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Emma’s gaze darts around the room, giving away the fact that she’s never been in this part of the penthouse before. I don’t know why that thrills me. Maybe because it proves her to be trustworthy—she doesn’t snoop around when I’m not here.
I set my glass down and start to slowly undo my shirt buttons. Emma freezes. She looks like a deer caught in headlights. Except in this case, the headlights are my abs.
She turns away abruptly when I glance over at her, acting as though she was staring at the cream wallpaper the whole time.
“When was the last time you had sex, Emma?”
Her eyes widen. She still doesn’t look at me. “Is that relevant?”
“Answer the question.”
“A while ago,” she admits.
I nod. “Take another sip.”
She listens, then coughs. “If your plan is to get me drunk, I’m not sure sipping the drink slowly is going to accomplish what you want.”
I arch an eyebrow. “What makes you think you know what I want?”
She hesitates for only a moment before she speaks. “I know that… you want me.”
If only she was just a little more confident when she said it. That’ll come with time and practice.
“And that scares you?”
Her brows pinch together. “I’m not scared.”
“Then you’ll have no problem giving me a live performance of that voicemail you sent me.”
Her mouth pops open. “Y-you want me to—”
“I want you to touch yourself, Ms. Carson.” I take a seat on the armchair by the window and look her in the eyes. “And I’m going to sit back and watch.”
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Her eyes widen more and she gulps. The women I usually bring here are all over me the second the elevator doors shut; sometimes, I’m bored evenbeforethe sex begins. She’s definitely not what I’m used to.
Maybe that’s why my cock is already straining hard against my pants.
Emma’s eyes keep flitting from side to side without focusing on anything. She’s standing just out of reach in front of me, the vein in her forehead throbbing softly.
“Emma.” Her eyes snap up to mine. “Take a deep breath.” The fact that she follows my orders instantly is a massive turn-on. “Good girl. Do you need another drink?”
“I’m okay.”
I nod. “Now, remember: I’ve already heard you come. More than once, actually.”
Her throat bobs with another swallow. “You listened to that message again?”
“I listened to it quite a few times.” I can still see her forehead vein, but it’s not throbbing quite as much. “Whether you realize it or not, you know how to put on a show.”
Every time she blushes, I feel the need to make her blush again. And again. And again. It’s become a private little game for me. I win every single time.
She runs her tongue along her bottom lip. I’m not sure she’s aware just how many different urges I’m fighting off right now. The caveman in me wants to rip her clothes off and fuck her senseless in every conceivable position known to man. But I haven’t honed my sense of discipline for nothing and Ms. Carson needs to be handled carefully.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” she murmurs shyly.
