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If he wants to keep this bullshit arrangement, he will get on his knees and suck my clit, like a good fucking boy.

Parking my car, I reach for my bag and get out. Wearing a black latex long-sleeved bodysuit, paired with a matching skintight knee-length skirt with a slit up the front, and my red soles, I head inside. I don’t waste time by knocking, instead entering like I own the place. Which it will feel like for him soon enough.

With my head held high and my body walking with purpose, I make my way through the front entrance and down the hall toward his office, but I’m stopped just before I get there.

“This is my boyfriend, Darian Delacroix. I believe you met him the day my dick was hanging out of a hole in the wall. I hope you don’t mind him joining this evening?” He pauses for effect, but I couldn’t care less. “But don’t tell his wife.”

Before Nathaniel is able to continue with his lackluster joke, his bitch Delicroux pipes up. “Not a fucking chance.”

Nathaniel smirks. “That is not what you were saying back in college.”

Delicroux looks at me, mortified. “Never happened.”

But Sinclair doesn’t stop there. “And our slumber parties,” he adds.

His friend has had enough. Waving his hands in the air, he walks away and mumbles, “He’s talking out of his ass,” before leaving.

Crossing my arms over my chest, my bag hangs off one, and I take Nathaniel in. My pussy tingles as my back stings. He is wearing fitted slacks and a shirt; his tie is discarded, and buttons are undone, revealing his chest. The white sleeves of his dress shirt are rolled up, exposing strong, tattooed forearms. The silver fox is groomed immaculately, wearing gold wire-framed glasses and black boots.

“What’s in the bag, Ms. Vandenberg?” his deep, husky, and seductive voice questions.

Without missing a beat, I respond, “Your office, and I’ll show you.”

The silver fox steps to the side and holds a hand out, allowing me to lead the way, which I prefer. Adding a sway to my hips, I tease him, slowly sashaying past and leaving him behind as I turn into his space. My backside burns as I feel his eyes watching me.

I hate how much I like it.

His footsteps follow. And by the time he has joined me, I am sat on top of his large desk, legs crossed, and hands resting on either side of me.

“Please, Ms. Vandenberg, make yourself at home,” he insists sarcastically.

Not allowing him to get in my head, I take him in once more, from his silver hair to his thin lips and strong chest. My eyes graze past his cock, and by the time I reach his feet, my words are spoken. “On your knees, Duke. We play by my fucking rules, if we play at all.”

7

NATHANIEL

Her nipples are perk, as the latex glistens beneath the dim lights of my office. Wrapping my fingers around the thin wire of my glasses, I slowly remove them from my face while keeping eye contact with the devil before me.

Fiddling with the cool metal between my thumb and forefinger, I take two calculated steps toward her. She remains the same, pouty lips with red lipstick once again. Dark eye makeup with her signature slicked-back pony.

Rylee watches me with curiosity. What will I do next?

Without moving my gaze, I toss my glasses onto the brown leather couch to the side of me and take one last slow step. I can feel her warm, even breath on my skin. If I were to tilt my head farther down, our noses would touch and our lips would brush.

I resist.

My hands adjust my trousers, my cock hard and pushing against the zipper, and my lips meet her ear. Before speaking, my nose takes in her sweet scent. Intoxicating.

“As you wish, Ms. Vandenberg,” I whisper.

Rylee's body jolts ever so slightly. She’s betting I didn’t notice. But it’s my job to notice everything.

Bending my knees and slowly making my way to the hard floor, I can feel her eyes on me the entire time.

I focus on her.

Bare pale legs crossed at the knee. Black pointed shoes with the red soles remain still. My eyes pass them, and I know, at any point, she could take my vulnerability and use it against me. One swift movement and she could take out my sight.

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