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I leaned back on my hands, hooked my fingers around the edge of the desk while my back arched. I bucked my hips and bit my lip harder to stop myself from screaming at the ceiling. Fuck, his touch was so good.
"Yes. No, I agree. It's nothing we can't deal with." He glanced up at me, a wicked glint in his eyes. He knew I was close and fully intended to stay on the line while I came.
I ground against his hand as he pushed me closer and closer to the edge.
A groan slipped from between my lips.
He glanced at me sharply. "No, don't worry about it. Trust me, I have the situation well in hand." He grinned.
I made a face at him, but went on rocking until I tipped over the edge of the abyss and into a rolling tide of pleasure. I came so hard around his hand I left his fingers drenched. I dug my nails into the wood to hold back my cry.
My heart raced as I drifted back down to earth.
"All right, I'll talk to you later," he told whoever was on the other end of the phone. "Okay, bye." He ended the call and placed his phone down on the desk.
"Well, that was fun." He slid his fingers out of my pussy and pressed them between my lips. "Suck."
I sucked, tasting myself on his skin.
"You're fascinating," he told me. "You like to be in control, but you know how to relinquish it and do what you're told. You could have screamed the building down while I was on that important call. But you didn't. You were nice and quiet, just like I told you. Except that one groan." He looked stern.
"Sorry, sir," I said sweetly. "I couldn't contain myself with you touching me like that. Does that mean I don't get an A?" I pouted playfully.
I knew for a fact I wouldn't earn my marks on my back. If my work sucked, no amount of blowjobs would convince him to give me a higher grade. I would have hated that anyway. I worked hard to do well with my brain, not my mouth. Not my pussy either. Not to mention the fact Brutham wouldn't turn a blind eye to our relationship if he did that.
"You already got an A," he growled. "Your essay was beautifully done, but for that groan, you've earned yourself punishment."
I smiled. "Are you going to give me detention?"
"Detention is for high school," he replied. "What I have in mind will be a lot more fun."
He took my hands and pulled me forward until I hopped off his desk. "Come with me."
"Yes, sir." I followed him out of his office.
CHAPTER21
LILA
Zachary looked up in alarm as I stopped in front of him. His beer was halfway to his mouth. He hesitated, then lowered it.
"Hey," he said warily. "May I remind you there's a lot of people in the bar right now. Lots of witnesses if you try to kill me."
"Funny," I slid onto the couch beside him. I tried to suppress a wince at the lingering pain in my ass cheeks. Slade wasn't kidding when he said he was going to punish me. I loved every moment of it. I even loved the bruises he left on my thighs and wrists and the bite marks on my breasts and throat. The man was feral, in the best way possible.
"I was going to say the same to you." I crossed my legs, not missing the way his gaze slid up my jeans-covered legs and over my chest. He always looked at me like I was a tasty snack.
"Why would I want to kill you?" he asked. "You're my sister." He shrugged but he hadn't lost the wary expression.
"You tell me," I said smoothly. "Where did you get that teddy bear?"
He sighed. "Is that what this is about? I swear, I had no idea there was anything dangerous inside… What was his name? Herman."
He looked desperate for me to believe him. "I bought both bears online from what looked like a reputable website. Not one on the dark web that sells booby-trapped plush toys. If they even exist. I had no way of knowing someone set the website up for me to find it, or changed the bears out, or whatever. All I wanted was to do something nice for my sisters."
He raised a hand as though he might put it on my knee, but then lowered it back to his own leg.
Wise move, given Slade was only a few metres away, watching surreptitiously. I couldn't guarantee what he might do if Zachary touched me. I doubted it would end well for my former stepbrother.
