15 Good Morning!

{P.O.V. Jennifer Ross- Ryans}

Moving my hand behind me, realizing Kendrick wasn't behind me. I hurry and sit up and look around the room. Feeling disappointed and hurt that he wasn't here to wake up with me. Yet again, this is Kendrick Ryans I'm talking about. Looking at the clock, it reads 9:30 a.m. I haven't slept in like this in a long time. From last night's events, it doesn't surprise how exhausted it made me.

Crawling out of bed and making my way to the bathroom. Opening the door, I was surprised to see a very wet and naked Kendrick in the shower. I couldn't help but gawk at his perfect god-like body, for I don't know how long.

"If you want in the shower, then do so you don't need to eye fuck me again," Kendricks says with a devilish smile on his face.

Blushing red from getting caught looking at him. Dammit, why do I keeping blushing? I can talk to anyone about sexual things and not blush at all. But the moment I am with Kendrick Ryans, I can't help but blush.

"I think I will wait for when you are done," I say shyly. Turning the shower off and getting out, he wraps a towel around his waist. Blushing even redder, he stands in front of me.

"Too bad we could have had a lot of fun in there. Since you want to shower by yourself, then there you go, baby doll." Watching him walk past me into the bedroom, he turns back around. "oh, if I were you, I would bathe and not shower instead. After last night's events, you must be damn sore."

After saying that, he walks into the closet. As much as I don't want to admit it, I am terribly sore, not to mention a little swollen. My legs also feel weak and a little shaky. Closing the bathroom door, I turned the water on in the shower and got myself cleaned up. When I couldn't stand the pain anymore, I sat down and let the hot water soothe my body.

[P.O.V. Kendrick Ryans]

When I asked Jennifer to go upstairs with me, I didn't think she would even go. But the moment she put her hand in mine, I was surprised she even accepted. It surprised me only because of how early it happened in our new relationship with one another. Of course, I am that kind of man, but Jennifer doesn't even seem the type to say yes so quickly.

Another thing that took me surprised was when she tried telling me she was a virgin. Quite honestly, I thought she was a woman of experience. To hear that she wasn't was a bonus for me because I get to have her first. When my cock dived into her delicious wet flower, the way it felt not even words can even describe. All I do know is I fitted perfectly inside of her.

Getting up out of bed, I didn't want to wake Jennifer. From how late we went to bed last night, I wanted her to get some rest. Turning the shower on and getting clean up after rinsing the soap out of my hair and off my body. Looking out of the shower, a complete naked Jennifer was standing in the doorway. She looked radiant this morning like most women do when they have been welled fucked. Except she was more radiant from it being her first time. Offering her to come into the shower, her cheeks went a little red from blushing. Damn her, and that blush it makes me want to do devilish things to her in bed.

Getting out of the shower and wrapping myself with a towel, her blush deepens a little. When I stood in front of her, it took a lot of me not to grab her and kiss her. To avoid missing her sweet, soft, and delicious lips, I walked past her to the closet. Knowing how sore she might be, I suggested a bath and continued on my way. Putting on some boxers and a pair of jeans, I head downstairs to tell Mrs. Conner's to clean up the bed in Jennifer, and I room.

Sitting down at my desk in my home office, I look at my laptop and see an email. Letting me know that my new secretary won't be able to come for another week. Dammit, it all I got to say I didn't want Jennifer working at the office now that she is my wife. I wanted this last Friday to be the last day for good. Now she will have to work for me another week. I will have to talk this over with her and see how she feels about the matter.

After checking on my emails and replying to them, and doing a little office work, my mother finally arrived to bring my dogs back home. She insists that I let her have them last night while Jennifer and I got to know each other a little better. Meeting my mother outside, Rhea and my old pit-bull Duke were getting out of the car. They barked and wagged their tails as they saw me. Crouching down to give them a good pet, my Mother climbs out of the car as well.

"We had lots of fun last night; thank you for letting me take my grand-dog babies last night," Mother says, thanking me. I find it weird that she calls them that. "I would like to retake them next Thursday if that fine with you?"

"In the morning, you can't Duke got a vet appointment. After that, you may take them if that is what you want." Replying to her.

"Another appointment already? It was checked a couple of months ago."

"He's an old dog mom; he's not exactly young like he used to be."

Duke, an old dog, has had a callous life since he was a puppy and taken from his mom. To the time he was an adult and I rescued him. I got Duke from one of the rescue agencies. His previous owners abused him and used him for fighting other dogs for their entertainment. After adopting him for a year, he seemed really sad. Getting some professional advice, I was advised to get him a dog friend. That when I took him back to the rescue agency, he met a few other dogs. The one he connected with was a young puppy whose Mother was rescued when she was pregnant. Once Duke and Rhea became friends, they have been inseparable. Now that Duke is older, he is fighting a heart condition. On the days I take Rhea to the office is usually the day Duke as an appointment. No matter how hard his life has been, he keeps fighting.

Mom looks behind me, looking back where she was looking there. Jennifer stood she was dressed in some jeans and a t-shirt with some flip flops. What really caught my attention was her curly hair. Never in the two years have we known each other her hair ever been curly. I thought her hair was naturally straight; now, I know I was terribly mistaken. Seeing her with her curly hair made her look even more beautiful than her straight hair did. It also made her sexy and kind of dangerous looking. Mom and her greeting each other. I pulled my attention back to Duke. When I realized he was no longer by me, I panicked a little. Looking back towards where my Mother and Jennifer were, he was right next to Jennifer, letting her pet him along with Rhea.

I was stunned a little for the reason being Duke's previous owners were two females. Because of what they did to him, he never has like women. He would always be coward away when he saw a woman. When the woman ever got too close to him, he would try to nip them, not from being mean but for protection. It took my mother almost a year to get Duke to like her. Same with Mrs. Connors, it took her almost two years. The women I had business deals with Duke wouldn't even let them near him; neither did I; it was one of the agreements. But to see him walk right up to Jennifer without being a coward or trying to protect himself. Has me totally stunned and blown away.

"Why does it look like you two have seen a ghost or something?" She asks curiously.

"Were just glad Duke likes you that all." My mother says.

"Oh.." After Mom said that, it was like a wave a relief washed over Jennifer.

Mrs. Conner's comes out to let us know that lunch was ready. Inviting my Mom to lunch, we all go inside and have some lunch. Duke stayed closed to Jennifer the whole time. It has me curious if I had missed something when I choose her as my wife. After Lunch, Mom left Jennifer, and I was left in the dining room.

" I need to talk to you about something." Telling her

"Alright, what is it?" She asks curiously

"My new Secretary won't be in for another week. Would you want to come back for a week? And before you answer, I'm letting you know that I am not paying you. You are now my Wife I will support financially."

"So if I did it mainly to help you? Like most wives do for their husbands?" Leaning in towards her a little with our faces close to each other.

"Even though we have a sexual business relationship with one another. You are still my wife, and I am your Husband. As your Husband, I still plan on filling the duties of one. Supporting you financially is one of those duties, so yes, I guess if that is how you want to see it. You will be doing it to help, not to get paid." She had a look of understanding on her face.

"Well then, if that is the case, yes, I will help you for the week. Besides, I don't even know what I will do for the rest of the week. Now that I'm no longer working for you or Mrs. Callie."

"Then, it is settled. I have a little work to do. I will be in my office. If you want, you can go explore and get to know where things are." Leaning back from her, I get out of my chair and head into my office.