Page 68 of Dignity

“What if I want to see her alone?”

“That’s not an option right now.This is going to get really old really fast for both of us if you don’t learn to stop questioning me.”

“How am I supposed to do my job if I have to clear everything through you?”

“Youdon’t. Your job is yourjob. But outside of work? You aremine. Period. There is no negotiating on this, Kev.”

I blink first. I’m always going to blink first, and I know it.

And he knows it.

“Well?” he asks.

I nod. “Yes, Sir.”

Like that, I’m back in his arms and he’s kissing me, and I can’t even remember why I was upset. “My good boy,” he softly says. “Look at that, baby, how easy that was,hmm? Just give me what I want and I promise I’ll take care of you.”

Fuuuuuck. My cock throbs in my jeans.

I see the sadist return to his expression, his gaze narrowing as he reaches down and palms my bulge. “Callher,” he softly says. “Call Lauren right now and set up the meeting, here, this afternoon. Tell her you need to talk to her.”

With trembling fingers I dig my phone out of my pocket and call up her number from my contacts.

He sinks to his knees with the most evil smile I’ve ever seen a human being wear and deftly unfastens my belt and jeans.

As Lauren answers the call, my cock disappears tothe balls inside Chris’ mouth.

“Hey, sweetie,” she says when she answers.

I softsqueakescapes me. I have to swallow before I can speak. “H-hey, Laur.”

“How you doing?”

Chris pulls back to the head and swirls his tongue around it before deep-throating me again, his eyes burning holes through me.

“I-I’m o-okay.”

“You don’t sound okay.”

I clear my throat. “Sorry, dry th-throat from the flight.”The evil sadist slowly pulls off to the head again, teasing me with his tongue. “Listen, can you stop by on your way home today so we can talk?”

“Yeah, sure. Want me to grab Orin’s so we can eat?” I know he can hear her because the townhouse is quiet and he’srightfreakingthere, sucking my cock.

He gives me a little shake of his head without dislodging my cock from his mouth.

“No thanks,maybe another night.”

“What’d you want to talk about?”

“I—” I have to swallow back the moan as his tongue traces the tip of my cock, flicking along the slit “I have some news I want you to hear first. I got a job.”

“Really? That’s great! Where, down in Florida?”

“No, here in DC. Look, I need to run, text me when you’re on the way, okay?”

“Sure, hon. Should be there in about an hour. Loveyou.”

“Love you, too.” I feel a little bit of satisfaction at the thunderclouds that appear in Christopher’s gaze at hearingthat. He sucks, hard, and I barely get theendbutton thumbed when my balls tighten and I spill into his mouth with a moan.