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“That’s it. Well done. You’re doing so well. I’m going to slide my fingers free and get the plug ready.”

Her breathing grew faster. But not due to fear. That was entirely anticipation running through her.

After he removed his fingers, she felt their loss. She heard him squirt out more lube before the plug was pressing against her hole.

“You know what to do. Take a deep breath and let it out slowly. As you let out your breath, I want you to let go of your bottom. That’s it. I’m so proud of you.”

Cripes.

She actually preened under the praise. Even though all she’d done was let herself get finger-fucked, then plugged. Still, as he pushed the plug in, settling it inside her, she felt like she’d achieved something monumental.

Faith slumped over the desk, panting.

“My precious baby. I’m going to go wash up and then I need to get some more work done. You are quite the distraction, Ms. Blossom. I do believe you’ll need to be punished for that as well.”

His voice had morphed from a soft croon to his crisp, cool, ‘I’m the boss’ voice.’

And she was here for all of it.

Faith lay there as he left to wash his hands. She waited for concern to creep in. But there was none. She felt kind of . . . at ease? Relaxed?

It was strange. But she wasn’t the least bit concerned about what was coming next.

Because Reuben would keep her safe.

Reuben settled back into his chair and typed something. She turned her head to try and watch him, but the angle made it too painful to do that for long. So, she just settled in to wait.

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Fuck.

Reuben was so hard that it was impossible to ignore. He couldn’t concentrate. He’d been trying to read the same email for the last five minutes.

Every time he turned his head to look at her, his dick pressed even more against his pants.

It was tempting to reach down and release it.

Not yet.

But God. Seeing her bent over his desk with that plug nestled in her perfect ass was just too much.

And if he moved his chair back, he could catch a glimpse of her pussy . . .

Yeah.

His dick was not happy with him.

He couldn’t last any longer. Standing, he moved in behind her and ran his hand over her smooth ass cheek.

“You’re doing such a good job at obeying me, Ms. Blossom,” he commented. “I will need to put this into your next performance review.”

She sucked in a breath but didn’t say anything.

Such a perfect girl.

“Do you feel guilty for missing work, Ms. Blossom?”

“Yes, Sir.”

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