Page 129 of Off Limits Mogul

She runs out of the room and she’s back in a flash.

She hands me her phone.

I get up and head to my walk-in closet. There’s another control station in here. I place her phone on the dock and start the song from the beginning.

I emerge from the closet. “We’re all set.”

“Why didn’t you divulge this earlier?”

“Because I didn’t know what you had up your sleeve, woman.”

“Fair enough,” she says. “Let the show begin. Again.”

I take a seat.

She sashays to the basket, swinging her hips to the rhythm of the music. She bends over, flashing me that perfect ass, and grabs something. She turns around holding a whip in her hands.

This should be good.

With a series of runway strides, she stands in front of me. She lifts her hands and flexes the whip over her head a few times, as if testing it, while doing a little sexy dance with her hips.

My cock approves.

She brings the tip of the whip to my stomach. My eyes drop to where it trails up the pathway of the buttons of my shirt. She then traces it across my chest. Meeting her gaze, I grab hold of it. She’s still holding strong to the other end.

“Is it my turn to use it on you?”

“Let go of the prop.” She pulls hard.

Too bad for her I’m stronger.

“I asked you a question.”

“Play along, big guy.”

I cut her some slack and let go.

“Now I’m out of character.” She huffs. “I have to take it from the top. Can you start the music from the beginning, please?”

“I will, but I need a kiss first,” I say.

She pins me with an unimpressed stare.

I lift my hands up in a truce. “Okay, okay. I’ll be patient.”

“And this time, no distractions from the audience,” she says with a motherly finger wave.

“I like domineering Keira.”

She smiles wide.

I run in and out of the closet.

The sexy eighties tune envelopes the room by the time I sit back down on the chair. And from the look of it, she’s in full character. She turns her back to me, and to the tempo of the song, she unbuttons the blazer. She slides it off just enough to flash me some skin. She glances over her shoulder to make sure she has my full attention.

Oh, she most certainly does.

She repeats the sexy move, flashing me the other bare shoulder. She wiggles her ass left to right as she slides the blazer off her body. The movement is slow and mesmerizing. She turns around and throws the blazer at me. I catch it with one hand.