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“You need to behave. You need to obey so I can keep you alive.”
My throat works, trying to swallow as he moves his arm faster.
“Is this what I need to do to keep you in line? Do I need to fuck you to make you see sense?”
Reaching up, my hands grab on to his neck, holding on for dear life as my balls draw up, my cock leaking like a geyser as it nears explosion.
“I can do that. I can keep you coming all fucking day.”
Just from the mere thought of it, my dick jerks and cum bursts across his hand. Endless streams of it. My eyes roll back in my head, my body twitching from the sensation of it. Finally.Finally.
He holds on to me until I grow limp in his hands. I can’t fucking move. Can’t fucking breathe.
“That’s better,” he murmurs and then takes a step away, causing an embarrassing whimper to escape my mouth.
“Now clean yourself up and let’s go. We’ve taken long enough.”
And with that, he leaves the stall. It’s as if nothing happened. As if this was just a meaningless transaction.
My brow furrows, and I feel my cheeks heat. I’m sure they’re as red as my ass now.
Fucker.
Well, two can play this game. I’m resilient. Untouchable. I will not beg for this again. I will not.
CHAPTERSIX
SKYLAR
I crossed the line again. Just stepped on over it. Still have his cum on my hands. I washed it off as best I could, but I can still smell it.
Huge mistake. Big-ass motherfucker of a mistake.
Diablo is blathering endlessly about how terrible it was, about how bored he’d been. But the way his body arched into mine in that small bathroom signaled otherwise. He wanted it. Badly.
“…it was honestly revolting. You are terrible at that. I can’t believe I even came….”
His voice trails off, and he shifts in his seat. I want to give him another spanking, want to make that ass change from cotton candy pink to cherry red. But I won’t. I can’t do that again. I have professional boundaries I’m crossing left and right. I don’t even know what straight is anymore.
Never really have, to be honest.
I liked jacking Diablo off a little too much.
I’m considering tying him up right now and gagging him for the rest of the drive, but instead, I move into my happy place and try to reach Zen. I can attain it. I know I can. I’ve been working with him for weeks and it hasn’t really been a problem until now.
“Hello! Can you hear me?” Diablo asks, and inside my mind I chant a familiar mantra.This moment is perfect, whole, and complete. This moment is perfect, whole, and complete.
“Hello, you’re ignoring me. Skylar. Tyler. Bye-lar. Who named you Skylar anyways? Doesn’t fit you at all. Your mother obviously had no clue what you’d turn out to look like.”
This moment is perfect, whole, and complete.
“I’d like to meet her. Your mother…Bet she’s big, like an ox. Is her name something hefty? Like Helga? Olga? That’s rude, huh? Am I stereotyping?”
“My mother is five foot one.”
That shuts Diablo up as he gapes at me. “No way. That is not a thing. How did you come out of someone so small?”
“Don’t know, but it’s true.”
