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I’m nodding before I can even find the words. “Y-yes, I can do that.”
“We’re off to a good start, then.”
To my chagrin, Edwin backs away from me. He tugs on his suit jacket, resetting any wrinkles, and then runs his fingers back through his hair, managing to somehow get it all back into place without much effort.
I watch, hypnotized, as he runs his finger along his lowerlips, rubbing off the trace of lipstick left behind by my kiss. He looks at his finger and smiles to himself.
I think I’m going to combust.
“You’ll need to clean yourself up before you leave your office, Sonia.”
I spring myself up off the door and try to straighten myself out too. However, I don’t seem to have the same dexterity to bring me back to a reality before Edwin all but fucked me against my office door.
Edwin laughs through closed lips, his eyes crisping at the sides.
I’ve never seen this look from him, the kind that is…endeared to something. That something being me.
“Clean yourself up…” He runs a hand down the side of my head, catching a few fly-aways in his fingers.
Then, he slides past me and opens the door.
I start to gasp, stepping backward, further into the office. What the hell is he doing?
“I want to remodel room eleven.” His voice is stronger than it needs to be as he looks at me over his shoulder. “Finish up what you’re doing, and I’ll show you what I mean.”
I watch him go, saying his hellos to members as he walks through the main member area toward The Underground door.
Oh.Oh.
“Sounds good,” I say as calmly as I can.
Edwin smiles at me over his shoulder and then disappears into The Underground.
I gulp and sit back down at my computer. I don’t know how long I should wait to make this look like a natural meet-up between boss and employee. Just two people discussing aroom in the BDSM dungeon. Nothing at all unsavory about that.
I click around on the spreadsheet I was looking at before, but my eyes aren’t seeing anything, and my brain certainly isn’t thinking anything butEdwin.
Edwin’s lips on my lips. His hands on my body. His body pressed to mine.
Am I about to fuck Edwin Lyons? My boss?
My ex-boyfriend’s dad?
Does any of that even matter at this point?
Yes. No.
I know what I want, and I know he needs me just as much as I need him, so we can have this today. Right?
Besides, there are worse things I could do. I could commit arson. Or worse, murder. Having sex with someone because my body can’t cope without it is not a bad thing. Let’s call it self-care.
After only two minutes, I stand up from my desk, glancing at myself in the reflection of the window for a single moment to make sure I’m tuned up and not looking suspicious. Then, I walk through the club to The Underground.
As I go, I can’t focus on anything but the bubbling warmth between my thighs. Though Edwin isn’t pressed up against me, hard and wanting, I am still throbbing as if he is.
Soon, Sonia.
However, as I open the door to The Underground, I realize I don’t know what to expect. This isn’t just a moment of passion that will culminate in fucking.
