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His fingers twisted, curled, and explored with such conviction she wondered if she’d ever be able to touch herself again and have it feel as good.
“Do. You. Understand?” He widened his fingers, and she gasped at the stretch.
She mewled and nodded once.
His lips turned up as his hand went to work on her.
It only took a minute for him to build to a rhythm, a pace just that side of too slow. She rocked her hips, pitched them forward, trying to capture more of those thick fingers moving in and out and in …
He tsked. “Trying to set the pace? Don’t be ungrateful for what I offer.”
She stilled though her body screamed for more. Her limbs oddly loosened but tightened, and so much heat built that her skin broke out in a sheen. His office filled with her pants—nothing new this last week.
“You’re close, aren’t you?” he asked.
Another nod because words were beyond her. His hand continued at a maddening pace, not slow, not fast. His eyes were transfixed on her pussy, wet sounds joining her breaths.
“Tell me when you’re there.” Light caught in his eyes, and every memory she had of that glint—from his pacing in a room smelling of chalk and old wood to the more recent leather and citrus of Club Accendos—got her right on the precipice.
“Oh, God. Now.”
He thrust three fingers inside her, the deeper invasion sending her into spasms. Her mouth dropped to an O, and her spine curled inward to him. His arm snaked up her spine, and his large hand grasped the back of her neck.
Before her cry could be unleashed, he crushed her mouth to his.
Jesus, his lips were a godsend—taking all her frustration and her relief into him. She shuddered as wave after wave convulsed on his fingers. Nothing—nothing—had ever felt so good. Time, place, it was all meaningless in the crashing and burning inside her body.
When his mouth released her, his eyes smiled down at her. “Beautiful girl.”
Her limbs were loose and elastic, and she gave him a watery smile. Out of habit, she shook her head at his compliment. She had her good days and bad days, but beautiful wasn’t even remotely part of her good days.
He slid his fingers free of her, raised them to her mouth, and forced them inside. “Don’t ever belittle yourself. Do you understand?”
She blinked.
“Suck them off and nod if you understand.”
She nodded and ran her tongue all around, licking and cleaning herself off him.
When he pulled them free, he yanked her closer. “Of course, giving me a ‘yes, Sir’ also suffices.” His smile was back. It was ridiculous the effect it had on her. Had she ever needed someone’s approval that much?
“Thank you, Sir. And thank you for letting me …” She lowered her lashes. She worked with words, yet they seemed so distant. Perhaps because her tongue had relaxed fully for the first time in days. A sense of peace filled her where before there had been nothing but tension and anger.
He moved the hair from her face, the strands pulling away from her damp skin. “I’m strict but not cruel. You have my word on that.”
She believed him—sort of.
“It’s my job to test your limits. We might have gotten close to one today.”
She sniffed and nodded vigorously. He released her, too-cold air hitting her between her legs.
“But we can get closer still. There are great rewards to be had from delayed gratification.”
“But you won’t make me wait forever?”
“Forever is a very long time. Now, Saturday.” He lifted an eyebrow. “You’re free?”
She blinked. For him, she would be free for the rest of her life—even if they only had now. “Yes.” She slowly pulled her thighs together, aware of the slickness she was about to leave on his desktop.
