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“Good girl,” I panted. “See how you get rewarded when you obey?”

“Yes, Sir,” she whimpered.

I pinched one of her nipples, enjoying her sharp little yelp.

“I’m close,” she said. “I’m so fucking close, fuck, fuck?—”

I filled her mouth in one swift motion as she started to come, feeling her jerk beneath me from the invasion. Her hands gripped my thighs as I came, sending hot spurts of cum down her throat as she orgasmed. I grunted as she swallowed every drop, sucking as she strained beneath me.

“Fuck.” My head was spinning. I slowly pulled back and slid off to the side, collapsing into the blankets.

I couldn’t think straight.

Pepper’s hand slipped into mine. The vibrator was still buzzing, the only sound aside from our labored breaths. I reached down quickly and turned it off, and then spread back out, squeezing her hand.

“Thank you,” she whispered. “That was everything I wanted.”

I turned my head to look at her. “We were rough.”

Her eyes were closed, but she nodded, still catching her breath. She licked her lips. “I loved it.”

“Me too.”

I brought her hand to my lips, kissing the top gently. Somewhere in the bedroom, I heard one of our phones chime. She sighed and raised her head.

“That could be work,” she said.

I groaned. “I’ll find it.”

“And then maybe we can take a long bath together.”

“Will we both fit?” I asked as I got up. I found our phones on the floor and really had no idea when they’d ended up there.

I checked mine as I handed hers over.

An email had come through from Tommy.

“You got that?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I said as I opened it.

Hey Salt,

We’d like to move forward with signing you on to Rosethorn. We’d like to set up another meeting with you this Thursday at 2:00 p.m. with our full team. Please RSVP if you are able to make it. If you’re unable, just reply and we’ll find another time.

Talk soon,

Tommy

he/him

Vice President and Director of A & R of Rosethorn Records

My heart was already racing from the sex we’d just had, but now I felt another flood of different emotions. I reached down and unclasped the spreader bars and crawled back into place next to Pepper as she read the email, too.

She tossed her phone aside and looked up at me with a smile. “It’ll be good. But you have to behave.”

“Will you be there too?” I asked.

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