Page 22 of Master Heimdall

Needing two hands, I stretched out my arm and placed my coffee on the nearest end table. With both hands now free, I used one and tugged almost viciously on my nipple. I sunk a finger between my slick folds and then a second and slid a bit down the glass so only my shoulders and head were supported now and my pelvis jutted out giving the camera a perfect view of my naked pussy. I fucked myself, staring straight at the camera the entire time, and mouthing Master as I released and came all over my fingers.

Keeping my gaze at the tiny camera, I licked each finger like it was candy and ended my impromptu masturbation session with a wink. Straightening up, I grabbed my mug and giggled all the way to my ensuite bathroom.

An hour later I was in the lobby of G&H speaking with Yula. “You must have had a good weekend, Rose, you are looking even happier than usual. Does this happiness have a name?”

“It does.” I giggled. “We met at the club, but I’m not at liberty to share who, just yet. I’m hoping we get together again, but we’ll see. He has a few issues to figure out.”

“Ooo, sounds exciting. If he’s a smart man, he’ll be begging you for another date.”

“Who’s begging who for a date?”

I hadn’t heard Gabriel enter the area. For a big guy, he was very stealthy.

“Our little Rose here had a date last night and she’s hoping he calls her for another.”

I had to turn away from Yula so she wouldn’t see me laughing. Gabriel was better at hiding his reaction than I was.

“Is that so? Is he a nice guy, Rose?”

“No. Not particularly. But I like his growly voice, and he has a decent body on him.”

Gabriel's eyes narrowed but he gave no other outside appearance regarding my comment, and I had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing aloud.

“How did you manage to hide that sassy attitude from him? Or are you different at work than in the rest of your life?”

Oh, he didn’t! Calling me out at work. I’d give him credit, he delivered tit for tat. I took his question seriously, feeling as if there was a lot riding on my response. “I am different, around the right man. I’m hoping the one from last night didn’t get whiplash from my dual personality.”

Before Gabe could say anything else, Yula broke the tension in the room. “I for one can’t wait to meet him. I hope he calls you, Rose. If he doesn’t, well then he missed out on an opportunity to be with an amazing woman.”

My eyes glittered with amusement at Gabe, while his lips flattened into a thin line.

“I best get a move on. I wouldn’t want the boss to catch us gossiping.” Laughing, I left reception and headed straight for my office.

“Thank you again for the amazing gift. And Bilbo sends a big sloppy kiss,” Yula sang out.

“Who the hell is Bilbo?” I heard Gabriel asking before I closed my door and allowed myself to break down into peals of laughter. That couldn’t have gone better if I’d planned it. I felt more excited, and grateful for that fact than I had in a long time. I was in a super place with an amazing job that paid well, now lived in a swanky new apartment, and had play time with a Dom who ticked off all my boxes.

What more could a girl want?

Opening my computer, I went through my inbox looking for the security cam addendum contract from Gabriel Dakos. Instead, there was a request for transport in a few days for a high priority diplomat coming to town from The United Arab Emirates.

In the back of my mind somewhere I knew there were issues going on there, but as an American citizen, it seemed the news was littered with issues overseas. I wasn’t a hundred percent sure that what the news professed was always the truth, though so far, I’d erred on the side of caution. I wasn’t too worried about a single diplomat coming in for a regularly scheduled visit.

I brought up the list of drivers who were available for an entire week to play chauffeur, then looked for a bodyguard to pair with him. Sometimes that could take a while, or I may move someone around. I wanted the same level of experience between driver and guard. Lincoln had mentioned to me once that it was better, especially if something went wrong and an extraction point was needed.

It wasn’t until I was about to close out the document that I noticed the symbol indicating this security mission was high risk.

He’s a diplomat for crying out loud and I was sure he would also have his own security team with him. We’d still just be responsible for moving them to and from locations. He wasn’t the president and going back over my choices and the equal amount of experience both men had, I felt confident I’d chosen wisely and moved the project to the completion pile.

With no more pressing matters, I decided to give in to the excited voice in my head that told me to browse for a tempting outfit that would draw any reluctant Dom into action. Every item reminded me of last night and I soon found myself drifting and replaying all the moments I’d experienced.

The entire, unexpected scene on stage was exactly what I’d needed. But the kiss at the door before he left had been the best kiss I’d ever exchanged with anyone, bar none. He’d feasted on my lips like a starving man, literally causing my toes to curl. I’d even popped up my lower leg like I’d seen in the movies, yet it was an unconscious act. There was no tipping or falling, as one of his hands gripped my ass, the other curled around my nape while he devoured me.

That was just his mouth; imagine what the rest of him could do. Noiselessly, I moved to my door and locked it. I felt like a thief as I snuck back to my desk, tugging the hem of my skirt up, and sitting my ass cheeks down on the new leather. I felt so damn naughty and couldn't’ remember the last time I needed to masturbate twice in one morning. It was Gabe’s fault; he had me desiring him. I leaned back in the chair and slid my hand between my thighs. Just as I was parting my slick folds, my phone rang and scared the crap out of me.

Holy shit! I almost fell off the chair in my haste to grab it. “Ms. Dodds, how can I help you, Sir?”

I’d programmed my office phone so I knew exactly who was calling me at all times.

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