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“Are you here because you want a job, Katie?” he stared straight into her eyes, his voice cold and hard.
“What?”
“Are you here…because…you need me to get you a job at my company?”
“What? No no! Why- ” He was judging her, staring pointedly into her eyes, her whole face.
What he found was utter shock, but maybe that was only because he had been so blunt about it. “I just want to make sure that you’re not here and willing to go through the whole disgusting ordeal just so you can wring employment out of me.”
“How dare you!” She seethed and stood up, placing the cupcake back in the box.
“Sit down!” he snarled and she stepped back from the naked fury in his words.
“I thought you were real. I thought you wanted this to work but you just seem to have an aversion to women. If I needed a job, I wouldn’t go about sleeping with you to get one.”
“That’s not what I meant.” He stood up and his face was a foot above hers, staring down at her like impending doom.
“I don’t care what you meant. If you think I could stoop so low, you’re just…”
“Okay, I get the point. You don’t want a job. You just want to get laid. Sit down now.”
She blushed beetroot red. She had never been so ashamed in her life. Helplessly, she pursed her lips.
“Oh, come on! I’m messing with you, Katie. Sit down.” When she remained still, he stared up at her. “I'm saying nicely, Katie. The next time wouldn’t be so nice and sweet. Now sit down!”
Katie fell onto the sofa. She was never going to know if he was serious or kidding at this point. “You meant what you said about me wanting to get employment out of you.” It was a statement not a question, and Damon knew she was just trying to make sure he didn’t think she was stupid.
“Yes, I did. Let’s just say I’m not really good with trusting girls who run out, then come back bearing cupcakes. I tend to get suspicious of such ridiculous changes of heart.” His face was hard, and he took a sip of his tea.
Katie blushed. He was right. Anyone in his position would have assumed that. It wasn’t just him.
“So, can I get you a job?”
“No, thank you.”
“No, I’m serious. I could. We don’t have a vacancy but I could arrange one for you.”
She chuckled. “I'm not going to work for you Damon. I can’t.”
His jaw clenched and he stared at her lips, transfixed. The sound of his name on her lips had been so…titillating. He felt warm and aroused and wanted nothing more than to hear her say his name over and over again. Maybe even scream it out a couple of times. Never did he allow his subs to take his name during sex. They were submissives, they had to have a certain level of…reservation between them.
He pictured her screaming out his name while he smacked her with a paddle. His throat went dry. Yes. That’s a good fantasy. Maybe she could be permitted to take my name.
Katie noticed the flash of lust in his eyes. It was momentary but the chemistry, the electrical current flowed from his body to hers. He wanted her; she knew it as surely as she knew that she wasn’t going to leave without sleeping with him first. Sleeping. With Damon. It was such a wrong word. Making love. Sex. Everything is inappropriate. He fucked. She blushed at the hot reminder and squirmed.
“I have…” he cleared his throat. “I had my secretary map out a business proposal for you.”
Why is he talking about his now? She twisted again and his gaze flicked to hers softly. “Trust me, Katie, I’m in a hurry too. But I need you to know that I'm trying to get you work.”
Katie was shocked. In a hurry too? How did he always know when I was horny? Maybe because you’re always horny, my conscience mocked and I smiled shakily. “Don’t worry about my job. I've applied at several places.”
He inhaled sharply and sighed as if he was in incredible pain. “Can we talk about this later?”
She nodded and he stood, extending his hand to her. Gingerly, she placed her fingers in his palm. As soon as she rose up, he slipped his arm around her waist possessively, and guided her forward. Unlike the last time when she had surfaced only when he stripped her clothes off her, she felt everything. Every second was vibrantly alive and as the bedroom door closed behind her, she wrapped her arms around herself.
She had lain half atop his bed, and he had smacked her. She clenched her eyes shut as her pussy tightened in reply. Then she saw him smiling in aroused satisfaction. After she had screamed and degraded him by escaping his place, he had still wanted her to return. Her knees shook in anger at herself. Tears brimmed the back of her eyes and she turned around, almost slamming into his chest.
Her eyes wide and shining with tears, she stared up at him. Damon stood shock still, afraid to touch her lest she start bawling again. “Are you okay?” he whispered gently, and as if his hand had its own personal mind, it reached forward to brush her cheeks.
