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“Can I have your fingers? I know you need them to work. But just for a short while. I feel . . . out of sorts.”
“You’re worrying too much.”
She’d spent a lot of time in Little headspace recently, because that was where she was happiest. And where she didn’t have to worry about anything. But she wasn’t in the mood right now.
“I know. I need to stop. But I just . . . can’t. I keep thinking about you dying,” she confessed.
“Baby girl, I’m so sorry. Is there anything I can do? Maybe you need to talk to a therapist or something?”
He looked so worried she almost wished she hadn’t told him. But he’d be upset if she held back.
“I don’t know. I just need some time, I think. And reassurance.” She ducked her head, feeling embarrassed for admitting that. She was meant to be strong, right?
“Hey.” He tilted her face back. “I will give you whatever you need. Understand me?”
“Thank you.”
“You never have to thank me. Maybe we should try a pacifier?”
She shrugged. She wasn’t sure. He held out his fingers for her and she sucked them into her mouth. A feeling of contentment filled her. He continued to work, and she sat there, letting her mind be free.
For some reason, it was different from spending time in the corner. When she was standing in the corner, her mind was busy thinking about everything.
But right now, she felt at peace.
Gradually, she had the urge for more. Shifting around, she let his hands slide from her mouth and moved between his legs.
“Little Thief?” he asked, peering down at her.
She touched the zipper of his jeans. “Can I?”
“Only if you want to.”
She drew the zipper down and he raised his ass so she could tug his pants and his boxers down enough to get to his dick, which was already semi-hard.
Taking him into her mouth, she sucked gently. She wasn’t sure how long she kneeled there, but by the time he closed his laptop, his dick was hard and she felt like she was floating. On a high, almost.
“You’re going to get sore knees,” he told her as she protested when he slid his dick out of her mouth. He ran his fingers over her cheek as she leaned her other cheek against his inner thigh. His dick was hard and gorgeous and she wanted it back in her mouth.
“No more,” he warned. “I don’t want to come in your mouth.”
She pouted.
“Come here.” He used his good arm to help her up, then settled her on the desk in front of him. He’d moved his laptop to one side. “Are you wearing panties?”
“You told me I wasn’t allowed to.”
“And I want to know if you obeyed me.”
“I always obey you, Sir.”
“If only that was true.” He shook his head sadly. “I want you to go and get the lube and your largest plug, then come back here and strip.”
“Yes, Sir.”
She moved so quickly that she almost stumbled over her own feet.
“Careful, baby girl,” he commanded.
