I like this bossy side of her way too much as I bend down to kiss her lips just once, tasting myself there. I have to will my wall of self-control to stay firmly intact and not claim her mouth the way I want to.
“I don’t say please or thank you,” I whisper into her cum-covered lips to stop her from looking up at me like this, beautiful and absolutely fucking ruining me. “Now get the fuck out of my office and back to work.”
I expect her to get angry or fire back, but instead, she simply narrows her eyes and stands, slowly pushing her soaked panties down her legs as she does. She steps her high-heeled feet out of the wet fabric, before picking her dress up off the floor and shoving them both into my chest with a little push.
She stands before me naked and absolutely fucking perfect, and I realize she doesn’t have any ink. Her body is an unmarked masterpiece. She leans into me, eyes burning.
“Whatever you say,boss.” Her tone is calm and even. “Now cleanyourfucking mess,” she grits out before turning and walking out of my office, stark fucking naked.
I bring her panties to my face and breathe in her sweet scent, chuckling to myself.
Christ, this woman.
I kicked her out of my fucking office and instead of gaining the upper hand, I’m left standing here, half hard and asking myself what the fuck just happened.
Chapter 20
Mia
This fucking prick.
The hallway is empty as I head toward the dressing room to find a new outfit, and I force myself to focus on the feeling of freedom that came from dropping to my knees for him. Watching Aiden come undone was the most beautiful, unhinged thing I’ve ever seen, and I know now that I may be a weak spot for him. Which means this whole thing could play out well for me. If we’re pretending to be a couple, and he’s taking me home with him, I’ll be in his personal spaces. I have to be careful and do it right, but the more I think about it, the more I think Dagger just did me a favor.
There are a couple dancers changing when I enter the dressing room, but they don’t even look up. Everyone walks around this place half dressed, so no one even bats an eye as I change into clothing that covers my ass better since I now have no panties. A backless white top and a pair of high-cut soft black shorts fit perfectly.
I’m scolding myself for turning to mush under those hooded eyes the whole time but am willing to admit I am unable to fight him. And now I see exactly what gets him off—power and control. If I hadn’t just had his cock stuffed down my throat, I’d say he has small-dick syndrome, but it’s clear that isn’t the case. In fact, much to my annoyance, I don’t think I could dream up a more perfect cock if I tried. Long and thick, with those two enticing piercings. My mind drifts again to what they would feel like inside me…
I give my head a shake as I finish dressing. I have to find the will to stay in control, especially if he does take me to his home. The way he looked down at me with what I thought was adoration one second, then like I was wasting his time the next, is something I’ll never give him the chance to do again.
I need to remember I’m here for areason.
* * *
I don’t see Aiden for another two hours. And it isn’t until after ten thirty, when the place finally slows down, that the Almighty king emerges from the back, making his way over to me as I help Roz clean.
I stiffen when his hand grazes the open skin on my back. He leans down, and the feel of his hot breath on my neck sends the familiar clash of lust and anger surging down my spine. “You’re done working now.”
I don’t stop my wipe down of the chairs at the bar as I move away from his hand. “Didn’t get enough of telling me what to do in your office,boss?” I whisper so no one hears.
I don’t look up, and even though she can’t hear us, I can feel Roz watching us.
Aiden clearly doesn’t care. He swipes my braid off my neckand takes a deep breath in. “Not even fucking close,” he grits out, and my stomach erupts in butterflies no matter how hard I fight it.
Aiden drops his hand, so I turn to face him, placing my hands on my hips.
“We have rules to go over about this arrangement.” He points between us. “So, your shiftisdone,” Aiden commands.
I set my rag down and lean in. “I’m not leaving Roz hanging. I have to keep up a good relationship with her. She’s my boss too.”
Heat simmers in Aiden’s steely eyes at my defiance.
Sparks slink under my skin as his hand returns to my back and slides slowly upward to grip the back of my neck in a tight hold. So tight, I flinch. The urge to stab him with the pen on the bar in front of me almost wins. I clench my fist to stop myself from doing just that as he leans in, his lips at the base of my ear.
“Rule number one: Youwilldo what you’re fucking told. Make no mistake, Rhiannon, my kindness in saving you from a worse fate isn’t weakness.” He tightens his grip on my neck even more, and it takes everything in me to keep my legs from giving out. “Rule number two: I don’t wait.” He lets go of my neck and slides his hand back down to my waist.
“You have five minutes to join me. Donottest me.” And then he’s gone.
“You’re playing with fire,” Roz warns, coming closer. “Prez isn’t someone you want to fuck around with.”