Page 7 of Following His Commands

“Didn’t expect to have to face me after running out?” I ask.

“I didn’t run out. I went home,” she whispers, her eyes darting around the room before landing back on me. “Look, obviously, I didn’t know who you were last night. If I had, I wouldn’t have… well, you know…”

“Let me fuck you six ways to Sunday?” I say with a grin.

“Shhh… can we just start over? Pretend it didn’t happen? I won’t say anything to anyone,” she pleads.

“You see, there’s one problem I have with that scenario.” I walk towards the door and close it, giving us privacy. Pivoting on my heel, I step up against her back. “I can still taste you on my tongue. I can still feel your tight little pussy gripping my cock as you came all over it,” I tell her.

Her body quivers before she takes a step forward and spins around on me. “Well, I guess you should cherish those memories, Mr Warner, because I can assure you it won’t happen again. I’m here to work, to learn from the best, and apparently that’s you.”

“We both know I’m the best you’ve ever had, but that goes both ways. I’ve always enjoyed fucking, but never as much as I enjoyed it with you. Which is why it will be happening again and again and again.”

She blinks her eyes at me, her mouth slightly ajar. The picture of shock on her face just makes me want to order her to her knees and command her to suck me down her throat. This isn’t the place though—or the time.

“Please take a seat. I assume you have something to take notes, because I won’t be repeating myself.” I walk around my desk and reclaim my chair. When I look over at her, I see that she still hasn’t moved. “I know for a fact you’re more than capable of following instructions, Miss Hutchinson.” I raise one eyebrow at her and add, “Sit down,” in a firmer tone.

She hurries towards my desk and takes one of the chairs facing me. “Sorry, sir,” she says with a small smirk.

I can’t help but smile in return. Today is suddenly looking brighter. Having Dani here is going to be fun. Or torturous. Because my cock is rock-hard right now.

“Okay, I’m going to email you a list of cases I want you to familiarise yourself with by the end of the week.”

“Okay. What else?” she asks.

“That’s all for now. Get to know the cases,” I tell her.

“Right. I can do that. Stella didn’t show me where I’ll be working,” she says before pushing to her feet.

“I’ll take you there. But answer me one thing first.” I wait for her to look at me before continuing. “Why family law?”

“Why? Because I want to help those getting fucked over. No one should have to go through a separation and come out losing more than the person they thought was their partner for life,” she says.

I think about her response. Has she been divorced? Surely, not at her age. But she has been hurt before—that much I can tell. “Right this way.” I walk around the desk.

My hand falls to the small of her back as I open the door. Dani’s body stiffens under my touch. So I clear my throat and drop my arm. As we navigate the office space, I glare at everyone who should be working but are all too busy gawking at Dani, wondering who she is. It probably doesn’t help that the other two partners at the firm, Xavier and Nathan, both ended up with women who worked under them. That’s not what’s happening here. Whatever is between me and Dani is purely sexual. There’s a chemistry between us that I’ve never experienced before.

When we arrive at the designated paralegal area, I guide Dani to where her little office is located. It’s cramped, doesn’t have a view, but I have a feeling I’m going to be needing her at my side more often than not anyway.

“This is yours,” I say.

Dani looks around the small space with a huge smile on her face. She really is the picture of innocence and beauty. She’s wearing a tight-as-fuck skirt that hugs her curves like a second skin, while The buttons on her blouse are just begging to be ripped apart. I adjust my growing cock in my pants. The last thing I need is to walk back through the office with a boner.

“This is all mine?” Dani asks, pointing a finger at her chest.

“Yes. What were you expecting?” I counter.

“A cubicle.” She shrugs.

“We’re not a cubicle kind of firm,” I tell her. “I’ll leave you to it. Familiarise yourself with the cases.”

Then I walk out of her office and back to my own, slamming the door behind me before heading straight into my attached bathroom and turning the shower on. I toe off my shoes and step out of my clothes. I’ve never had to jerk off at work before—guess there’s a first time for everything. Because it’s either jerk off in the shower or command Dani to bend over my desk and let me fuck her. The first seems like the safer choice right now.

She’s decided that we’re not going to have a repeat performance of last night, while I’m determined to do quite the opposite. Why would anyone deprive themselves of the best sex of their life?

Stepping under the water, I pick up the bodywash and fill my palm with the soap. Then I fist my cock, slide my hand up and down the length, and close my eyes as I picture Dani with that skirt of hers up around her waist, bent over my desk. I can see her pussy glistening for me. My grip tightens around my cock as I continue to pump, imagining it’s Dani’s cunt gripping me and not my hand. My balls tighten, and ripples of pleasure run up my spine.

“Fuck!” I groan as ropes of cum spill out onto the shower wall.

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