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Slowly, I climb off her, tucking my cock back into my boxers before zipping up my slacks. Dahlia’s still lying on the couch, dazed by her orgasm, her chest rising and falling with her breath.
There’s something so perfect about the sight of her lying there, arms and legs bound with her own clothing, her lips puffy and pink from my cock and my white cum dotting her tanned skin.
She blinks, coming out of her fog. Quickly, her face on fire, she unknots her clothes, pulling them back into place and turning away from me. I grin when I watch her use her finger to scoop the cum from between her breasts, her chin, and from the corners of her mouth.
“Uh-uh.” I growl it curtly when she starts to reach for the tissue box on the side table. Her eyes dart to mine.
“Clean it off with your tongue, not a tissue.”
Her face simmers. Her eyes slide back to the box.
“Do it with a tissue and I’ll fuck you in the ass right now, here on your living room floor.”
Her jaw drops, her eyes wide and flickering with something as they lock with mine. Her lips purse defiantly, and for a moment, I’m quite excited at the prospect of making good on my threat. But then she opens her mouth, sucks her finger inside, and keeps her big green eyes firmly on mine as she licks it clean.
“There.Happy?” she mutters.
“When you do as you’re told instead of mouthing off at me? Yes, extremely.”
She shivers, then gasps as I move toward her. My hand cups her jaw, and she trembles, her eyes holding mine as I lean down as if to kiss her. But I don’t, instead dropping my mouth to her ear.
“If I’d known what a good little cocksucker you were,” I murmur quietly, feeling her shiver against me, “I’d have done that much, much sooner.”
I swear, I hear her breath catch deliciously.
Then I pull back and straighten my shirt and tie.
“I’m aware that you have classes tomorrow. So I won’t see you, but be at the office at eight AM on Wednesday. Don’t be a minute late.”
I turn away, and hear her make one of those signature snorting sounds she makes right before she’s about to mouth off or say something snarky.
“I assume you can get your own reports, seeing as how the office is on the way back to your place?”
I smile as I turn back. “Reports?”
“The ones you so desperately needed enough to screw up my night for?”
“Oh, I didn’t need them. What you still haven’t grasped is that the nature of our arrangement means your nights belong to me, as well as your days. To screw up, should I choose. To…occupy, if I choose.”
Her throat bobs up and down.
“Is that clear, Dahlia?”
She finally swallows.
“Yes.”
“Yes…?”
“Sir,” she mumbles, blushing. “Yes, Sir.”
“Excellent. Oh, and Dahlia…” She shivers, her nipples puckering under her shirt again as I move closer to her. “Don’t ever talk back to me like that again. Next time, I might justchaseyou first, before repeating what I did just now.”
I resist the urge to grin hungrily when I see the dark desire surge into her eyes.
The needy heat.
The forbidden fantasy.
