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“I would have thought it was obvious.” She arches her back and pushes her nipples out. Then she lets out a long, drawn-out moan.
I flinch as though the sound is physically painful. “Stop.”
She doesn’t even look my way. She spreads her legs out a little wider, offering me a perfect view of her dripping wet pussy and just keeps rubbing her folds. “This isn’t a good time, Uri.”
“Alyssa,” I growl, “I’m serious.”
She lets out a delighted little chuckle. “Oh, I bet you are. Always so serious, huh, Uri? The big badpakhanwith the whole world on his shoulders. You just need to relax. Like I’m doing right now.”
Her tits look so good. My mouth fills with saliva and my cock is straining hard against my pants.
“Alyssa…”
But my tone isn’t nearly as commanding as I need it to be. How the hell am I supposed to concentrate on laying down the law, when all I want to do is lay… well,her.
“Yes, boss?” she gasps. “What do you want from me?” Her gaze slides dreamily to me. “I’m yours to command, aren’t I? Yours to use.”
Stop it,I scold myself.You’rethe one who’s in charge.
“What is the point of this little show?” I manage to snarl.
She bites on her bottom lip and starts rubbing herself a little faster, just a little bit harder. The sheen of sweat on her body makes me want to do terrible things to her.
“Why did you put paper over the cameras?” I demand, trying to pretend as though she’s not writhing around naked on her bed.
“Mmm… I wanted privacy. You can imagine why.”
Goddammit.My cock throbs. “That’s a safety concern.”
“You’rea safety concern.” Her fingers keep stroking.“Why didn’t you let me out on Monday?”
“I was busy.” My voice comes out hoarse and strained. “You seem to be doing just fine on your own.”
She rolls over and gets on her knees. Her fingers are still rubbing her clit as she turns to face me. “A girl’s gotta find ways to entertain herself.”
My jaw clenches and my eyes narrow. “Stop it now, Alyssa.”
She bites her bottom lip and her eyes narrow to match mine. “I’m not stopping until I come.”
“You don’t get to come untilIsay you can.”
Her response is to moan even louder. My cock is ready to burst and my willpower is hanging by a thread.
She shakes her head. “Oh, no—you’re not the boss of me.”
Those fire-and-brimstone eyes are wreaking havoc on my body. On my fucking soul. She’s what I’ve been missing the last few days. She’s the reason my stomach has been twisted in knots, my fists clenched tight.
She’s the problem.
She’s also the solution.
I stride forward, grab her by the hips, and shove her down on the bed. “Wanna bet?”
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URI
I’m not the boss of her?
