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“You remember your safe word,” Kingston says, unlocking the door next to us.

I nod.

He steers me into the room with his body.“And when your sinful mouth is stuffed full of my fingers or my cock, you know to tap my arm or leg if you need a break.”

I nod again.

“I’d say you’re a good girl, Ella, but you’re not.”He pulls the door closed behind him, but he doesn’t let me go any farther into the room—he holds me by my wrist.“You’re not a good girl by a long shot.One last chance—open your mouth and lick my finger clean.”

“No.”

He pushes me against the wall with his hips and legs, then grips my chin, forcing my mouth open.I’m secretly thrilled, but I try to push him away.It’s all part of the game.I know I can say “red” at any point.I know I can make this stop immediately.

But I want him to force this—force me.

He shoves his finger between my lips.I start to scrape my teeth over him and he holds my chin tighter.“You bite me, you’ll fucking regret it, little girl.”

I have more power than that, though—I swirl my tongue over his digit, doing as he asked, licking my arousal from his skin.

He groans and lowers his forehead to mine.His cock is hard through his clothes, pressed against my lower stomach.

Without warning, he turns me around so I face the wall.I have to throw my hands against it to keep from banging my face, but I can feel him close, making sure I’m unharmed, even when he’s being rough.

His hands skim down the sides of my body, then up and under my dress again.

“You’re acting”—he says, yanking my panties down—“like you somehowlostmy attention.Little girl, you havealwayshad my attention.From the first time you set a foot in my office building, I saw you.”

There’s a clinking sound as he unfastens his belt, and then his pelvis is against my ass, his cock pushing between my thighs.I’m dripping for him, so aroused my legs shake with the effort of holding myself up.

“I can feel how soaked you are,” he says.

“It’s all for you,” I say.

“You sure?It’s not for those assholes on the dance floor?”

“No, Daddy, it’s all for you.”

“Because you wereverynaughty.So fucking hot, dancing out there in this grown-up dress, showing off your body, your curves.”He squeezes my hip.“I watched you.Whose cock did you want in your cunt, after that display?One of theirs?Any one of them would have happily brought you up here to fuck you.Do you want one of their cocks?”

“No, Daddy,” I say.“I only want your cock.”

“And where do you want it, baby girl?”

“In my pussy.Please, Daddy.”I’m going to combust if I don’t get it.Every beat of my heart sends an aching lust through my body, centered in my needy pussy.

He enters me in one hard thrust.

“Yes,” I groan.

He traces my lips with his fingers before pressing them into my mouth again.“Mine,” he says.“You’re on my mind so much, it’s amazing I get any work done at all.I love you, little girl.And teasing me, acting out?You’ll get what you want—punishment.And you might not always like it.”

Well, I likethis.Surrounded by him, pressed against the wall, his cock filling my pussy, his fingers in my mouth, stroking my tongue.His breath warm against my ear, his teeth scraping against my neck.

Possessive.Punishing.

I want more.

I try to rock my hips back, but he doesn’t start thrusting yet.Instead, he leans back enough to bring his free hand around, under my dress, to cup one of my breasts.