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“I’m something like that,” he answered evasively.
“Damon told me you were in the CIA together,” I huffed, having difficulty holding back my annoyance. I didn’t like how he was skirting around the answer. I prided myself on my ability to read people and I couldn’t decide if Silas was a good guy or a bad guy when he kept responding like that. It left me feeling decidedly off balance.
“We were,” he replied.
“And you left,” I retorted.
“We did,” he responded.
“What do you do now?” I pressed.
“In time, you will learn. Tonight though, you’re going be taught what it means to be my pet,” he said, and he quickly grasped my wrist. With a sharp tug, he tossed me over his knee, and I stilled. His palm settled on my dress-covered backside, enough of a warning that I pressed my lips together and kept silent. I knew what that palm felt like and I didn’t want to earn another session with it. At least, my mind didn’t. My body did though.
Slowly, he rubbed his palm over my ass, and I shuddered. My pussy spasmed with arousal and I couldn’t make it stop.
“Sir?” I asked. “Did I do something wrong?”
“I’m just reminding you of your place, my pet. You will learn more about what I do, but that’s going to take time. What you really need to be worried about tonight is how sore all your pretty little holes are going to be after your fucking, kitten,” he warned.
Nervously, I remained still over his lap and he returned to softly petting my backside.
“Lift your bottom for me,” he said softly, and almost unconsciously, I did.
He spanked me several times, but each one felt so much different than the first time. These felt deeper and with each one, my core throbbed and pulses raced straight to my aching clit. After that, he returned to gently massaging and petting my backside as a heated ache settled over me. I allowed myself to enjoy the soft touches, melting a bit over his lap as he kneaded away the residual soreness from my performance.
“Such a good little pet,” he murmured.
A rush of warmth poured over me and the limo came to a stop. Gently, Silas helped me up to a seated position and I was careful not to look him in the face. Damon came around and opened the door. Graciously, he offered me a hand and assisted me as I climbed out of the car.
I felt Silas’ hand settle on my lower back, and he guided me inside a rather elegant skyscraper that was across the street from Central Park. Expensive marble tiles spanned the entire foyer, leading to an intricately carved mahogany welcome desk with a security guard in what appeared to be a luxurious suite. There was a dark navy feature wall while the rest were covered in soft gray wallpaper with flecks of silver and white. Massive silver chandeliers hung from the ceiling, lit with soft candelabra bulbs that gave the room a rather elegant feel. The guard nodded in welcome, obviously recognizing Silas as someone who lived here. He didn’t say anything but smiled at me before he returned to his work.
Silas ushered me into an elevator and as the doors closed us in, I curled my shoulders inward as I hugged my arms around my waist. I watched him press his hand against a scanner. The button for the top floor lit up and the elevator started to rise. Mirrors lined side walls and I saw my slightly mussed appearance. I allowed myself to glance at Silas for a long moment before I dropped my gaze nervously.
I didn’t know if I could do this. Any of this.
I was grateful for him arranging for me to perform at the music hall tonight, but that didn’t mean I had to give him everything in exchange. He’d granted me the favor after what had happened last weekend, and I was going to have to tell him that it was going to end there. I wasn’t a woman who belonged to anyone.
I worked hard and I earned my own success. I didn’t need someone to hand it to me.
“I want to go home,” I muttered.
His hands squeezed around my shoulders hard.
“This is your home now. You’re going to live here with me from now on, my pet,” he answered.
“You can’t make me do this,” I scoffed.
“It will be easier for you if you just accept that you’re mine now, little one,” he answered.
“You just can’t take people because you want them,” I muttered.
He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in close.
“The moment I laid eyes on you, Chloe, you were mine. You deny it, but if I were to slide my fingers in that pretty little pussy right now, I’d find you soaking wet because your body knows its master,” he murmured.
“You wouldn’t dare!” I exclaimed.
His fingers slid down my stomach until he stopped right on top of my sensitive mound. I should have known he would have done it when I deliberately challenged him in return.
