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Noemi squirmed against my crotch, making me shudder as I placed my hands on her hips to stop her.

“Being attracted to you isn’t the issue, but you…”

Vincent kissed her neck.

“I want you,” he whispered, also looking at me.

We locked eyes, and the world stopped for a moment. Noemi pressed up against the front of my body. Vincent's eyes on me as he pushed her closer so that our faces came close together. Clenching my jaw, I had a feeling of wanting to submit to him, wondering what that would feel like.

“We’d have fun Noemi, I think we could have a lot of fun.” He kissed her cheek. “I could give you pleasure that you’ve only ever dreamed of, but let me give you my number and you can decide.”

He stepped back, giving us space and we took a deep breath together.

“Phone, Princesa?” He held his hand out.

“Um… It’s upstairs,” she said, pointing at her outfit that clearly left no place to hold a phone.

He turned to me holding his hand out.

“Give me a card,” I said, holding out my hand testing his dominance.

“I don’t have any, give me your phone and you can give her my contact when you are done.”

Again, not a question, but a command. I wanted to be petulant, giving him a hard time, but a part of me wanted to get this over with so I could take Noemi upstairs.

“Fine,” I said, rolling my eyes, taking my phone out of my pocket and giving it to him.

He narrowed his eyes at me, took the phone, and entered his information before giving it back to me.

“I really hope you consider next weekend, Noemi. We could have a lot of fun together.” He stepped up to her again, kissing her cheek. “Have fun tonight and remember your safe words. Good night, Princesa.”

He walked off with that silent swagger he had. He wasn’t a showy person, but you just knew he had it going on. Hitting the call button, Noemi and I watched him leave as we waited for the elevator.

The bell sounded, turning our attention back to the elevator. We stepped in, both of us lost in thought over Vincent. When we arrived at the penthouse, Genevieve was in the foyer putting a jacket on.

“I was wondering if you were coming back,” she smirked at us. “You have fun kiddos and make sure you don’t ruin the furniture!”

Noemi’s face turned red, making me chuckle.

“Goodnight!” We both called out.

As soon as the elevator door closed, the tension in the room multiplied. We stared at each other for a moment, she bit her lower lip and squirmed at my gaze.

“I…Uh need to go change and we can leave,” she said, visibly shuddering.

“No need. I’m staying here tonight,” I said, walking towards her, grabbing her hand and leading her to the sofa in the living room. It seemed Genevieve had help getting things back in order.

“Do you live here?” She looked around the room, much different now that furniture was back in place.

“No,” I said. “It’s Genevieve’s, but she uses the flat for business purposes and sometimes I help her out by staying here if something needs to be fixed or if I’m too exhausted from work.”

I sat her down on the sofa, pushing her all the way back, sitting on the ottoman right in front of her.

“Do you live in the suburbs?” she asked, as I picked up her foot, leaning it against my shoulder as I unbuckled her heels.

“Yes,” I said, as slipped her heel off, massaged the arch of her foot, and elicited a groan from her.

I rubbed her foot before moving to her calves. She gave me another moan before closing her eyes. Her legs were tense from being in heels for a couple of hours. I set her foot down, reaching for the other foot and setting it on my shoulder.

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