Macie
Three Months Later
“The frosting is almost finished,” Ken says. I peek into the bowl he’s mixing in, and nod.
“The consistency looks great,” I say, and turn back to the ovens. I grab a pan of cupcakes and pull them out to cool. We’ve been in the kitchen since dawn and it’s nearly noon. The day is only half over, but I’m exhausted and tired. I’m also completely covered in flour.
“We have plenty of time to finish everything before tomorrow,” Ken shakes his head in disbelief. “This never would have happened under Jenna’s management, you know.”
“I know,” I tell Ken. Bringing Tony on board as my manager was the best business decision I’ve ever made. In just three months, he’s completely turned my business around. He’s doubled our productivity, completely revamped our organizational structure, and he’s done it all without raising anyone’s stress levels. “He’s incredible.”
“You really lucked out finding him,” Ken says. “He’s the best manager I’ve ever worked with, and that’s saying something.” Ken has been in catering for nearly five years. While he originally went to culinary school to become a chef, he was thrilled to join my team, and I’m lucky to have him.
“Thanks, Ken,” Tony steps into the room and looks over our work. He crosses his arms over his broad chest. “I’m happy to work with you, too. You’re great at what you do.”
“Thank you, sir,” Ken flushes. Even after all this time, he’s still not used to taking compliments. Jenna was a harsh supervisor and we’ve all had to learn to adjust to not being yelled at all the time.
One of the things I love most about Tony is that he’s not mean when he can be kind. He doesn’t shy away from correcting people or telling someone they’re making a mistake, but he always offers corrections in a way that doesn’t make people feel bad.
“Why don’t you take your lunch break, Ken? I can finish up in here.”
“Really? But it’s not even noon yet.”
“Oh, I know, but Rebecca is getting ready to head out, and I get the feeling she wouldn’t be opposed to you joining her.”
Ken grins and looks to me, like a little kid asking his mother for permission.
“Go ahead,” I tell him. “We’ve got this. Just make sure you’re back in time for the Zone and Destiny party tonight.” The company Piper works for is hosting a huge event and she was kind enough to get us hired as the caterer for the party. The tech firm’s company event is one of the biggest we’ve ever worked on, and I’m both nervous and excited about how the evening is going to go.
“Thanks!” Ken says. He pulls off his apron, washes his hands, and heads out to the front, presumably to find Rebecca.
“How’d you know about that?” I ask Tony when he comes over to me. He kisses me on the forehead.
“About what?”
“About Ken and Rebecca being into each other.”
“I’m a Dom, sweetie. It’s my job to notice these things.”
“Is that right?”
“Oh, that’s right,” he says. We hear the front door of the office close. The little tell-tale jingle of bells above the door lets us know we’re alone. Still, Tony walks to the kitchen door and closes it. Then he locks it.
“What are you doing?” I ask him, but I already have a pretty good idea.
“Something I should have done a long time ago,” he says. He helps me out of my apron and hangs it up. Then Tony wraps his arms around me and pulls me into a deep kiss.
“You’re such a good kisser,” I murmur against his lips.
“I’ve had a lot of practice.”
In this moment, I feel incredible. I feel strong and brave and like I’m on top of the world. Just a few months ago, I felt like I was never going to find someone. I thought my business might completely fall apart. I thought I wouldn’t be able to handle my stress for one more day, but then Tony walked into my life and everything changed.
Now, as he turns me around and pushes me over the counter, I realize that without him, I never would have been brave enough to admit my deepest fantasy. I never would have been bold enough to tell anyone what I want more than anything else.
He pushes my skirt up.
“No panties,” he murmurs.
“I was hoping,” I bite my bottom lip. “You know, that maybe you’d want to fuck me here sometime.”
“So you got ready for me, is that it, sweetheart?”
“Yes.”
“Fucking beautiful, that’s what you are. Beautiful.”
I hear him unzipping his pants and then he nudges against me.
“Baby, you’re already wet for me,” he says.
“I know,” I wonder if I’m blushing. I feel like I’m blushing. Since Tony and I started dating, I feel like I’m constantly wet. Each time we have sex, I learn something new about him. More than that, I learn something new about myself. Just recently, we experimented with exhibitionism. We had sex in one of the voyeur rooms at Anchored, and we drew quite a crowd. It was more fun than I anticipated, and not nearly as scary.
If this is what being with Tony feels like after only a few months, I can’t wait to find out what the future holds. I can’t wait to find out how incredible our lovemaking is after even more time together.
He slides inside of me, filling me, and I groan as I adjust to his size.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he pulls my hair back, fisting it. Then Tony kisses me from behind as he thrusts into me over and over. This is exactly the way I wanted this fantasy to go, exactly how I hoped it would be.
Tony’s fingers dig into my hips, but the slight pain is welcome. My entire body feels alive in this moment. Tony is incredible, and I love everything he does to me. I love everything we do to each other.
My hands grip the counter in front of me, and I don’t care that my clothes are now covered in flour or that my hair is going to be a mess after this. All I care about is the fact that I was so scared to visit Anchored, but I took a chance on Tony.
I took a chance on myself.
And I found something great, something better than I ever could have imagined.
It’s not long before we’re both coming in unison. He clamps a hand over my mouth as I cry out, groaning through my release. Then Tony pulls me into his arms and kisses me over and over and over again.
“Thank you,” I whisper. He made my fantasy come true. He made my dreams come true. “I don’t deserve you,” I tell him. “You’re amazing.”
“Marry me,” he whispers.
“What?” I look up at him, shocked by his request. We’ve been together a few months now, but we’ve never talked about marriage. Somehow, I assumed his former career as a divorce attorney had completely turned him off to the entire idea, and I was okay with that. It didn’t bother me.
“I can’t stand not having my ring on your finger,” he tells me. “I’ve never felt this way about a woman before and I’m certainly never going to feel this way again. You’re strong, Macie, and beautiful. You’re funny, and you make me laugh, and you make me feel like everything is going to be okay.”
“You want to marry me,” I repeat, not quite believing it.
“I want to marry you, Macie. Please. I’ll get on my knees and beg you,” he drops to his knees. “I’ll do anything you want if you just promise you’ll be mine.”
“Hey,” I get down and kneel in front of him, too. The space is tiny and cramped in the kitchen, but it doesn’t matter. “I love you, Tony. I love you more than anything. Yes,” I kiss him. “Of course I will marry you, Tony. Of course.”
He grins, and it’s the sweetest, most innocent smile I’ve ever seen cross his face.
“I fucking love you, Macie.” He kisses me again, and then he pulls out his phone. “I’ve got to call Zack! He’s not going to believe this.”
I laugh because I can’t quite believe it either.
I gave my friends such a hard time for meeting their true loves at a sex club, but they were right. You can find true love anywhere if you’re just willing to look for it. If you’re willing to believe in yourself, if you’re willing to try, you can do anything.
You can fly.
THE END