The next morning I wake up around 6 o clock, hearing Leya stir in her bed. I go to her room as she sits up in bed, wiping the sleep from her eyes. "Mommy?" I turn on her light and pick her up from bed. She wraps her arms around my neck and I carry her back to my room so we can both get ready for the day.
"Good morning, beautiful. Would you like to get ready with me?" Leya pops her head up with a cheer, clapping her hands, making me laugh. "Come on let's go get clean" I start walking to the bathroom, singing our 'get ready' song, when there's a firm knock at the door. I put Leya down, opening the door, finding Jade and the security guard from last night, holding four bags in each hand.
"I thought you and your daughter might like a fresh set of clothes". The burly man walks in, putting the expensive name brand bags on the bed, leaving just as fast. Too shocked to react, I stare between Jade and the clothes on the bed. She smirks stepping into the room and bending down so she's eye level with Leya. Jade softens her face as Leya shyly hugs my leg, looking at Jade unsure. She's not around many other people since I can't afford daycare, she's only with family or Cash and his friends, which she usually just stays with Logan.
"Hello, my name is Jade. I hope you don't mind but I got a couple of new outfits for you and you can pick whatever you want to wear". Leya peaks at me and I nod encouraging her to speak and that's all her outgoing self needs.
"Hi, I'm Cataleya, but you call me Leya. You pretty". Jade smiles and holds out her tattooed hand. Those hands look delicate but it's hard to imagine anything about Jade being dainty or delicate.
"What do you say about the gifts Leya?"
"Tank you, you help me pick" Leya clutches Jade's hand urging her to stand and follow her to checkout her new clothes. "Say please, don't be rude" I say shaking my head at the bossy 3-year-old.
"She's alright, she's a girl who knows what she wants. That's a good thing". Leya nods, agreeing to Jade's encouragement of her behavior. Leya doesn't even understand what we're talking about, she just likes to do what she wants. Which is why she doesn't wait for either of us to jump on the bed and start going through the bags.
"Don't encourage her" I lightly scold before I remember who I'm talking too. My face heats and I start stuttering an apology. Jade stalks closer like a lioness ready to pounce on her prey. I'm frozen, unable to move. She looks so fucking good right now. I'm so glad Leya's distracted.
Jade traces her fingertip across my jaw, cheek, to the outline of my lips. I suck in a breath as my lips part in anticipation. I don't know what the fuck she's going to do, but I want to feel it already. Feel what she can do, how intense she can get, experience the consumption of the desire she erupts from somewhere deep within me.
"Look at you, so ready for me, kitten". Jade's words are only loud enough for only her and I to hear but it has the same effect if she would've shouted. A current of electric pulses going straight to my dampening core. I lick my lips, unable to help myself as my mouth drys at the intensity in her darkened eyes. It looks like she could eat me whole. Is it wrong that I really hope she does?
"The things I could do to you, make you feel...." Jade trails off, pressing the pointed tip of nail on my bottom lip. The quick prick of pain enough to make me gasp and my mind race with various scenarios and possibilities. I want to ask what exactly it is that she could do, but my voice doesn't work, not with her touching me and being this close. She uses that same finger to trace a line from my lips to the pulsing vein in my neck.
"What was that you just told your daughter?" Her lips tilt into a seductive and dominating smirk that has me gulping. "Say thank you, Angel" she uses the sharpened end to press into my neck and I suck in a breath. I think she's trying to kill me because there is no way I can breathe with her commanding me like this.
"Thank you, Ms. Knight" she licks her lips before stepping back, seemingly satisfied.
"Call me Jade". I frown confused at her behavior. She's nothing like the cold, hard-ass Shay or the various tabloids, I looked up when I couldn't sleep last night, described her to be.
"Mommy, I ready" Leya proudly runs over hugging my leg and I don't hesitate to pick her up, though my mind is reeling. "I pick your clothes mommy" I focus my attention on Leya as I praise her for a good job seeing the matching 'Champion' outfits. Jade slips out of the room and I figure there's no use in arguing or harm in accepting a generous, albeit ridiculously expensive gift. Leya is happy and I don't always have money to do things like this for her, I won't ever rain on her parade. She deserves so much more than I can give her. My hoodie is grey while hers is royal blue, black joggers, along with two pairs of Air Jordan 4 Retro to match our outfits.
"Ooh, good job Leya, I love it".
"We go look good" I laugh and carry her to the bathroom so we can get cleaned off from last night. It takes 40 minutes to get myself and Leya ready for the day and the room cleaned up like we were never here. I left the extra bags on the guest bed, taking Leya with me to help clean Jade's nephew's room. I high-five her after a job well done promising her a treat before going downstairs. I'll probably take her to get waffles, her favorite, since I have the day off I'll deal with the sugar rush. First, I need to thank Jade again for all her help and kindness last night and this morning.
"Mommy, we see the pretty lady?"
"If she's still here, yes. I want to tell her thank you before we go get breakfast".
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"She come to?"
"I don't think so baby. I'm sure she's busy". I'm sure she bust her ass for the billions accredited to her name. Jade Knight is a big ass fucking deal, along with her prestigious family. Everyone in her family attended Ivy league schools, graduated cum laude or above. Every time a Knight takes over the company it grows 5 time larger than the previous CEO.
However, Jade has managed to outdo her entire family. She went through her entire school career with nothing less than an A-minus and has grown her family's business to the number one spot on the Fortune 500 list. She's incredible and that much more intimidating. This isn't my world, I could never fit in with her lifestyle. It's best I get back to reality and fast.
