Page 37 of High Rise Secrets

I walk over to him, and he turns in his seat, facing me. I settle in between his legs and take another ostentatious bite as I rest my hand on his thigh. “Ethan—”

A quiet knock on the door stops me, and I pull away from him to answer it. Lia and Landry are standing there, large smiles on their faces. She’s wearing a long coat tied around the middle that she definitely wasn’t wearing when she came by earlier.

I give her a knowing smirk. “You kids have fun tonight?” I look to Landry. “Were you a good sailor?” Lia bites her lip, nodding her head as Landry snorts a laugh. I lean close so only Lia can hear. “Any chance of me getting another niece?”

She crosses her fingers and holds them in front of her face. “Fingers crossed. We’ll see.”

Lia walks into my apartment and pulls a sleeping Aliana into her arms as Landry takes apart the Pack N Play. “Thanks so much for watching her tonight. I hope we didn’t ruin your plans too much,” Landry says, looking at Ethan.

“No, just trying to get some work done. It was no problem, man,” Ethan says. They give one another a weird fist-bump, handshake thing, and I kiss Aliana on top of her head as they walk out the door, leaving me and Ethan alone. I give him a bedazzling smile and turn on my heel, walking to my bedroom.

He doesn’t follow, but when I lean seductively against the wall in the living room, wearing a pair of thigh highs, garter belt, red thong, and matching bra, he perks right up. A low moan leaves his throat, and I glance down to his crotch, his bulge becoming more prominent. His feet hit the floor, and he’s moving toward me before I think he even realizes what he’s doing.

“Want a free show?” I pop my hip out and place my hands on my hips, giving him an unobstructed view of my skimpy outfit. He stops in front of me when I put my hand on his chest. “There are rules you need to follow, Mr. Freeman.”

He licks his lips, and his Adam’s apple bobs. “Like what?” His voice is deep and gravelly. I smile inwardly at how quickly I can turn him on. I turn, giving him full access to look at my backside as I point to a seat in the middle of my room.

“Sit down, Mr. Freeman.” He sits and I pull some silk off my bed. “There is to be no touching... yet. Hands behind your back.” He smirks but compiles.This is easier than I thought it would be.I tie the silk around his wrists, binding him to the chair.

“Any other rules,MadamEmber?” he asks as I stand in front of him again.

I turn on some music, ignoring his question, and start swaying my hips. It’s been a long time since I’ve put on a show for someone while not at the club. It’s exciting for me to have this experience with him. He’s not a paying customer. He’s here because he wants to be, and that thought sends a jolt of heat down my spine that settles between my legs.

His pupils are blown as I dance around him, rubbing myself against his arm, and moaning in his ear. When I reach my hand down over the bulge in his pants, he starts pulling at the restraints.

“Tsk, tsk, Mr. Freeman. You’re not playing by the rules if you’re trying to break free.”

“Addy, please, let me touch you.” He thrusts his hips up as I straddle him, holding my weight off him, brushing my covered breasts against his chest.

I start unbuttoning his shirt, ignoring his plea, and run my fingers over his muscular chest, taking in my fill of him. I grind down on him, and he tosses his head back in pleasure. I rub myself back and forth, inching my hands down his body until they settle on his belt buckle. After unclasping it, I undo the button and zipper, freeing him from his confines, then slide off his lap and kneel in front of him.

“Jesus, Addy,” he groans. The corded muscles in his neck and shoulders are taut as he struggles against the bindings.

I give him a little lick, just a taste before I scoot back and settle on the floor in front of him. I spread my legs, feeling my arousal over my panties. “Since you wouldn’t take care of me earlier, you can watch how I take care of myself now.” His cock bounces and he groans in frustration.

“Please, Addy,” he says, tugging harder at the restraints.

“Never thought I’d get to hear the big CEO Ethan Freeman beg. I rather like it. Do it again.” I pull my panties to the side and rub my hardened clit how I like best, drawing my pleasure out. I lean my head against the wall but never take my eyes off him.

“Addison, I swear to God, if you don’t let me out of this—”

Before he even finishes his sentence, I hear the material rip, and then he’s out of his seat so fast I barely have time to move. He pulls me to my feet and lifts me like I weigh nothing. I wrap my legs around his lean waist as he presses my back against the wall. My breath leaves my mouth, but he is quick to replace it, his lips attaching to mine in a searing kiss.

I help him adjust my hips as he pulls my panties to the side and slams me down on his length.Yes, finally. Having him fill me is like coming home. I need everything about this man. I claw at his back, trying to gain purchase as his lips trail down to my neck. He licks and sucks at my fluttering pulse as I squeeze around him.

He groans but doesn’t slow down. My breath hitches, and I don’t even have time to warn him I’m coming, it hits me so fast.

“Ethan,” I gasp as he thrusts hard a few more times, finally emptying into me. He holds me against the wall, both of us catching our breaths as I play with his hair. I kiss his head, cheeks, and finally his lips before he sets me down on my feet.

“You ever touch that pussy of yours again without me saying so, or you’ll regret it,” he warns.

I almost want to disobey just to see what the punishment will be.

“Promises, promises,” I tease. “Let’s get clean so we can finish work.”

He pulls me into his embrace. “How about we get clean and then get dirty a few more times instead?”

“What about work?”