, lower lip trembling. “I just wanted to be honest with you. Do what you will.”

  Her mom cackled.

  “Lexi, I’m not going to fire you. You can date whomever you choose. I have no problem telling you how to operate your work life, but your love life is entirely your business.”

  Lexi and I exchanged puzzled looks. That seemed easy.

  “Well good,” the beautiful brunette finally replied. “I’m glad to hear you say that.”

  “I must say though, I’m amused,” her mom continued airily. “You haven’t gone to bat for a boy since you were in high school.”

  “Ryan’s not a boy, Mother,” Lexi said assertively. “He’s very much a man.”

  Rowena shot me a peculiar look then that was difficult to interpret.

  “Very well,” her mom replied. “You don’t need to worry about losing your job over this young man right here.”

  A smile wreathed my best girl’s face, and she got up, going over to hug Rowena. This time Rowena looked about as uncomfortable as I felt, her narrow shoulders stiffening.

  “Thank you,” Lexi murmured. “I appreciate it Mom.”

  But Rowena wasn’t done yet.

  “But to be clear,” she added. “If your arrangement affects your job performance in any way, or if you pull a stunt like you two did last Thursday, I will replace you. Is that understood?”

  “Completely,” Lexi said fervently. “It won’t. I promise.”

  “Good,” said Rowena, blue eyes growing unreadable. “Will that be all, then?”

  Lexi shot me a happy grin.

  “Yes,” she burbled. “Thank you, Mom. Thank you again,” she nodded.

  And with that, we left. But something tugged at my soul. That had gone off too easy. We’d expected a fight, if not all-out disownment. But instead, Rowena had capitulated much too easily. What was going on? But I put the misgivings out of my head because right now, I had the gorgeous brunette to myself … and we wanted to enjoy our time together.

  Chapter 13

  Lexi

  Ryan and I spent the entire day together, driving around L.A., talking, and getting to know each other more. The conversation was amazing, touching on subjects both personal and impersonal, drawing us close while making us alternately laugh and cry.

  He talked about his horrible experiences at past magazines, which I was easily able to relate to. Trust me, the magazine world is competitive, and more than a few people go to the bathroom to cry privately in a stall most days.

  Ryan also told me about his best friend Asher, a buddy of his since childhood. He and Asher were still in touch, and I had to admit that I was somewhat jealous of that connection. It wasn’t because he had another friend, but because their friendship was strong even after all these years. My friendships, by contrast, have waned a little ever since I got so busy at Chic-Wise. I missed that closeness.

  We talked about where we wanted to head with our careers. I felt boring compared to him. Ryan had aspirations that soared: he wanted to become a full-fledged sports writer, potentially for a major website or newspaper. He even said he wouldn’t mind trying to go into sports commentating on TV, which is competitive as fuck. His drive really turned me on.

  I described a bit about my upbringing, but the man is perceptive. He could tell that we were heading into sensitive territory, and that I didn’t want to get too detailed just now. So Ryan made things comfortable for me, telling me about how goofy his dad had been and making me laugh. He also lingered quite a bit on details about his mom, a woman who’d disappeared when he was young. I found myself angry with her for how much she’d hurt her son.

  We even chatted a bit about our past relationships, from one-night flings to serious commitments. For the most part, Ryan was a casual dater, never wanting things to go past a certain point. I wondered whether his mom leaving him made him want to keep his connections short and sweet, so that another woman wouldn’t have the chance to leave him. But there was no point in dwelling on thoughts like that. I wasn’t going to play arm-chair psychologist with a man I adored.

  As the sun began to set, we were walking on the pier and eating junk food together, giggling and laughing. We were taking pictures of the sunset on our phones, while walking close.

  “My mom can really piss me off sometimes,” I said randomly.

  “Hey, at least you have a mom,” he pointed out.

  “Yeah, but she just… I don’t know. Rowena treats me like I’m still a child sometimes. You heard what she said. If she doesn’t like how I’m doing my job, she’ll just put someone else in. How do I know that one day, she’ll demand that we break up? Or that I’m going to be fired? I just feel like it’s blackmail or something. I don’t know. Sorry, I don’t want to ruin this sunset.”

  “Lexi, you’re not ruining anything,” he rumbled.

  “I might as well just start looking for a new job,” was my rueful comment. “Now that I know I have no job security, I should have options ready on the backburner.”

  “Give me a week at my new job, and I’ll put in a good word for you, if you want,” Ryan offered.

  “You don’t need to do that,” I told him. “Besides, I don’t know how well I’d fit in over at Sports Life. I work better with girls. I might get killed if I join a boys’ club.”

  “Yeah maybe,” he said, slipping his phone in his pocket. He put his arm around me, squeezing my shoulder. “I’m sure it must be hard to have your mom be so controlling like that. Especially since you’re an adult.”

  “Tell me about it,” I laughed.

  He was silent for a moment.

