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“Oh,” I reply in a soft voice, ducking my chin.
His fingers knock my hand away and brush over my wetness while his other hand lifts my face to meet his gaze. “But maybe I won’t mindDaddy. Say it again and convince me I’ll like it. I want you to really mean it.”
I bite down on my lip as his fingers glide over my clit before dipping inside me. He doesn’t push in deep, only to the first knuckle. He keeps his dark eyes on my face, watching every intake of breath and fluttering of my lashes. His lips part as his own breathing becomes heavier, his fingers twirling and curving inside me.
“Your cunt is so fucking wet for me already and I’ve barely touched you.”
I nod frantically, leaning back on my palms and lifting my hips, wanting more. “Yes.”
“You’re such a needy little slut, aren’t you?”
I give him another nod as I whimper, thrusting again. “Please.”
He removes his fingers and grabs me, turning me to lie flat on my back across his desk. He smacks my pussy and I gasp. “Please, what?”
“Oh, God,” I moan.
Leaning over me, he has his hand around my throat and his other one just grazing over my pubic area.
“You want to be my good girl, don’t you?” he asks, his face getting closer to mine as his finger presses on my clit. I nod. “You want me to make you feel good, right?” he questions, rubbing circles on the sensitive area. I bite into my lip and plead with my eyes for him to not stop. He grips my face roughly in his hand, his gaze intense while his fingers plunge into my wetness. “You want to do everything I say, don’t you? You’d kneel for me, crawl for me, suck my cock. You’d let me fuck you in one of the rooms upstairs, wouldn’t you? You’d let me hurt you as long as I made you feel good afterwards. You’re a nasty slut, aren’t you? You just want me to bring it out of you.”
“Yes, Daddy!” I cry.
My arousal pours out of me like a waterfall with each filthy thing he says. I never knew how much I’d like being degraded until he called me a slut. I want more of it. He penetrates me, curling his fingers up, but he’s not trying to make me come. He’s still teasing me.
“Mm,” he growls. “Such a good fucking slut.”
The sound of rushed footsteps out in the hall has Vicente removing his fingers from my soaked flesh and pulling me to a seated position on his desk. I quickly stand and make sure my dress is covering me before running a hand through my hair.
Jian and Tommy are through the door first.
“What?” Vicente asks with a bite in his tone.
“We got him.” Jian’s almond-shaped eyes find mine before carefully cataloging my messed up hair, flushed skin, and the disarray on the desk. He’s unsure how much he should say in front of me, so he stops there.
Tommy gives me a sneer, almost like my presence sickens him. “Khalid and Rey have him.” Violent eyes pierce mine. “Down the hall.”
Vicente nods. “Got it. Be there in a minute.”
The two of them leave as quickly as they entered. Vicente takes a deep breath before taking a set of keys from the top of his desk and unlocking a bottom drawer.
He pauses and looks at me for a second before standing up and taking my arm. “Wait for me. Have a drink, sit here, and I’ll be back,” he says, directing me to the area in the corner of his office where the couch and bar are. “I can take you home when I’m done.”
“What are you doing?” I ask, not sure I really want to know.
“I just have to take care of some business,” he says, going back to his desk drawer.
I don’t see what he takes, but whatever he removes from the drawer is hidden from view after he grabs his jacket from the back of his chair.
“Stay here.”
I barely nod before he’s gone, closing the door behind him.
Ten minutes go by where I sit around and wait, wondering what the hell is going on. My imagination goes wild with theories. Are they dealing with an enemy? Are they interrogating him? Beating him up? Is that how it really happens? At a sex club opening? It seems unlikely. Who ishim?Is it someone they’re doing a deal with? Another boss?
I text Autumn but she immediately calls me.
“Where the hell are you?” she asks. “You burnt yourself? I’ve been texting you.”
