Page 61 of Scarred Heir
“See?”
“I don’t see anything.” I slammed my palm into the wall with enough force that the pictures rattled. “I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.”
“My point exactly.”
When she tried to duck under my arm, I blocked her with my body, wedging my knee against her thigh. “You’re not getting away.”
“I just want to go to some job interviews now that I have some nice clothes to wear.” She pushed her hair from her face. “I’m used to being independent. I don’t want to look pretty all the time and have no purpose.”
“Your purpose is to be whatever I need you to be.” I caressed her neck, sailing my fingers along her collarbone. “Right now, I need you close.”
She gazed down at the floor.
“But that doesn’t mean that I can’t meet you halfway.”
“What do you mean?” She looked up at me.
“This is a big place.” I continued to stroke her soft skin. “We can find something for you to do here.”
“Work here?”
“Then you can look pretty and wear your new clothes.” I smirked. “I like the idea of you being here with me.”
“A real job though. One where I get a paycheck.”
“I’ll pay you.”
She bit her lip and shook her head.
“I own the place. The money comes from me anyway.”
“What would I do?”
“Fuck me whenever I want.” I gripped her throat. “Wherever I want.”
“Milo.” She rolled her eyes. “I’m trying to get my life together.”
“I’m kidding.” I skimmed my lips across hers. “Kind of.”
“You’re lucky you’re so sexy.”
“What do you like to do?” I tugged on the ends of her hair. “Marketing, sales, customer service? Administrative work?”
“Marketing sounds interesting, but I have to learn about the business.” She pressed her back against the wall when I ran my tongue along her throat. “I might be good at administrative stuff.”
“You can start tomorrow.” I slipped my hand under her skirt and tugged at her panties, because all this talk about having her whenever I wanted had me ready to go. “But now we need to handle my business.”
“You want to have sex right here?”
“Anywhere I want.” I pulled her panties down her legs and guided her out of them. “Anytime I want, remember?” I kissed her neck as I hiked her skirt over her hips. “That’s a new term in our agreement.”
“You can’t keep adding conditions as we go.” She draped her arms over my shoulders. “I’m pretty sure your human resources department would frown upon that.”
“Not if I threaten their lives.”
“I do like having sex with you.” She licked the seam of my lips. “Quite a bit.”
“Then this job is going to work out well for you.”
