Page 38 of Pretty Little Thing


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I lick my lips and shift just a little closer, forcing her head to tilt up as I stand over her. “Kiss me,” I say.

She blinks. “What?”

“You heard me.”

“No.” Her head shakes back and forth. “No, I can’t do that.”

“Why not?”

“Because…” She scoffs. “I shouldn’t have come back here anyway. I’m your boss.”

“Only from nine-to-five,” I argue. “And it’s the 21st century. No one cares about that kind of crap anymore.”

“I care about that kind of crap anymore,” she says. “I don’t mix business and… whatever the hell that was back there.”

“Did it feel good?”

She tries to open the door but I pin it closed.

“Did it feel good?” I ask again, inches away from her ear.

Her breath skips. “Yes,” she says.

“Which part?” I ask, digging deeper. “The pinch of the flogger against you… or that it pleased me?”

Nora closes her eyes. “I don’t know…” she whispers.

I lay a hand under her chin and guide her up to look at me. “I can make you feel like that again, Nora. You just have to submit to me.”

She shivers.

“That’s what you came out here for, isn’t it?” I ask. “To find someone who will make you forget who you are for just a little while. Someone who can dominate you… and fuck you the way you were always meant to be fucked.” She doesn’t say a word. “Nora, I’ll back off if that’s what you really want. You can start coming to the club again and find some other guy who might know a thing or two.” I caress her cheek. “Or you can stick with me, someone familiar but not toofamiliar, who can give you what you need.”

“And what do I need?” she asks.

“You know what.” I take a deep breath of her scent and it fires all the way down to my knees. “Let me give it to you.”

She’s breaking. I can feel it. I just have to push her a little bit further…

“Say yes,”I urge as I glide my hand down over her breasts. “Say yes and I’ll show you what I can do right now.”

Her head rolls back, exposing her neck as she rests it against the car roof. My cock twitches in my jeans at the sight of that white handkerchief fastened to her throat.

Mywhite handkerchief.

I reach her pants and I pop the button free as tires skid around the corner from us. Her breath catches in her throat and her hesitant eyes open wider with every inch I slide her zipper down but she doesn’t stop me. The car continues on, disappearing up the echoing tower.

I kiss her, firmly enveloping her lips. It feels like a firecracker exploding against my face. Can’t say that’s ever happened before. I want to feel it again.

I kiss her a second time and her lips move to kiss me back.

She tilts slightly away from me. “We shouldn’t…” she says, her vocal elongated by desire.

“You know what to say,” I whisper. “Wait. Stop. Or…”

I slide my finger along the tip of her clit, making her gasp as she clenches my biceps. She’s so sensitive. I can feel the wetness up to my knuckles already. I want to touch her and taste her and hear her say my name.

“Wait. Stop.”I repeat it, prompting more from her. “Or…”

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