Page 63 of Run

“Hedeon.” She growls, bucking her hips and strangling me with her death grip.

“That’s my good fucking girl.” I roar back at her, claiming her mouth again as she fills my hand with her cream.

She’s wrecked as I hit the button again and the elevator moves upwards, with the helmet she dropped on the floor rolling around at my feet. I pick it up and dust it off.

“You good?” I chuckle as I slap it on her head again, freeing up my hands to help her zip her gear back up.

“I’m perfect.”

“Yes you are.” I say taking her hand as the bell dings announcing out arrival to the top floor and my offices. “Ready?”

“Ready.”

She gasps when we step out into the reception area and looks all around like she’s never seen such opulence. You would think that she’d be used to it all by now, with how massive my castle on the hill is, but every day she finds something new to be awed about.

“This is all yours?”

“Yeah. And what’s mine is yours now too babe.” I say slapping her ass and guiding her past Kendra’s empty office and into mine.

“Well, look who’s finally decided to come to work.” My assistant sneers as we enter, and I close the door behind us.

“Kendra.” I say coldly, looking at her in the little mini skirt and half open blouse she’s sporting.

Her tits barely fit in the stretched-out top, and I can see a red bra under the white sheer fabric. With a look of disgust at her, I go to my desk and flip the switch to haze the glass, giving us privacy.

“Yeah, I’m here. And you know what Kendra?”

“What?” She asks sarcastically, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, pushing her tits up higher so that they threaten to spill from the top of that push-up bra.

“Go fucking change. No one wants to see your tits.”

The look on her face as it falls is priceless, but it changes to anger when she stares over at my princess standing in the middle of the office in her leather riding gear and helmet still on her head.

“Fuck you H.” Kendra spits out, stomping her foot. “Lots of men like these.”

“Yeah, well, not me. Go change or put on a sweater or something.” I chuckle. “I don’t want them in my face, and I’m sure Lily feels the same way.”

“So is this the one keeping you so preoccupied?” She asks, waltzing over to Lily, sizing her up.

Kendra is taller and slimmer, with a more erotic appeal, if you’re into that kind of thing. But my shorter, softer woman hidden under the black leather and visor is what’s perfect for me, and Kendra has no idea that the monster that lives inside my little princess is meaner than anything she can dish out.

“I’d be careful with that one. She bites.” I laugh, watching Kendra back up from her, staring at her with furrowed brows.

“Whatever.” She says hastily, flicking her hair over her shoulder, trying to act like it’s not bothering her to have what she sees as competition for my affections, even though I’ve never really given her any, not the real kind anyway. “I’ll go get Jack and you guys can do your thing.”

“Good.Scurry along.”

As soon as the door clicks shut, Lily takes off her helmet and sets it down on the sofa in the middle of the room.

“Well, she’s a peach.”

“She’s just jealous baby.” I purr to her, pulling her to my desk, making her sit down on my lap in the big chair behind it. “But this seat is for you only.”

“I want to put her in the pit.” She snarls quietly, leaning her back against my chest, relaxing into me.

“Now princess, she may be a pain in the ass, but she’s a good employee. I trust her with my… indiscretions.”

“Yeah well, you can trust me more.”

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