Page 22 of Whispers in the Dark

“I guess I should be headed home,” she finally said. Thankful that she’d broken the silence, I was less pleased at what she’d said. I’d meant it when I told her that I needed to fuck her. I thought about accompanying her home. I opened my mouth to speak, but she beat me to it. “Would you like to come back to my place?”

I had never gone to a submissive’s place, but then again, I’d never revealed my identity to one and put her to work in my company either. The last few weeks had been tense, and outsideof my attempts to take the edge off myself, my dick was still hard for Brynn, and only her.

“I’ll drive,” I responded, and she smiled up at me.

She might not be smiling by the time I finished with her, but I’d let her keep it on her face for now. I wrapped one arm around her, then led her over to my car. After she was secured on the passenger side, I took my spot beside her.

She was now fidgeting as if she was nervous. Whatever this was tonight was a first for us, and I suspected she understood the significance of it as much as I did. Everything since meeting her had been a series of firsts. I should’ve been running for the hills, but the only place I wanted to be was inside of her.

“Are you sure you want to come back with me?” She asked, having evidently noticed my hesitation to do the simple task of starting the car.

“Yes. I wouldn’t have agreed to it if I wasn’t,” I responded abruptly.

She smiled in response, and I finally turned the car on. We had no sooner made it down the street when a phone call came in. Since no one of a personal nature, outside of my parents, had my cell phone number, I knew it was a business call. Brynn worked very closely with me and the various clients, so I thought nothing of it as I hit a button to answer the call.

“Benedict,” I said in greeting.

“There’s a problem with the latest spreadsheet of numbers you’ve provided us. Somehow, the file got corrupted and we’re unable to retrieve any of the data.”

“I’ve already left the office for the night. Could I send it to you again in a few hours?”

That would be all the time I’d need to satiate both Brynn and me before heading back to the office.

“I’m afraid that won’t work. I’m presenting this to our team in a little over an hour, and I need not only the presentation, but the numbers that go along with it.”

Fuck! I raked a hand through my hair, then tried to think quickly as I sat at the red light. If I had just thought to bring my laptop, I could’ve sent it from Brynn’s house. Now, I either could go back to the office and wait on the cleaning crew, or I could...

“I can have it to you in about a half hour,” I told him as the most obvious solution came to mind.

“Very well. I’ll be expecting it.”

The call disconnected right after, and I turned to steal a glance at Brynn. She was concerned, but the file hadn’t been sent by her in the first place. I’d have to do a reinstall soon on my laptop, but thankfully I did have another work computer at home.

“Do you mind taking a raincheck for a bit so I can go by my place and resend him the file?”

“No, that’s fine,” she responded.

I then merged over into the turning lane and headed back toward downtown instead of continuing on to her neighborhood. Trying my best not to focus on what this meant, I kept reminding myself that it was all business. Well, the resending of the file. Fucking Brynn into my headboard was a different kind of task.

Not long after, we arrived at the building where I lived, and I pulled into my private garage. Brynn was taking in everything about the place as we exited the car, then entered the building.

“Evenin’ Mr. Benedict,” Milton said in greeting as he saw the two of us. His eyes were a bit wide as this was the first time he’d ever seen me with a woman.

“Evening,” I said as I ushered Brynn straight past him and over to the elevator which went straight to my penthouse.

“He looked shocked to see me,” she mused as soon as the doors closed.

“He’s never seen me with a woman before,” I admitted.

“Never?” she asked.

“Never,” I confirmed.

She said nothing else as the elevator began to ascend, and I did not either. Once it stopped, the doors opened and I pushed her softly into the penthouse. If her eyes were wide before, they were now enormous as she stepped forward. I saw the expressions change on her face as her gaze perused the perimeter. They went from awe to disappointment. While she took it all in, I went down the hallway to my study, then grabbed my laptop from it.

When I returned to Brynn, she was standing in front of the wall of glass that showcased the view of the city and the bay. I let her continue to look outside as I quickly powered on my laptop. I was able to then go inside the folder and save the file once more. Everything looked good on my end, so I found the previous email and resent it.

As I waited for confirmation that he could open it, I leaned back to watch the woman in front of me. Seeing a female in a place that was my own private sanctuary was unnerving. My mother’s voice echoed in my head as I remembered the various times she told me that she could see me with a nice girl one day.

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