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“Agh. I don’t know if I can hold it back. Please let me come, Sir.”
“You can hold it back, Ace. You know why? Because that pussy belongs to me, and I told you to hold it back. Isn’t that right?”
She pulled her fingers away from her clit. “Yes, Sir, that’s right. I’m yours. Please may I come?”
“Do it. And don’t you dare hold back,” he said.
She rubbed her clit in frantic circles, letting her head fall back against the chair. “Fuck,” she cried as the orgasm shook her. Her moans and whimpers seemed to echo in the empty room, but at the moment she didn’t care. She was riding the high of the orgasm combined with his dominance and the way it felt to obey him.
He gave a low chuckle. “That’s a good girl. I’m proud of you. I hate to leave you this way, but I do have a meeting to get back to. Take a minute to recover. No one will bother you.”
She gave a little noise of understanding as she came down from riding the wave of pleasure.
“And Ace? Take your panties off and throw them in the trash. I think you can spend the day without them.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said, her voice catching as she spoke. She kicked off the panties and bent to pick them up as she listened to him breathing on the phone.
“I love you so much, Ace. Forgive me for worrying you.”
“I love you too,” she whispered before the call dropped. On her way out the door, she dropped her panties in the small trash can and squirmed at the little thrill it gave her.
Chapter 9
“Goddamnit,whycan’t these people find something else to write about?” Memphis snarled as he tossed the tablet an assistant handed him onto his desk.
It was the fourth ‘article’ he’d read today. The press had snapped photos of him with Kimberly, Carla, and Rylee, and everyone wanted to know which woman he was dating. There were rumors he was sleeping with all of them and that he’d stolen his best friend’s fiancée. And to top it off, everyone was wondering when the DA in Phoenix would decide if he was filing charges.
The door to his office opened and Jeremy stepped through. “I think you need to call in a favor with the governor. You two are pals, right?”
Memphis stared at his lawyer. “We used to be. I’m sure I’m political poison to him now. A good number of his constituents were harmed by the scam. It won’t look good if he’s doing favors for the man who let it happen.”
Jeremy dropped into a chair and propped his feet on Memphis’ desk. “If you don’t do something, you’re going to be facing a trial all over again.”
“I’m doing everything I can. Starting with cleaning house. There’s no way Andrew was the only one in on this inside my company.”
Jeremy nodded. “And just what does cleaning house involve?”
“The entire executive office is taking polygraphs, and anyone who has questionable results has to go through a personal interview with me.”
“What are you offering to get people to talk? Surely you won’t allow anyone who was involved to keep working here.”
Jeremy was right, Memphis would never keep anyone who betrayed him on board.
His phone buzzed, and he picked it up, hoping for a message from Rylee.
Instead, it was a message from her security detail with a video attached. He pressed play and frowned at the screen. She was walking arm in arm down the strip with Carla, and they were both carrying large drinks and were clearly drunk.
He pressed call and waited for the security team to answer.
“Is there a reason for the video?” he asked when they did.
“Yes, Sir. We can’t talk her and Carla into getting into a car instead of walking down the strip. We feel it would be safest if they let us drive them where they want to go. But they’ve both consumed a lot of alcohol.”
“Put Miss Colton on the phone, please.” He put his hand over the phone while he waited for the man to hand the phone to Rylee.
“Can I get the room, please?” Jeremy and his assistant stepped out.
“What do you want?” Rylee said, irritation in her voice.
