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He places me on my feet just long enough to grab a blanket and wrap me up tightly while I gape at him, mouth open in shock at what I apparently confessed post-orgasm. It’s only when he reaches a finger out to press my jaw closed that I realize his mouth is upturned in a smirk.
“You liar! Don’t tease me like that!” I punch his bicep, and his smirk turns into a blinding smile accompanied by a deep laugh, and I can’t help but giggle too. “Not only do you tease me, but this blanket isn’t even fluffy. I was promised a fluffy blanket.”
Ledger picks me up again and walks toward a door I hadn’t seen at the back of the room. “You’re right. This blanket clearly fails to meet the fluffiness specifications you’ve set forth. But I did explicitly state that thefluffyblanket is back in my office.”
“Youroffice?”I give what is meant to be a sexy smirk, but given how giddy I am from the three life-altering orgasms I just experienced, I’m not sure if the sentiment came across as intended. Ledger fights a chuckle while raising a single eyebrow.
“Carry me away to youroffice,sir.”
Chapter eleven
Goddamn.I’m sitting here harder than I’ve ever been in my life, and I haven’t even touched her sweet cunt. The fact that I didn’t come in my pants just watching her writhe in my arms is honestly a miracle. At this point, I’ve pretty much trained my dick to last as long as necessary, but holding her in my arms while she fell apart had me almost losing control. Her soft, breathy moans are still undoing me.If you were mine, my ass. That girl has been mine since the moment I learned her name.
I look into Sloane’s hooded eyes as I open the door to my office. She wants me.I could take her right here, right now.I put aside my intrusive thoughts and, instead, set her down on the leather couch and grab her promised fluffy blanket as well as some water. As I’m walking back, I notice that the gloss has left her eyes, and they’re roaming around the room observantly.
“Ledger, where are we? This is a scenario room, right? I’ve…um…watched some things with casting couches and…”
I see the moment her eyes lock on the picture of me with my mom and siblings. Her breathing speeds up and her eyes go wide. Taking deep breaths, I motion for her to mimic me.
I wait until she’s breathing normally before I drop the bomb. “Sloane, this is my actual office.”
“Wait, what? You…You work here? Oh my God, are you some kind of sex worker? Ledger, what are you talking about?”
I rub my eyes and pinch my nose before I get too offended by the sex worker comment. I have to remember this is all new to her. Pulling a chair up in front of her, I remind myself that she didn’t even know sex clubs existed two hours ago, and I’m about to tell her I own one.
“Sloane, I own this club.” I pause to see her reaction, but she’s frozen in place, clearly waiting for me to elaborate. “I built it from scratch two years ago. I’m extremely proud of what I’ve done to create a safe place for people to come and express their sexuality and kinks, so I’m going to pretend you didn’t mean anything offensive by your sex worker comment.”
I watch her face to see if I can get a clue about what she might be thinking, but it’s still frozen. “Sloane?” I reach out to grab her hand and she doesn’t pull away, so I give a little squeeze. “Baby, talk to me.”
“I…I just don’t know what to say. I didn’t mean to offend you. This is all just so…different…”Of course, my girl's first thought is to apologize.
“Let’s talk about it, then. What do you want to know?”
“Everything,” she whispers, looking down at her hands like she’s too ashamed to look into my eyes. I can’t tell if that’s embarrassment from her inexperience or disappointment in who she thought I was.
Fuck, I hate this.
I’m about to start telling her about the club when she gasps. “Oh God, Dean!”
Okay, so that was not what I expected to come out of her mouth.
“What?”
“Ledger, I’m still in a relationship! I just cheated. Oh my God, I'm a cheater—”
I cut her off before she can spiral down that path any longer. “Sloane! You didn’t cheat on that piece of shit you call a boyfriend. You didn’t touch me. And technically, you are the one who touched yourself. Also, he’s beenactuallyfucking other women since you’ve been together.”
“What?” Her eyes cut to mine. “How would you even know that?”
How do I proceed with this? I’m not sure how well she’ll take the truth.Oh, you know, I’m basically a CIA-level hacker and have been stalking you and everyone you interact with since the moment I met you.
“I’m very good with computers. I can find out anything and everything about anyone I want. I’ve been following that scum for weeks, making sure he didn’t hurt you.”
I let her sit for a minute to wrap her head around everything that she’s just learned. God, sometimes I feel like such an idiot. This was the absolute worst time to bring Dean’s cheating to light. This girl just walked past kink exhibition after kink exhibition, seeing things I doubt she has even imagined before in an establishment she didn’t even know existed. She experienced her first orgasm that wasn’t completelyself-administered. And now I’ve dropped a bomb that destroys her reality even further.
She finally opens her eyes, but she’s staring up toward the ceiling. “I don’t understand what you just said.”
“I really shouldn’t have told you about Dean. It was…”
