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He towers over Alejandro’s assistant, and he is easily six feet tall. Nearly a foot taller than me. His frame is wide and solid, with what I can only imagine is the defined body of an athletic college kid. The type of physique that comes with an ample amount of stamina.
I can definitely give him a lay and show him what I can do with ropes.
Fuck, Sofia. That is not what he said.
I don’t think you’re supposed to fuck the intern.
Tousled dark hair falls to his face as he walks in, his large hands quickly sliding through it to push it back. Lifting his head as his hand slides through his locks, I’m suddenly met with a pair of deep, chestnut eyes. A gaze he quickly breaks, his eyes immediately darting around the room to anything but me.
And he’s shy.
“Gabriel.” Alejandro gestures toward me, “This is Sofia Guerrera. She’s going to be your mentor for the duration of your internship.”
“Ms. Guerrera.” His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows hard, forcing himself to make eye contact with me. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
“Relax, sugar. I don’t bite.” I can’t help but lean into his adorable bashfulness. Lowering my voice as I step closer to shake his hand, I whisper, “too hard.”
“What?” His eyes are wide.
“Call me Sofia.” I return to my normal tone as I take my time sliding my small hand from his large one, wondering if the rest of him is equally as large.
“I have a meeting to get to over at the port,” Alejandro begins to excuse himself before addressing Gabriel. “I am certain you’ll be in good hands with Sofia.”
If I get my way, he’ll be in more than just my hands.
“I promise I’ll take good care of him.”
My eyes continue to graze over Gabriel for a moment before inviting him further into my office. I take a seat on the small couch and gesture for him to join me. He hesitantly sits beside me, the tight confines of the loveseat causing his knee to brush against me. A touch he immediately pulls back from with an apology.
I shift in my seat, causing my knee to purposely press against his, “There are a few rules that I need to ensure you follow.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
I cringe at the word.
“First, never call me ‘ma’am’ again. When we are alone, you can call me Sofia. If we are among clients or in a meeting, I expect you to address me as Ms. Guerrera.” I pause giving him a moment to acknowledge. Not continuing until he nods in agreement.
“Second, I am in charge. If you have any qualms about a woman telling you what to do, this is not going to work out. You will do what I say when I say to do it.”
“I grew up surrounded by women. I have no issue being told what to do.”
“Third.” I raise three fingers into the air. “You must understand the level of confidentiality that comes with this position. People cannot actually know what it is you’re doing here.”
He nods his head.
“I need to hear that you understand, Gabriel.” My tone is authoritative.
Fuck, I’ve missed having a submissive man in my life.
He struggles to make eye contact with me as he answers, “I understand, Sofia.”
“That’s a good boy.”
His eyes flicker with excitement at the words, and suddenly my panties are wet.
“We have a meeting in five minutes. Your job is to sit in the corner and be quiet. Listen and try to learn something.”
He nods in understanding.
