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“Thank you,” she says through quivering lips as her chin begins to tremble.
“Ah, shit, I didn’t mean to upset you.” I wipe away a tear that tumbles down her cheek.
“You didn’t. It’s just that no one has ever said things like that to me. My mom was raised in this world just like me and she felt trapped. Sometimes I wish she would have at least told me that I didn’t have to just get married and have babies.”
“You can do both. Whatever you want to do, I’ll support you.” I stand and pull her out of her seat. “And when we get married and have babies, we’ll figure it out together.”
Her eyes grow wide. “We’re getting married and having babies?”
I’m not sure if she’s just playing coy, but I spin her around and push her against my desk. “Yes,” I say as I slide my hand up her neck into her hair. “You are going to be my wife and”—I drop my other hand to her belly—“you’re going to have my babies.”
“And what if I say no?”
“You won’t.” My voice drops, my pulse quickening as I press my growing erection against her belly.
“Oh yeah? And how do you know that, Mr. Bishop?” She gets that defiant look on her face, the one she gives me when she wants me to take control.
I tug her hair back, exposing her neck to my mouth as I lean in and drag my teeth over her skin. “Because you’re trembling in my arms right now at the mention of being my wife.” I bite down, pulling a hiss from her lips as I replace my teeth with my lips, kissing her gently. “And I know,” I say as I slide my hand from her belly down to the hem of her dress. I gather the material, pushing my hand up her thigh to her panties. “That if I slide my finger against your panties right now, they’ll already be soaked at the thought of me getting you pregnant.”
“Ohhh,” she moans so softly I almost miss it as I barely touch her through her panties. Her fingers dig into my arm through my suit jacket.
“You want to make me a daddy, sweetheart?” She nods her head, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip as I tease her. “Mmm, I wish I could lay you back on this desk and devour you.” I remove my hand, her dress falling back into place. “But I have another meeting that starts in less than two minutes.” I step back, leaving her panting and a little disheveled on the edge of my desk. “Now that’s a sexy little look.” I attempt to put her hair back into place after my hands were just tangled in it. “You look like you were just fucked on my desk.”
“A lot can happen in two minutes.” Her fingers are on my belt buckle, but I still her movements, shaking my head. “Are you denying me?”
“Only for right now.” I touch her chin softly as I walk around my desk, back toward my chair.
She pooches her lip out. “Seems like daddy is no fun today.”
I slowly turn my head to look at her, that impish little grin on her face. I lean forward, my hands flat on the desk in front of me as I level my gaze at her.
“Is that a game you want to play, sweetheart?” Her smile slowly fades when she sees my expression. “Because if you want me to play daddy, I will, but you will be bent over my knee with a pink ass while you choke on my cock.”
I half expect her to blush and run out of my office but instead she giggles.Giggles.“But I’ve been such a good girl.”
“Do you think I’m joking, Emery?” I slide my suit jacket down my arms, placing it on the back of my chair as I reach up to loosen my tie. “I will fuck you mercilessly on this desk while my four o’clock meeting sits right outside the door, hearing you get punished.” I point toward my office doors.
“I thought you didn’t want anyone to hear the sounds I make when you fuck me?” Her voice is breathy, filled with need as she slowly slides her jacket down her arms, letting it fall to the floor.
“You’re trying my patience, Emery.”
“Mr. Bishop, your four o’clock is here. They’re waiting in conference room B.” Corina’s voice interrupts us as I stare at Emery.
“Looks like your meeting is here.”
“Get the fuck out of my office, Emery.” I say the words slowly in myI’m not playing aroundtone.
“Make me.”
Before she can even finish the last word, I’m lunging around the desk toward her, but she darts toward the door. I grab her arm, spinning her around and slamming her against the door as our lips meet.
“You are not a good girl,” I say into her mouth as I spin her around and walk her back toward my desk. “You’re a very naughty girl and you need to be punished.” I squeeze her throat. “Don’t you?” She nods her head. “Are you sorry for being disobedient?”
“No.”
“Oh, Emery.Tsk-tsk.” I click my tongue as I squeeze her throat tighter. “That’s the wrong answer, sweetheart. I think it’s time daddy teaches you a lesson.”
I reach around her to hit the intercom button on my phone. “Tell my meeting I’ll be late.”
