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I ran to the edge of the bed, then fell onto my butt, playfully bouncing. Then I jumped to my feet, singing out, “yes sir!"
At my glance backwards, he was staring after me, watching me sashay my way towards the closet with a grin on his face. I threw him a flirty smile, my insides buzzing. Somehow, Rook made me feel like I'd never felt before.
Like I had wings. I could jump into the sky and fly, like a bird.
I dressed quickly, and the dress flowed over me like water, tight on the top and loose and flowy on the bottom, swaying as I walked. It had a deep cut, V-neckline that showed off the curves of my breasts.
“Is this okay?” I shyly asked, admiring how handsome he looked with his raven black hair and bespoke suit.
He turned, his hands at his wrists, clipping on cufflinks. As soon as he saw me, his gaze darkened, and he strode towards me.
“Eep!” I cried out, then quickly backed into the closet, with him following after me. In seconds, he had pinned me against the wall by my neck.
“Get that fucking dress off you.”
“Why?”
“Because. I don't want anyone looking at your tits like that.” Shoving down the front of the dress, he palmed them, his thumb brushing roughly, possessively, over the tip. “These belong to me, and me only, are we clear?”
“No.” I stared up at him defiantly.
His face blanched, his voice a low growl. “Excuse me?”
“These belong to who I say they belong to,” I grabbed his wrist, forcing it away from my breasts and down to the vee between my thighs. I rolled my hips into his hand. “And I say they belong to the man who can make me come.”
Growling, he jerked me around, shoving my face into the wall. Pinning me to it by his hips, he ran his nose up my neck. “Is that so?”
“Yes,” I breathed, then groaning in absolute agony as he cupped me.
“You think you own this pussy?”
“Yes.”
Shoving my dress and panties aside, he shoved his fingers up inside me. “This what you want, pretty baby?”
“Yes.”
“Then beg for it, baby girl. Show me how bad you want it.”
I moaned, grinding against him, snapping and rolling my hips against his hand.
“I need to hear it, sweetheart.” He bit down on my neck, suckling and licking, heat flooding through me. “Beg. Me. To. Let. You. Come.”
I whimpered. God, I was so close, so close, so close. “Please, Rook.”
“Naughty girls don’t deserve to come, Summer. You searched my office without my permission.”
“And I’m sorry for that. Please,” I couldn’t stand it. “Pl-please,” I begged, “Please let me come, sir.”
He rolled a finger against my clit, while shifting his hips behind me, like he was fucking me from behind, still not putting enough pressure to make me fall over the cliff.
“Please,” I repeated.
“Too little, too late.”
“Please, please,” I was literally begging now, I needed to come so badly.
“What are you going to do for me?”
