I rose to my feet, taking a few steps to Ares, and pressed my ass on his strong lap. A strange feeling took over me like a spark, invading my body... fingertips, and toes, going numb from the sensation.
It was Ares' dominance.
It circled me like an invisible thread and made me feel like a little kitten that wanna curl up and await pets.
As if sensing the eagerness that oozed from me, the back of his hand stroked my back, slow and mindful. I felt myself relax against him, and all the nerves that had skyrocketed the entire time were gone like the wind.
His other hand slipped into mine. "You're sweaty." He confirmed. "Tell me, baby, am I your boss right now?"
"No..." I replied, confused by his abrupt question.
"Good. I'm your husband, that's all you need to think about."
I blinked a bit, hazy about his words until it dawned on me. He must have assumed I thought this was a business trip, figuring it was the reason why I was uptight.
