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The door from the bar swung open. Ari darted her eyes away, not wanting to draw attention to herself when she saw a woman from her past. Billie cast a glance over her shoulder, then let out a snicker. “It’s been three years already. I’m pretty sure she knows you’re not interested.”
“Still, I kind of feel bad that I ghosted her,” Ari said, slouching into the chair next to Billie.
As they watched, Ari’s ex sauntered up to a lady displaying a flirtatious smile. Billie moaned. “Dang. That woman next to her? I’d take her any day, and you would too.”
She was pretty, for sure. Long blonde hair and legs for miles. Any other day, Ari would have thought about hooking up with this woman, but now that was the furthest thing from her mind. She had seen more sex in this past week than in her entire lifetime, and she couldn’t stop thinking about her new boss. Dylan, not Maxi. Ari pulled the glass of whiskey to her lips, sipping as she glanced elsewhere, paying no mind to Billie’s ogling of a woman someone else had. It was a move that didn’t go unnoticed by her friend.
“What’s going on with you?” Billie asked, her curiosity piqued, and she fired off even more questions, as usual. “Why are you not even looking at her? Did something happen at this new job?”
With a shake of her head, Ari straightened her back, stretching her vertebrae in line. “I’m just exhausted. Nine at night until four in the morning for five days straight has seriously fucked with my motivation. It’s like I can’t get enough sleep.”
“Okay. I get that. You know, you haven’t told me what you actually do yet?”
“Except for the cleaning duties at the end of my shift, I do nothing except walk around in heels, serving as eye candy for the security manager, who insists on being addressed as ‘Boss,’ not Dylan or any other name. It’s always ‘Boss.’”
“Sounds like she has a superiority complex to me. I keep forgetting that you’re there to investigate, and this is not an actual job. Have you found anything sleazy?”
A chuckle escaped from under her breath. “It’s all sleazy but nothing illegal. Everyone signed consent forms, so they do whatever the clients want. And honestly, it feels like a job because I seem to be the one who’s stuck on laundry duty at the end of the night. You’d think that with it being all women, the sheets would be semi-clean. I’m sorry, but women and sex are dirty work.”
“I hope you are getting more than minimum wage,” Billie said.
Ari had not told her how much she took home that week. It was more than Terry had given her to take the job. If Billie knew, she’d want to quit her marketing job for sex work. “My issue is if I can’t get out from under my boss’s shadow and onto the floor, there’s no way I can discover things on my own. I doubt Dylan is going to walk me into the secret hell Terry thinks is there. I need to find it on my own.”
As Billie downed the last swig of her beer, she let out a small belch. “That means being someone’s chew toy for the night. Right? Are you ready for that?”
“I have to be,” Ari said, her gaze lost in thought.
Her two days off went by in the blink of an eye. Ari arrived a bit early for her shift, hoping she could wander a little before the dinner bell rang. She had concocted a plan and intended to put it in motion that night. In the employees’ den, Ari opened her locker and found her uniform for the evening. It was a cute, pink chiffon wrap dress Ari would have loved to own if the fabric wasn’t so thin. “Bedtime,” she mused to herself while looking in the mirror.
Ready for her shift, Ari strolled out of the lounge area and down the hall to Dylan’s office. On the tips of her toes, she peered through the small window of the closed door to see Dylan working on some papers at her desk. When Dylan combed her hand through her slicked-back hair, it stole Ari’s breath. With heat igniting within her center, she rapped her knuckles on Dylan’s door.
“Come in!” The harshness of Dylan’s voice startled Ari. For Ari’s plan to work, she needed to speak to her now, even though she clearly didn’t want to be interrupted.
Ari opened it, peeking her head in before entering. “If this is a bad time, I can come back.”
Dylan looked up, then glanced at her watch. Her mood softened as her brown eyes met Ari’s. “No, for you, never. You’re early. What’s up?”
With an intentional nod, Ari said, “I wanted to talk to you.”
As she entered the room, Dylan’s gaze drank in every inch of Ari dressed in the pink chiffon. “Wow. Okay. I expected to hear about your resignation, but not after seeing you dressed like that. You look—”
“Ready for bed? Yes, I thought the same thing.” They both chuckled as Ari stepped forward, almost stalking Dylan like prey. “Again, I wanted to talk to you about something, Boss.”
“If you are using those words, it must be business. On your knees, Miss Delgado.” Dylan stood up, commanding over Ari’s slender frame.
She dropped to her knees, looking up at Dylan with a shy smile. If she wanted to get on the floor and snoop, she had to please the one who would let her. “Yes, Boss. I brought you a present.”
Dylan furrowed her brow. That was when Ari held up the pair of silky blue panties that she had been wearing all day. “I think this may be the last pair I own. They’re yours, Boss.”
With her palm upright, Dylan accepted the gift. “You must want something.”
“I do.” Ari grinned as she purred, “I want you.”
Chapter 12
Okay. So, this was unexpected. Ari on her knees, gifting a pair of her panties caused heat to stir deep within Dylan. They had done little in the realm of BDSM, though she had been easing Ari toward servitude, having her wait on her and others. The urge to take Ari right on her desk flashed into her mind as she glanced over her shoulder to see if that was even possible on the small desk. No, that would not be on the menu for the evening. Dylan resolved to put Ari’s training ahead of her own desire to break her. And break her, she wanted to do.
Before Dylan could even process what the comment meant, Ari said, “I want you to teach me how to work the floor, Boss.”