  “I almost didn’t take the job at Sports Life, to be honest,” he said. “Because Asher helped get in over there, and for a while, I didn’t want him to do that for me. I didn’t want any help getting work; I wanted to earn it myself. But sometimes, you need help in certain cases,” he said wryly. “I don’t regret it.”

  That hit a nerve because it was the opposite of my life. Sure, I was qualified for my editor-in-chief role with a degree in journalism and experience working at other magazines. But Rowena’s always played such a huge role in my professional life, and the rumor of nepotism followed me wherever I went. It felt bad, to be honest.

  “Maybe I shouldn’t just look for another job,” was my rueful sigh. “Maybe I should just quit. Not only should I leave, I should quit in the most overly dramatic way possible, just to piss off my mom. A really big ‘fuck you.’ Maybe you should come back to the office, and we’ll just start having sex everywhere, right in front of people, around the security cameras so that everyone knows what we’re up to.”

  He laughed, throwing his head back and showing that magnetic smile. “I’m all up for dramatic, but that might be taking it a little too far.”


  “I thought you were my man now,” I said as I turned from the sunset to look into his gorgeous eyes. “You wouldn’t help me?”

  “Of course, I’d help you,” Ryan rumbled. “I just think it’d look bad for you when you have to tell your next job why you got fired and arrested.”

  I giggled. “Good point. A criminal record would be bad.”

  He paused.

  “I will help you out, though, if you think that’s what’s best,” he added. “Really, I’ll stroke your sweet pussy wherever and whenever you want. Just tell me, sweetheart.”

  I laughed breathily, biting my lip. “You know, there were some other toys you had in your room that I was hoping we could test out sometime.” I turned to him, brown eyes flashing. “Care to try them out now?”

  The answering gleam in those azure eyes was answer enough, and we were off to the races.

  ***

  “I love when you dominate me,” Ryan rasped as I fastened a collar around his neck.

  “Oh, I love it, too,” I whispered, looking deep into his eyes. “This turns me on so much.”

  The black leather collar had a short chain attached to it to act as a leash. I pulled the chain, which helped hoist his head up to me, and we started kissing furiously. He was naked beneath me, and I was wearing a leather outfit with revealing holes cut out in all the right places.

  The man’s hands were free for that moment, and he ran them all over my body while I tugged gently on the chain and ran my nails down his back. We were both laughing, not out of humor or awkwardness, but because of consistent pleasure and pain that sizzled through our bodies. I feared one of us might go crazy at any moment.

  Fortunately, my eyes stayed on the prize. One of the strategically placed holes allowed me to slide my wet pussy right down on his veiny cock. We both gasped, loving the sensation. I took all of him and rode him deliberately, hoping to pump him up so much that his load would be massive. His seed had me addicted.

  As I slowly lifted myself, Ryan grabbed onto my ass, smacking it hard enough so that even the leather couldn’t save me. With each hit, my moans grew louder.

  Finally, he grasped my hips and thrust so fast and hard that helpless mewls escaped my lips, breasts bobbling as we chased release.

  And finally, it came. With a hard grunt and a jerk deep within, Ryan spewed hot man seed into my interior, my pussy pulling the virile jism even deeper with every ecstatic convulsion.

  “Yes,” I breathed into his ear, riding the crest. “Oh yes, yes, yes.”

  And with that, my man and I were one again. We’d braved the wrath of my mother and survived against all odds. We were now working for different employers, and I was still editor in chief at Chic-Wise. And yet there was still something lacking. So I turned to the gorgeous man.

  “Baby,” was my coy mewl. “Do you want to try being the Dom in our relationship now?”

  Ryan’s blue eyes gleamed, and I knew we’d just entered a whole new phase of the relationship.

  Chapter 14

  Ryan

  I was thrilled to hear her speak those words because shit, the girl tempted me. I wanted to have a chance to explore new territory while calling the shots. Fuck yeah.

  We’d discussed a lot of things we wanted to try or experiment with, and I wasn’t going to be meek about it.

  Grabbing a rope, I tied up Lexi’s arms and fastened them to the bed. It was tight, but not crazy restrictive. After all, I wanted her to have some mobility. I wanted her to be able to flail around at will if she so chose.

  And we got right to it then. First, I had her swallow my cock. She took me in her mouth like a pro, letting me penetrate all the way to the back of her throat. I fucked her face while groaning deliriously, the girl’s lips stretched so wide around my massive girth. Drool dripped from the edges of her lips, but those caramel eyes just begged me for more.

  As my balls began to surge, I took my whip and cracked it against her back and on her fine ass. The brunette moaned against my dick, causing more saliva to coat my balls each time she did.

  Once it was time, I grabbed her head and pushed deep, treating her sweet mouth like it was her delectable flower. Semen spurted wildly, which Lexi gulped, swallowing the delectable milkshake.

  I patted her cheek. “Good girl. You did real good.”

