The Submissive Boss

"Your words that night in the restaurant, " he continued, his voice a low rumble, "the way you spoke to me. The sheer force of your anger, your dominance. It. it had an effect on me, Alice. A profound one." He shifted slightly in his seat, his hand resting on the table, close to hers. His thumb slowly stroked the polished wood. "While you were railing at me, telling me to go f**k myself. I came. Right there, in the restaurant.
Just from your words. From your disdain, your command."A shockwave, hot and potent, coursed through her. She felt a jolt of power, a thrilling, almost terrifying realization of the effect she had on him, the CEO, the untouchable Bill Thompson. To hear him confess it, so explicitly, so vulnerable, was electrifying."It wasn't just the surprise of it, " he went on, his voice deepening, "it was the sheer, overwhelming pleasure of being.
overwhelmed by you. Of feeling completely stripped of control. I haven't felt that in years, perhaps never." His eyes burned into hers. "I want to feel it again, Alice. I want you to take me further."His hand moved, closing over hers on the table, his grip firm and possessive. "I want you to dominate me. To use that fire, that intensity, that power you have, on me. I want you to be as commanding, as unyielding, as explicit as you were that night, and more.
I want you to tell me what to do. What you'll do to me."