Foxy
It was strange how quickly and easily we fell into a routine. Almost like we had been living together for years and not just a week.
I knew Ben was doing everything in his power to make me happy, he doted on my every whim. But I also knew he wanted to submit to me because he thought that’s what I needed.
And I did need it.
But I needed him more. Ben wouldn’t be able to handle that side of me. I knew that deep down. So, I put it off. I didn’t want to risk this amazing thing between us because he couldn’t handle that side of me.
“Babe?” Ben called out to me from behind his desk. He always worked with his office door open. But I mostly left him alone. “Foxy.” He said again. I realised that I had come to a stop at the bottom of the stairs. I had been so deep in thought I h
