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“Yeah, good girl.” Bryce groaned, his cock pulsing against my tongue. “I’m trying to find that out. Jack hired me to cover for him to keep sharks like you away while he figured out what he wanted to do with the company. Only none of them were supposed to be as smart as you are… mmm…”

He began to thrust shallowly into my mouth. I relaxed my jaw and let him face fuck me, swallowing periodically around his cock, tightening my throat.

“I’m trying to figure out if something happened to him. If it was a murder… fuck it was an elegant one… simple…” Bryce thrust harder, deeper into my mouth. “Fuck, yes, you’re so damn good at this. I wasn’t going to sleep with any of them but you… I just couldn’t resist.”

He chuckled darkly and I felt a thrill rush through me. Not just pride that I had been good enough for him, or that I’d impressed him because he’d broken the rules for me, but also because of the tone in his voice. Like he was delighted by me.

“And I was government, for the record. Military, like you said.” Bryce sighed as he slowly dragged his dick along my tongue before thrusting to the back of my throat. “Fuck yeah… gonna come right down that perfect throat of yours… I work independently now, though, for a security firm. Mmm… and it took me this long to realize there was something going on with you, which isn’t usually the case. Congratulations, baby.”

I wasn’t doing the work now. With his fingers pressed against my scalp, I let him use my mouth, use me. Bryce’s grip tightened on my hair, and with a low, rumbling growl he spilled down my throat, some of it leaking out of the corners of my mouth. I moaned, swallowing as best I could. The timing of his ejaculation, along with his words, made it sound almost like his orgasm was a sardonic gift.

It made me feel used in that way that I loved.

Bryce pulled his cock out of my mouth but I leaned forward, licking and sucking it clean before settling back. Bryce looked… not proud of me, not like he had after our other sessions. Instead he looked…

He looked relieved, honestly. Like a weight I hadn’t even realized he was carrying around was now off his shoulders. I had met him while he was carrying it, and so I’d just thought that was part of how he was. Now I saw a new side to him, a more open and honest side, and one that I liked.

Bryce curled his fingers under my chin to lift my head up and admire the mess that he’d made of my face. I dragged my tongue over my lips, cleaning them off, which made his eyes darken even more.

“Did I pass?” I asked, my voice a bit mocking. I couldn’t resist a bit of snark, even after everything.

Bryce smirked. “Do you want a proper fucking, pet?”

I knew that was all the answer I was going to get. “Yes, Master.”

I had passed.

I was safe.

Chapter 16

Bryce

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It was satisfaction like I’d never felt before, to put Leigh through that erotic form of torture, to watch her be pushed to her limit and be so, so good for me.

The right thing to do would’ve been to actually interrogate her. To intimidate her if I had to, but to stay calm above all else. But with Leigh…

It was personal, in a way. I had underestimated her and let her in, slept with her when I shouldn’t have, and I couldn’t control myself. I wanted all of her secrets and I wanted her to be punished for lying to me and I wanted her to be mine.

But Leigh had performed beautifully. She hadn’t sassed or kept things from me. She’d been a good, obedient girl. Watching her writhe on the dildo had been so fucking hot, and I’d reveled in it.

I wasn’t ashamed to admit it. I’d been tougher on her than I would ever be normally. I wouldn’t usually punish a submissive like this and make such strong demands. I wasn’t in the business of breaking my sex partners. But I couldn’t deny it had gotten me so goddamn hard I’d just about lost my mind. It had taken every piece of self-control in me not to give in and fuck her throat while she was still tied to the chair on the vibrator.

And I’d meant what I’d threatened. I would have left her there, edging her for an hour until she was a sobbing mess. I wouldn’t have liked it. But I would have done it. I would’ve done whatever I had to do to make sure my client was taken care of and protected like I’d promised—to ensure that Leigh had nothing to do with Jack’s uncle’s death. If I didn’t have my honor and my reputation, then I had nothing.

As a reward, I fucked her afterwards on the bed. I kept things slow at first, so that I didn’t push her too far, but when I saw that she was okay, that she wanted more, I ramped up my efforts, taking her hard and rough, pinning her down like she preferred, and enjoyed every second of her crying out my name—my real name.

It was a good thing I’d always had her call me ‘master’ before because I wouldn’t have been able to handle hearing her beg and cry out for Jack.

There was a relief that I hadn’t expected, with her knowing who I really was. I felt freer. Normally I didn’t care if the women I slept with knew anything about me, although I could admit that actively pretending to be someone else was a new one for me.

Afterwards, while we were lying in bed, I was able to tell her everything.

“My security company was started by my two other friends and myself,” I said, opening up about my part in this case. “When Jack learned about his uncle’s death and that the bottle of pills had been moved out of their usual place, he thought it might be malicious. And he didn’t trust the sharks who’d be around him. He wanted me to clear the way.”

“And I was one of those sharks.” Leigh smirked at me, her red hair spilling out behind her onto the pillow, her face propped up on one hand.

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