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said she made good use of her home gym. She didn’t want to

let go, but she wanted Claire to choose this.

One hand came down underneath the desk and tangled in

Haley’s hair. She’d left it down and it was freshly washed, soft

and wild. Claire used it to pull Haley closer, tugging until

Haley’s scalp burned, until tears stung the corners of her eyes.

She loved it. Her body loved it. The aching spot between her

legs loved it. She loved the control Claire had over her, and

even if she wanted Claire to put it down, just for a minute, and

let her get close, she’d let her have it now because she craved

it. She’d spent every minute of every day thinking about this.

“Push my skirt up,” Claire demanded, sounding bored, but

there was a slight tremor that shot through her muscles,

betraying her. Haley knew Claire wanted to say no. She

wanted to push back from that desk and leave the room. She

wanted to put distance between them. Instead, she was going

to stay. She was going to give instructions and Haley was

going to obey.

Haley inched the silky fabric up a few inches. Claire didn’t

bother with hose, but that would have been hot, finding thigh

highs there, or a garter belt. Haley felt her own panties get

soaked beneath the little dress she’d purposely worn because it

could easily be pushed up or stripped off or shoved out of the

way. She’d chosen a lace thong, which didn’t contain any of

the moisture, and beads of it rolled down her thighs as she

shifted up onto her knees.

Claire abruptly shoved the desk chair back a foot and Haley

flew forward, nearly landing in her lap. Her legs screamed for

mercy against the agonizing pins and needles, but she didn’t

make a sound. She gritted her teeth together and kept pushing

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