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My penis swelled, throbbing painfully as she wiped the tears from under her eyes. I knew that she had been abandoned as a baby, left by the bastards who were meant to take care of her. I understood, more than she'd ever know. However, the scars on her legs, which had almost sent me over the edge, told a deeper story. Why had she wanted to hurt herself?

Sighing, I sat back and slipped my hand into the open waistband on my suit trousers. I gripped my hard cock and stared as she picked up her phone and texted someone. No doubt she'd be telling her friend Elissa about her embarrassing faux pas. Was it bad that I wanted her to cry instead? The urge to masturbate while watching the pain etched on her face almost made me ring her again, just to push her more.

I couldn't, I had to be careful. She'd picked up on the word kink in our conversation, which had caught me off guard. I had watched her pleasure herself numerous times in the office, stroking my cock in rhythm with her own beat until we had shuddered at the same time... and the kink? She didn't know that I'd set up the camera in the office before she'd started to work for me.She had no idea I’d been watching her the whole time.

When I'd joined the protector society several years ago, I'd been involved with a few broken women. However, I hadn't found my one, my angel. Whenever a woman had applied for a position in my company, I had always run background checks to see if she could match my demon. To see if she was broken enough for me to delve into, in all the best ways. I needed a strong weak woman who would allow me to crack her open and release the angel inside.

Lola had piqued my interest from the moment her resume landed in my inbox. She was sarcastic and witty with a ton of talent waiting to be awakened. I wanted to be the one to break her broken soul.

The air left my lungs as I sat back in my plush office and squeezed the base of my cock, enjoying the force of my grip as I slid it up and over my foreskin.

“Can you be my girl?” I murmured to myself, “my angel?”

“Yes,” her voice replied.

My eyes flew open, my heart pounding. Had she somehow heard me through the camera?

No, phew. She was holding her phone to her ear, clearly answering it more abruptly than I would've expected considering the work number was still ringing through to it.

“I just made a total twat of myself, Elissa,” she said, her cheeks glowing bright pink. “No, we didn't fuck, but we did everything else, and he made me cum a million times.”

A grin crossed my lips. What? Every man I knew would be turned on by such high praise.

“I'm just feeling a little strange,” she went on, walkingto the kitchenette and flicking the kettle on. When she glanced over her shoulder, she frowned and shook her head. The coffee cup she'd walked in with was still sitting there, no doubt getting cold.

“No, he's incredible, and has a wild side, I'm sure.” Her chuckle was all cutesy before she turned serious. “I just... I dunno, I'm out of my depth and having fantasies that I've never had before.”

Going over to her desk, she took a swig of the coffee and smiled. It was still warm enough, apparently. She often drank coffee. I had a whole collection of exotic sachets that a client had given me after I'd designed their new kitchen. Maybe I'd give it to her as a gift... or a reward if she was good.

I wanted to know her fantasies. What was inside her mind? I couldn't exactly tell her mine; it would scare her away. I had to gain her trust and then maybe, just maybe, she'd be the one who would allow me to own her.

“If he dares do that, I'll be off.” She rolled her eyes as she replied to something her friend said.

And just like that, my cock softened in my hand. A searing heat started from my feet and ran up my legs, settling in the pit of my stomach. Her threat to leave already affected me way more than I liked. I had to be in control of myself and the situation at all times. If not, I would never be able to trust her, to let her into my world. A world that had overtaken my life and consumed every part of me.

“I know, I know,” Lola said, sitting back on her office chair and swinging around, “I'll just remember the way he made me cum last night and hope he doesn't abandon me after showing me such a good time. I think it would break me.”

My penis stiffened as she said goodbye to her friend and ended the call. Her chair spun several times as she laid her head back against the rest and closed her eyes, using her legs to keep momentum. A small smile lifted the corners of her lips and her cheeks blushed red. Was she imagining my head between her legs?

“Hhmmm, Joseph,” she whispered, slipping her hand into the waistband of her jeans.

Squeezing my cock, I sighed as the pressure sent a thrill to my balls. I had a thing for a little bit of pain, I wasn't scared to admit.

Sitting back in my chair, I licked my lips and settled in to a cheeky masturbation session. What would she think if she knew I’d been watching her? All this time? The thrill of it made me even harder.

When she'd started to use her vibrator at work, I'd been fascinated, watching her face as her hand worked the bullet in her underwear. She’d always been tense, only relaxing for a moment after she’d orgasmed before she was back to work. The protector in me roared every time she pushed away her pleasure, almost getting it out of the way. No longer would her body be safe from the heights of deliciousness I was ready to show it. I’d chosen her and it was time I unleashed the hidden demons within her, allowing her to reach her full orgasmic potential.

Chapter Ten

“I can't believe you fucked your boss,” Elissa exclaimed, eyeing up the bouncer as we waited in line.

We'd been to two bars already, just to celebrate my new relationship. Okay, so we needed an excuse to hit the town hard on a work night and my boss had seemed like a good one.

“I didn't fuck him.” Placing a finger over my lips to shush her, I giggled.

I was just a bit titsy. No, tipsy. It wasn't a surprise after four vodkas.

Raising her perfectly plucked eyebrows, she stared and wobbled at the same time. “Sex isn't just about penetration, love,” she said, turning when someone urged us to walk.

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