I barely graduated high school, got pregnant my senior year and was kicked out by my mom, so college was never an option. I sold weed with Cash for a while until his house got shot up after that I settled for working in bars and restaurants to provide for Leya. I don't want her in any dangerous environment and if that means struggling more that's more than fine. Her safety is worth it in the end. I got us our own little apartment but she spends most of her time with my aunt while I'm working.
Leya jumps and walks next to me, talking about all the things she wants to do today. I try to have at least one day a week just for Leya and I where I take her out and spoil her for the day. We make it to the kitchen where Jade is sitting at the table with a cup of coffee in one hand and her laptop in front of her. She softly closes the lid, lifting the steaming mug to her lips, sipping the hot contents and turning our attention to us.
"Hello ladies, I'm glad to see the clothes fit well" Jade's heated stare gives me a quick assessment before softening as she nods her approval to a posing Leya. I think she's been spending too much time with my aunt.
"We look good" Leya sassy ass says. She's a bundle of energy with a big personality, probably from only hanging out with people two times her age.
"Thank you again, Ms. Knight. I really don't know how to pay you back for all of this". Jade's eyes seem to darken a shade when I say her name, bringing to mind the instruction from earlier.
Call me Jade.
She's my boss. I can't just go around regarding her as a friend. I can tell she's not used to people not following her orders the way she's calculating me with a blank face. If it wasn't for my daughter I'm sure she would enact some sort of punishment or at least comment on my disobedience. Images of Jade's intricately tattooed hand striking out and grasping my neck, demanding my obedience and submission. I don't know if she's into BDSM or a dominatrix but the way she carries herself I wouldn't be surprised. Not to mention she's proven to look amazing in leather.
I tune back into the conversation between Leya and Jade in time to hear Leya invite her to spend the day with us. "You come with me and mommy" so demanding, but Jade's amused face and soft smile keeps me from reprimanding her right away. I swear she gets that bossy shit from Cash.
"Leya that's not how you invite someone, you have to ask and I'm sure Ms. Knight is very busy". Leya starts pouting but I pay her no mind, holding my hand out for her to take. She slinks over, in her feelings, and I inwardly laugh at the dramatic 3-year-old. She doesn't even know Jade yet she wants to spend the day with her suddenly.
"On the contrary, my assistant was just telling me I need to take a day off for once. Consider my schedule cleared. The day is yours little Leya, we can do anything you like". Leya jumps up and down a wide smile on her face as she looks between me and Jade with a hopeful expression.
"Anyting?"
"Yes, if it's alright with your mom". Commence the begging from Leya. She tugs and pulls on my shirt, bouncing from either feet, begging to get waffles, and go to the zoo, and the garden, and everywhere else her little mind can think of. I sigh looking at my daughter's bright and excited face, there's no way I can say no to her when she's this happy.
"Fine, but tell Ms. Knight thank you first". Leya does as she's told before running towards the entrance. "Don't open the door, Leya" I call after the hyper girl before turning to look at a smirking Jade. It's as if she knew the last thing I wanted to do and the only thing I wanted to do was spend the day with her, confusing, I know. That's the problem with being around this woman, she makes my mind a jumbled, nervous mess.
"This doesn't count in the repayment, right?" I can barely afford to step into this place and the last thing I need is more debt. Leya and I live paycheck-to-paycheck, if I don't plan our money right, then something has to give and I refuse to have my child go hungry. I've been poor and homeless and I don't ever want Leya to have the same cards that I was dealt.
"Don't worry, Angel. It won't cost you a dime, in fact it's more of a favor. I need your help". Jade stands from the table and her casualness keeps the questions at bay. This can't be the same woman from last night wearing an obviously expensive, probably custom designed leather dress with a real gold belt. Dressed down in short distressed jean shorts and a black cropped top, the style change is completely noticeable.
I wouldn't take her as someone so relaxed but even her long black hair is pulled back in a low ponytail. Her skin is on full display creamy and silky, soft and flawless. I'm secretly glad she's deciding to show it off. She looks delicious to say the least, like a decadent dessert just waiting to be tasted and indulged. What I would give to lick every single inch of her body.
"Angel, if you keep staring at me like that, I'll fuck you right here on this table". Jade's threat has my mouth running dry. The thought of her fingers working their magic inside me, claiming me as hers has a pool forming between my legs. The dark lust in her eyes has me paralyzed, trapped in her snare and completely at her mercy. Jade's smirk widens and I don't miss the way her nipples strain against the thin fabric, making me gulp. She's trying to kill me. Jade uses the tip of her finger to tilt my head up so I'm looking into her eyes, seeing the lust and desire she's keeping controlled behind a stern expression.
"Walk away, Kitten" her tone leaves no room for argument and I glimpse at the promise of pleasure and pain she can provide as she trails her sharp oval nail across my jaw. I lick my lips, the command going straight to my already soaking core. She's barely touched me and I'm already close. I need to get a grip. Jade lets out a growl from back in her throat, making me shiver as her fingers grasp my neck pulling me close. Her eyes are intense but this time I can't look away. I'm rooted in my spot ready to get burned alive.
"Do not make me fucking repeat myself, Angel" Jade's words are sharp and full of warning, and it immediately has me clenching my legs together to refrain from dripping down my legs. Her hand emphasizes her threat, tightening her hold, bringing me closer so we're chest-to-chest. She bites my bottom lip, making me gasp at the pain followed by the overwhelming wave of pleasure as her tongue soothes the sting. She steps back, releasing me and it takes a second for my dazed eyes to settle onto her hard glare. I quickly steady my shaky legs and leave the kitchen secretly wishing I could tempt her hand just a bit longer. If it wasn't for Leya being here I probably would.
"The things I could do to you, make you feel...." If she only knew the things I'd let her do and what I wish she'd make me feel. I'd gladly surrender to Jade Knight, body and mind to every feeling she arouses. I mean it has been a while.