“Good girl. Take it slow.”
An inch at a time, I take his cock. My nerve endings scream in a dizzying new kind of pleasure. It’s a dark, twisted sensation that plays on everything I never wanted to admit about myself.
“Your turn,” I whisper, taking a chance.
“You sure?”
“Yes. Just go slow.”
The line between pleasure and pain blurs as Kane takes over, keeping my clit buzzing at the same time he fills my ass and retreats, over and over.
My pussy soaks the desk, and my throat grows hoarse from screaming his name.
When I finally come, every inch of my skin seems to shimmer with the sensation. I feel like I’m floating off the desk, and then Kane roars as he pumps his climax into my ass.
After he cleans me up, he carries me to bed, and I know for certain that this is exactly what I needed.
41
Temperance
Sunday afternoon, after I hit a good stopping point on my commissioned piece for Yve, I get a text.
Ariel:You coming over? My skills are at your disposal.
Kane’snot going to like me having my hacker friend dig into Giles, but he’s not here for me to tell. He left a half hour ago in a Land Rover to “run a few errands,” which I assume means he’s out doing something more than just getting groceries. But I trust him, and I didn’t ask questions. Instead, I kissed him good-bye and told him I loved him.
Now I wish I’d asked more questions, so at least I would know how long he’s going to be gone.
I shoot Ariel a text saying I’ll be on my way in a half hour, and one to Kane telling him I’m going to Ariel’s for some girl time.
She responds with an address and a string of emojis, but Kane doesn’t respond at all.
You better be safe,I think,or I’ll kill you myself.
I take a quick shower and throw my hair up into a messy bun before pulling on cutoffs and a black tank top. To be safe, I take the Audi I know has bullet-resistant glass and armored doors.It’ll make Kane feel better about me not being here when he gets back,I tell myself.
When I pull up to the gate in front of the address Ariel sent me, I realize I truly had no idea what I was getting into with her. It’s not a house back there, it’s a mansion.
I give my name to the person on the other end of the speaker box, and the gate swings open.
I park at the end of the long driveway, on a cement pad off to the side, so as not to block the massive garage or the entrance to the house.
Ariel yanks the door open before I’m out of my car. “You made it!”
I make my way up to the entrance, trying to reconcile the monstrous house with the messy bun andHangry Hangry HippoT-shirt Ariel is wearing.
“You seriously are a baller, aren’t you?”
She smirks. “I’m a CEO, and my companies make cool shit. Ergo, I make a pile of cash. The house was a rental, but I fell in love with it. Wouldn’t you know that the mysterious Mr. Mount decided he was cool selling it to me?”
“Wait—” I glance at the beautiful entryway, modern and sleek, with a different eye. “This was Mount’s house?”
She nods. “Apparently one of them he didn’t use anymore. And even though I’ve dismantled his security system and installed my own, I still wonder if he can see everything that happens in here. That dude is freaking scary.”
She has no concept of just how scary he is. All I do is nod in agreement.
“And yet, your former bossmarriedhim and lived to tell about it.”