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She cried out, bucked her hips, and squeezed her pussy around his fingers. Almost lifting from the chair, she threw back her head and came with a series of wild, primitive pulses that made her whole body jerk almost violently. Bright lights flashed. Her ears rang with the sound of her own pleasure.

Still he stayed with her, extending the bliss.

And then she dropped back to the chair, pushing at him, squirming, the sensations suddenly too much.

He rose over her but kept his fingers buried deep. “You see,” he said, his damp lips hovering over hers. “It pays to do as you’re told and be a good girl for your brothers, doesn’t it?”

“Yes.” She was breathless, she could smell herself on his mouth. “It does. I see that now.”

He smiled, a wicked, sinful smile that promised so much more.

Chapter Eight

Hugh kissed her, softly, tenderly, while Clarice caught her breath post orgasm. He was a good kisser, delicate yet confident, and she held his jaw as he deepened their connection, feeling the movement of his stubble-rough cheek.

Still his fingers were inside her, absorbing the aftershocks of her climax.

“What about you?” she asked.

“What about me?”

“Don’t you want to come?”

“This visit was all about you.” He gently withdrew his fingers, then lifted her leg from the arm of the chair and set it next to her other one. He stood.

She wriggled and sat upright. “But you…I mean, we shouldn’t fuck, not really, because our parents are married, but in for a penny in for a pound, right?”

“It doesn’t work like that, Clarice.”

“What do you mean?”

“That was your reward for taking a step closer to getting your career on track. This isn’t about me.”

“But you…” She nodded at the big bulge in his trousers. “Must want to—”

“Of course I want to fuck you.” He pulled out his wallet. “But that’s not what I called round for.”

She stared up at him. Was his willpower, his commitment to this…this whatever it was with her—the punishment reward thing—so powerfully decided that he could ignore desire? “You’ve got a hard-on. I can see it.”

“Tell me about it.” He shifted from one foot to the other. A slight grimace creased his brow.

“And you’re going to waste it?”

“Seems that way. Here, I’ve booked you an appointment tomorrow.”

“An appointment?”

“Yeah, a place Parker and I use. It’s just around the corner from where you work.”

“Yeah, work. I have to work tomorrow. I can’t just leave and go to an appointment, duh.”

“Don’t duh me, little girl.” His jaw tightened, and his eyes narrowed. “That will see your ass reddened before you can say your full name.”

She frowned and pressed her lips together to hold in a smart retort. She didn’t fancy a spanking from Hugh. He’d be every bit as thorough as Parker, she was sure.

“You’re legally allowed to take time off for medical appointments,” he said.

“Medical appointment?” She sat forward and took the card.Benton Private Medical Care. “Why would I need a medical appointment?”

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