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“We would figure it out if that’s what you wanted.”
“I would like that. Thank you, Ari.”
“Is there something you needed?” he finally asks, pushing away from his desk. He stands, heading around until he is standing in front of me.
This is it.
We’re alone.
This is where I show him his tricks don’t bother me. Where’s my nerve?
“I—I wanted to show you something,” I say, a slight tremble in my voice. I won’t stop now. I won’t let this moment deter me from what I need to do. I lift my legs onto the chair and spread them, showing myself off to him. “Your panties are very comfy.”
His nostrils flare and he takes a step forward. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” his voice is a rasp, barely hanging on to the edge of control.
That’s exactly what I wanted.
I run my fingers down my slit, gasping when I feel how wet I am. If I can feel it, he can see it. I know he can see it. “I’m playing your game. Is that what you wanted?” I tease, watching lust swirl in his eyes.
Checkmate.
Chapter Fourteen
Ari
I knew the panties would be a risk. I had a stash of all-new panties for her to wear. I easily replaced them; I wanted to see her reaction, but I did not expect this. I thought maybe she’d yell at me, maybe throw them at me one by one, call me names, but not her sitting in front of me in a little fucking sundress, her cleavage showing, and her gorgeous pink pussy on display while she drifts her fingers up and down, trying to drive me nuts.
It's working. My cock is dying to slip inside her tight cunt, and I want to bury myself so deep, she feels me for days. She’ll ache in the deepest parts of her body because of me. I’ll breed her every day and every night until she’s pregnant with my child.
And even after, when she thinks she can leave me when the contract is done, I’ll have her pregnant again.
Because once she is mine, once I claim her, no one else will ever be allowed to have her ever again.
“Don’t you like what you see?” she purrs, knowing damn well she has me hook, line, and sinker.
I don’t bother to hide how hard I am. I have never hidden how much I want her, but I’ve been respecting her boundaries, having patience, being kind, and hoping she’d like me for who I am instead of giving into the contract. I don’t want us to have sex because of the contract.
But damn it, she’s tempting me.
I don’t say anything. I sit and watch her dainty fingers gently caress up and down her pussy. Fuck, she’s pretty. I want nothing more than to get on my knees, lift one leg over my shoulder, and feast on her. I bet she tastes so fucking sweet, so delicious, I’ll never want to stop tasting her.
God, she has no idea what she’s doing to me.
“It looks like you like it.” Her eyes fall to my cock, biting her lower lip.
“I love it,” I admit, watching as she inserts two fingers inside herself.
Her mouth parts and my eyes lock on her sliding her fingers in and out, shining with her nectar. I rub a hand over my mouth, growling as my cock begins to throb with need. I grip it, squeezing the hard length in hopes the small amount of pain will help calm me down.
It doesn’t.
The touch only proves how sensitive I am. I’m ready to come and I’m ready to come again, again, and again.
She has no idea how long I can go, how tired she’ll be, how exhausted she’ll be from the countless orgasms I’ll be able to give from never flagging. Her body will be my instrument, igniting beautiful sounds I’ll never get tired of hearing, and I’ll play every spot that has her moaning my name, arching into me, begging for me until she prays for me to stop.
“Slide another finger in,” I order, turning to walk to my liquor cabinet. I pour a tall glass of scotch and take a deep breath, willing my cock to obey. I’m not sure how much longer I can be graced with her legs spread just to stand there and do nothing.
I chug half before pouring more to top the glass off.
