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Two words, but it’s like a detonation in my chest. “It’s my job.”
He shakes his head and smiles. “Also, for being a friend.”
Words die in my throat. After our discussion, the relationship had cooled and I didn’t know if it would ever recover. I’ve made several mistakes in my life, but the only one I’ve never forgiven myself for is what they had to pay to launch their career. They’ve always stayed by me and trusted me, but I’ve never been able to forget the mistake that took me ten years to remedy.
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“Nowwill you tell me what this surprise is all about? I went crazy today, trying to figure out what the hell you had in mind!” Emily asks as I lay the keys to my apartment on the entrance table.
I smile thinking of how she tried to trick me several times into confessing, but I didn’t give in. I guide her to my bedroom with my hand on her back, her smile widening as she understands where I’m driving her.
“Is it something to do with my orgasms?” she teases.
I burst out laughing. “Not just yours, trust me.”
She stops in the doorway as soon as she sees the enormous four-poster bed. It’s not like what we had in the hotel, all drapes and frills. It’s a dark wood and modern metal structure, matching the apartment style.
“I thought you were joking when you said you’d buy it!” she exclaims, turning around and resting her hands on my chest, looking adorable with her mouth wide open and a surprised face.
“And give up on everything I have in mind for it?” I raise an eyebrow challenging her to contradict me.
Emily bites her lip, backs up a step, and her submissive side re-emerges under that veil of lust over her eyes. My erection awakens at the innocent blush of her cheeks.
She stands still, her hands at her side, watching my every move. She is waiting for her orders. The game started without either of us needing to say it. I like this harmony with her, this dance we slip into, letting instinct take over.
I take my time taking off my jacket and place it on the chair at the foot of the bed. Emily follows my every movement with her eyes, almost holding her breath. I stop a few steps from her while I unbutton the sleeves of my shirt and roll them up to my elbows.
“Take off your clothes,” I order her while I sit in the chair and watch her do it. She moves slowly, giving me time to admire her perfect skin, which I already know is smooth and delicate under my touch. She lets her little red dress slip to the floor—the one that drove me crazy with desire all night while we were having dinner with the Jailbirds to celebrate. Then she takes off the bra and finally the thong that leaves little to the imagination. She keeps the black Louboutin pumps that make her incredibly toned legs look even more slender.
My erection presses against the light fabric of my pants, showing her how much I appreciate this moment. I lean against the backrest and pause to observe her while she trembles with anticipation. Her already hard nipples are an invitation I can hardly resist, but I don’t want to ruin this moment, going too fast and immediately arriving at an orgasm I’ve been craving for hours.
“Sit on the edge of the bed.” I nod at the mattress in front of me.
Her eyes and cheeks burn with pleasure as she sits down where I point, then rests her hands on the dark sheets waiting for me to tell her more. She is nervous, and the longer my silence lasts, the more I see her chest rising at an increasingly frenetic pace. But she says nothing. She keeps her eyes fixed on mine and waits for a new order from my lips. She knows how to drive me crazy. Because while I’m the one giving the commands, she has the power. With a single word, she can stop this game at any time, even as I’m sinking into her.
“Open your legs for me, honey.” My voice comes out hoarse, full of arousal I struggle to contain.
I see her slightly widening her eyes, holding her breath but then obeying and spreading her legs apart.
I smile. “More.”
She blushes, sighs slightly, but then obeys.
“More. Spread them wide for me.” The last command comes out like a subdued roar from my chest.
Emily hesitates, bites her lip, then surprises me by resting her elbows on the bed and lifting her legs up and putting her stilettos on the mattress. She spreads her knees apart and leaves nothing to my imagination. It’s a position that makes her so vulnerable her face is bright red. I watch her as she gives herself totally to me. My breath gets trapped in my throat, my tongue between my teeth as I try to resist the temptation to undress and possess her. It’s the first time a woman has ever surprised me by doing something she’s never done, trusting me so much she honors me with the gesture.
I get up from the chair, slowly approach, and position myself between her legs. I watch as she studies me, enjoying the goosebumps that form on her skin. She is wet, so aroused, she’s dripping. I put my fingers on her knees and feel her tense in anticipation. I slide along the soft skin on the inside of her thigh. She moans with disappointment when I stop at the top of her legs, a few inches from her sex that demands my attention.
A smug smile appears on my lips. “Someone is impatient.”
A grunt of protest slips from her lips as she throws her head back. A laugh shakes my chest when I walk away, and she snaps her head, following me with her gaze as I disappear into the walk-in closet. I smile as I grab the black bag that contains what I rarely use with other women.
When I return and put it on the armchair, I see Emily’s eyes get big and look at me with perhaps a little concern on her face. I open the bag and grab two padded black leather cuffs with a satin coating to protect her skin. I get on the bed and kneel next to her, showing her what I’m holding. She bites her lower lip on one side, excited but a little scared.
“Do you want to play a little?”
She looks at me for a long moment and nods.
