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Chapter 12

Hunter

She’s been mine for seven days, but I only had her that night. I watched Amelia like a hawk around the house, studying her moves, admiring the bite marks and fading bruises I left on her back, but I abstained from touching her. Every time she was in reach, I forced my body to stay still and not get closer. My want for her was rooted too deep in my core, it was too powerful to be safe.

I told her to wear my t-shirt because I wanted the feeling of possession that seeing her in my clothes gave to me, like the fabric was an all-around Knox mark on her. Actually, after that morning, I asked the housekeepers to send her an entire stack of t-shirts and I hadn’t seen her in a top that didn’t belong to me ever since. It helped. With any other sub, I wouldn’t doubt they were mine after I took them to bed, but Amelia wasn’t just another sub, was she? She was shy, insubordinate, and uncontainable. I needed to see her in those t-shirts—to see her in her kitten uniform—so I would stay sane while I was getting my hunger for her pussy under control.

From the moment she walked into my life, in her pretty sun dress, I wanted to throw her legs over my shoulders and fuck her stupid, but I blamed that on the fact that she was the shiny, new thing. I had her, I spanked her ass and rode her through a raging orgasm, but the need didn’t dial down. Quite the opposite. Her body was a sweet trap and I felt caught. I wanted her more and harder than before. I had to take a fucking step back and get a hold of my reactions before touching her again, but that bullshit was ending tonight. Tonight, I would dress her in latex and put her kitten collar around her neck, take her out to have a look into my world, and then fuck her to tears.

I pressed a button on my desk, calling Emily in, and she walked through the door seconds later in one of her trademark tight pantsuits.

“Mr. Knox?”

I checked my watch and it showed it was already three-thirty. It wasn’t unusual for me to be in the office on a Saturday, but it was rare when I asked Emily to join. I should have sent her home hours ago.

“I need you to do one more thing before you leave.”

“Of course.”

“Call PR and get me a plus one for tonight.”

She’d worked for me for years and in her first week behind her PA desk I sent her to a sex shop to buy butt plugs and spanking paddles and she hadn’t even flinched. She saw my underground clubs and the live sex shows I was hosting; she heard one of my subs begging me to fuck her ass in the back of the limo where Emily was on the seat next to us and paid no attention. Yet, asking for a plus one seemed to shock her deeply because instead of the prompt responses I always got back, I only got silence and her opened mouth.

I saw her reaction coming a mile away because even if my mattress was busy, I didn’t do dates.Kinbakuwasn’t exactly a public place, but I’d never before went accompanied to a party with over a thousand people. I preferred to go alone and then discretely make my exit with someone on my arm. I valued my privacy too much to let people prey on my life. The only crowds I liked to have were made up of two or three subs, all tied to my bed at once.

“Emily?”

“Umm, yes, I’m sorry, Mr. Knox. A plus one?”

“That’s what I said.”

“For tonight?”

It was fun to see my cool and collected assistant lose her train of thought for a second, but it had to stop.

“Are you making me repeat myselftwice, Emily? I need another invitation for the party atKinbakutonight.”

This made her shake it off.

“I am extremely sorry, Mr. Knox. The invitation will be on your desk in the next five minutes.”

“Thank you. I will be out of the office as soon as I have it, so feel free to go home.”

“I appreciate it, Mr. Knox.”

She turned on her heels to leave, but my voice stopped her.

“Emily! Take Carla out tonight. I know your wife enjoys the Bellagio. You know I have a table there, so take her out and put it on my tab.”

“You are very generous.”

“Well, you are a hell of an assistant. Retrieve my invite and go home.”

“I could tell you the same thing. Mr. Knox, can I ask you for a favor?”

She knew damn well she could.

“Anything you need.”

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