Chapter 4

• Jasmine POV
• I wake up in the middle of the night with a slight headache. I am naked beside Walker, I look at his perfect body. My goodness, he is hot. My body is still tingling from him being inside me.
• I slip quietly out of the bed. I do not want to wake him. He has to work today. Luckily I am off unless someone is not able to make it to work because of the weather.
• I open the curtain slightly to peak out at the rain. I love the rain. It has always been my favorite. I always spend my breaks on the roof when it rains. Sitting under the cover and watching the rain is so relaxing. Walker had that covered area installed for me. It was a kind thing to do. He said it was because I work so hard for him. I wonder if he has ever thought of me in a way other than as his employee.
• I have no idea how I should act today. Should I slip out and pretend this did not happen? I look over at him sleeping so peacefully. He was the wildest I have ever had in bed. I would let him have me again. Although, I know I should not. This is a bad idea.
• I stand naked peeking out the curtain. I hear him moving. I turn around and see him opening his beautiful blue eyes. “I am sorry. I did not mean to wake you” I say.
• He smiles slightly. “Watching the rain?” he inquires.
• “You know I love it,” I say.
• I find myself looking him up and down. Damn I know he sees what I am doing. Stop it! Stop it! He is going to think you are creepy. Don’t be weird Jasmine.
• “What on earth is going through that head of yours?” he asks.
• I slowly move back toward the bed. “I was thinking that I do not want this to be weird between us,” I say.
• “It won't. I promise,” he says.
• “Good,” I say.
• I need to check my phone. It is still dark. I need to see what time it is and see if Chanel has messaged me.
• “I wonder how Chanel is,” I say.
• Walker laughs. “You might want to call down to the front desk and tell Winston to hold you a different room,” he says.
• “Damn, Why couldn’t they have gotten a different room. I like that room,” I grumble.
• “You know we have excellent housekeeping,” he jokingly says.
• “Yeah, we do,” I say.
• “I am sure it will be fine,” he says.
• I go to the sitting area to locate my phone. I look around for my purse. My clothes are everywhere. Man, that was wild. I cannot think about that right now. Phone! Yes! I pick up my phone. Chanel text me a few times asking if I am okay then sent me a naked picture of her and Bauer. Eww, that was gross. I could’ve done without that.
• “Well, you were right about Chanel and Bauer. I wonder where they think we are,” I inquire.
• “Oh I told them you passed out and I was taking care of you,” he says.
• “Liar Liar!” I say.
• “Seriously though. Are you okay?” he asks.
• “Yeah. I am. And if you were serious I am going to stay here until I find another apartment,” I say.
• “You know Jasmine. My last front desk manager had an apartment here. You could stay in it as long as you want. You would need to clean it, but it is yours,” he says.
• “Really. That would help me a lot,” I say.
• I start gathering up my clothes. I can feel him watching me. “I think I am going to shower,” I say.
• “Want me to go get you some clothes from your room?” he asks.
• I ponder the thought. “No, it is okay. I can slip into a hotel robe and sprint to my room,” I say.
• I leave the sitting area. I go into the bathroom. I reach into the shower and turn the hot all the way up. I need a steaming hot shower to wash the whore off of me. I have mixed feelings about this.
• I place a robe on the hanger outside the shower. I step into the hot steaming water. I stand in it letting it run over my body. The door opens to the shower.
• “Before we go back to normal in a few hours I want to get in here with you,” he says.
• He takes the soap and begins to wash my body. Oh my goodness. His hands are bathing me. He is soft and rough. He washes me while looking deeply into my eyes. His piercing blue eyes feel like they are connected to my soul. He grabs me between the legs. “Such a dirty girl you are. Let me get you all clean,” he says.
• He pushes me back against the shower. His hand still pushing hard between my legs, his body pinning me against the shower, his lips kissing my neck.
• “You like that?” he asks.
• I moan and squirm beneath his touch. “Yes,” I say.
• “Tell me how you like it?” he asks.
• “I don’t know,” I answer so meekly.
• His lips touch my ears. His breath is hot on my neck. “Yes, you do. I could tell you how you like it. Just tell me,” he says.
• He grabs me between the legs hard and slaps me on the clit. I moan loudly. “See you like it hard and rough,” he says.
• “I do,” I answer.
• He turns me around pressing me against the shower. He smacks my bottom. “I bet you liked to be spanked,” he inquires.
• I moan as he spanks me again. “Again?” he asks.
• I don’t answer. He spanks me harder. “Tell me how you like it,” he demands.
• He presses his hardness against me. I can feel him growing behind me. I am not sure what to do. I let him continue to lead me down this path. Pressing me harder against the wall. He grabs my hips and tilts my rear into a position he can enter me.
• He pulls me away from the wall and pushes my head downward. He has me in a submissive position ready for him to take what he wants.
• “Tell me you want it,” he says.
• “I want it,” I scream.
• He inserts just the tip into my hot firey hole. He swirls around teasing me.
• “Tell me what you want,” he demands.
• “I want you to fuck me,” I say.
• He thrust into me hard. The hot water running over me. I am bent down submissive and at the mercy of his huge member thrusting my hot sweet love tunnel into perfect submission.
• “Do you want it harder?” he asks.
• I do not answer. He stops thrusting,
• “If the little princess wants it she is going to have to ask me for it,” he demands.
• “I want it harder,” I answer him meekly.
• He begins thrusting into me harder. I push back meeting him. I want him deep inside me. I want him to break me. I need him to pound me into submission.
• “That is good. Keep pushing back. I knew you were a little slut,” he says.
• My walls tingle harder as he talks dirty to me. I feel myself tightening. My legs are growing weak from him having me locked in this position. He pulls my arms behind me interlocking them. I am pushed further down with my bottom in the air. He pulls my body hard as he thrust into me.
• He lets go of my arms as I come for him. He pulls out of me. “I didn’t say you could come. Get out of the shower,” he says.
• Soaking wet he drags me out of the shower. He bends me over the sink. He begins spanking me hard, He smacks me over and over. He spins me around and grabs my face, looks into my eyes. “Never come without my permission. Do you understand?” he says.
• I nod that I do. I know this should not turn me on but it does.
• “Turn around and tilt your hips,” he demands.
• I turn around and do as I am told. I lean over the sink with my hips tilted for him. He dives back into me harder than before. “Now princess, tell me how hard you want it,” he demands.
• “Give it to me hard, please Walker. Destroy me,” I say.
• He doesn’t disappoint. He pounds into me harder and harder.
• “Now you can come for me,” he says.
• He begins smacking my bottom as he thrusts into me deeply. He is pushing himself into me and pulling out then smacking my bottom.
• “I told you to come for me. Can the little slut not come?” he asks.
• He shoves himself deep and hard into me grabbing the back of my head. “Come you slut,” he demands.
• He begins to come hard. My legs give away beneath me and I start to fall to the floor. He catches me thrusts into me hard as I become weaker. He pulls out and lets me go to my knees. He is in front of me before I can balance myself on the floor. He plunges his hard member into my mouth. He grabs the back of my head forcing himself deep into my throat as he comes into my mouth.
• He pulls out of me. He wipes my mouth. “Now take your shower. You smell like a whore,” he says and leaves.