  Next, I bent her head down and had her arch her ass in the air for me. I ran my fingers along her pussy and even teased her tight, fresh asshole with my pinky.

  “Tell me when you’re about to cum,” was my command.

  “Yes, sir,” she managed in a trembling voice.

  I ran my tongue just once up her ass, causing the female to shudder and moan. Then I returned to my favorite dessert, her pussy. I loved how wet she would get for me, and it was always delicious. I was moving fast, hoping to see just how quickly I could get her just on the brink.

  “I’m going to come!” she gasped, face pressed into the pillows. “I’m going to come!”

  As soon as she said those words, I backed off from her pussy. She mewled helplessly, shooting me a desperate, dirty look.

  Ignoring the female, I put a collar and leash on around her neck, tightening it so that the leather massaged her sensitive throat. I tugged on the leash and began to play with her clit with my free hand, massaging and rubbing the stiff nub. She was literally dripping down my hand. I wanted to feel her tighten around me.

  “Fuck yeah,” I murmured.

  “I’m—” she moaned. “I’m close! I’m so close.”

  And again, I stopped. I let go of the chain, and stopped fingering altogether. She moaned helplessly, twisting her hips and begging for more.

  But fortunately, my balls were filling once again. My cock was growing hard just for Lexi, and she was likely not anticipating what was to come next.

  “When are you going to let me come?” she begged.

  “Once I penetrate you,” was my harsh rasp while I ran my hard cock down her back. “I’ll be gentle at first, don’t worry.”

  “I don’t want you to be gentle, baby.”

  I grabbed a large, black vibrator and flicked it on. She looked up from the pillows, eyes wide.

  “Keep your face in the pillows,” was my command.

  She obeyed, waving her ass around in the air. Before I used the vibrator, I ran my cock along her pussy, teasing her deliciously. She kept backing up, trying to help me penetrate her so that she could release. But Lexi didn’t realize which orifice I was going for.

  Because using her juices as a lubricant, I slowly and purposefully slid my cock into her tight ass.

  The female gasped and then began to exclaim. I hadn’t even buried my entire length inside, and yet the woman was already bucking, struggling to take my shaft into her tiny brown hole. I knew that our first time it wouldn’t be possible to sheath myself fully, but I wanted to know what she felt like in back. The answer was clear. Lexi was so small and delicious that I thought I might explode in under a minute.

  Panting hard, I took the vibrator and simply rested the vibrating machine against her clit. I barely had to move my hands or do a thing. She shrieked in ecstasy, jerking her head from the pillows from the delicious sensations. Lexi let go like an earthquake then, squirting all over the vibrator, all over the bed, the tremors shaking my cock as I slowly rode her ass.

  She collapsed, seemingly exhausted, ass and pussy still twitching. I pulled out from her ass, kept her on her stomach, and finished our intense passion by sliding into her drenched cunt once more before spraying my virile jism in that hot channel.

  “Yes sweetheart,” I rasped in her ear. “Both of your holes belong to me, hear? Both of them.”

  The girl could only mewl helplessly, accepting my length every which way.

  “Yes Ryan,” she whispered. “Yes Master.”

  And no words had ever sounded so right.

  ***

  Once the grey light of morning dawned, we were both still awake. The bed sheets were ruined, our bodies were covered
in each other’s fluids, and I felt sure that my neighbors must have known exactly what was going on next door.

  “I’m going to chain you to my bed and never let you back out,” Lexi whispered, pressing her curvy form close.

  “Is that a promise?” was my rumble.

  “That’s a threat, big guy,” she giggled. “You better take it seriously. You’re too much.”

  “I hope that’s a good thing,” I said.

  I kissed her lips, nibbling lightly on them.

  “My lease actually runs up in a month,” she said. “If we’re still together in a month, we should move in together. That would really give my parents a heart attack.”

  “That might work.”

  “You’d be against having nights like this over and over again?”

  “Naw sweetheart,” I said. “That’s right up my alley. In fact, how about this? If we’re still together in a month, and if we’re in love, we move in together. Deal?”

  She stuck out her pinky. I crossed my pinky with hers, and we shook on it.

  “Deal,” Lexi sighed, sealing it with a kiss.

  Because we’d overcome an improbable beginning, from the Tinder date to a sexy liaison with my boss. And yet, now we were discussing moving in together, and even potentially, love.

  If you’d asked me two weeks ago, love wasn’t on the table. Passion was, but not love because I had no time. I was an intern at a magazine, ready to get my career off the ground. But now, everything had changed. Because sometimes love with the boss works out … and nothing could stop us now.

  Epilogue

  Lexi

  Eight months later …

  Ryan had invited a bunch of people over for a surprise birthday party. After all, it was my thirty-first birthday. I’d woken up feeling depressed about being old, but Ryan took my mind off any negativity right away. He’d brought me breakfast in bed, we went jogging on the beach together, and when we got back, everyone was waiting.