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Story: Long for Me

I deepened the kiss, devoured her, showed her with my mouth what I wanted to do to her later when she was spread before me. Bound and dominated.

Claimed.

Mine.

She pulled back, fingertips covering her lips, her chest rising and falling harshly, as if she’d been close to coming again. “Bennett, sir.” A mewl of pleasure falling from her delicate throat.

“Sub.” I groaned, spread my fingers wider at the back of her head, pressed my fingertips into her scalp and held her in place. “Say, yes.”

I put the full force of my meaning in my eyes so she’d know my full intent wasn’t saying yes to the job, but tome.

She covered my mouth with her fingers, the ones that were just on her lips. I kissed them gently as her lips tipped up into a grin.

“When I said I needed to talk, I only had one question.”

“What is it?”

“When we’re at work, will we still be under contract?”

When. She’d said when. Not if she took the job.

Heat suffused my chest. Victory burned deep in my lungs.

“Yes.” I cupped her cheek, leaned closer. “I plan on fucking you many times on my desk, on yours. I want the memory of you on your knees in front of me while I work. The contract remains Rebecca, always. The only time it will not come into play is when we’re making decisions that affect business. Then, I will only require your intelligence and your creativity and your organization. But after...”

I let the sentence linger with a wicked look, one she took immediately.

Swallowing slowly, she pulled back from me and reached for her champagne. “Your offer is very lucrative. Too much, I would say, especially financially, I would suspect.”

“You’re worth every penny.” Her contract was fair. It was a significant raise for her, but it wasn’t too shocking for anyone in a similar position.

“It’s more than I ever could have hoped for, Bennett. I never had career aspirations. I just wanted a simple life, a safe one with enough money so I could live comfortably.”

I took her hand and settled it on my thigh, squeezing her firmly. “Are you debating because I’m offering you too much?”

The thought was so laughable I forced myself to bite it back.

Her gaze flickered to my shoulder, then out the windows, red creeping up her neck to her cheeks. “I’m nervous because you’re offering me more than I ever wanted, and it seems too good to be true.”

I tugged her toward me, my forehead against hers. “Sweet, sweet sub. Those depths of you I said I’d never get tired of mining? I feel like I just dug a bit deeper. Trust me on this, Rebecca.”

“I do,” she said, her voice thick with emotion. “That’s what scares me.”

I kissed her. Pressed my lips to hers and then forced her mouth open to devour her. I explored the cavern of her mouth, holding her against me until she whimpered and shifted on her chair to move closer to me.

A quiet, clearing throat broke us apart and I pulled back, grinning at her. God, she was beautiful. Stunned and vulnerable and so fucking sexy my dick was rock hard.

“We’ll eat, and then we’ll go to my place. There’s more I want to do to you tonight.”