Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44746 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44746 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
“Good girl,” he says. “Get yourself together and go home. I expect to see you bright and early tomorrow.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I whisper.
The look in his eye tells me that was the exact right response.
He turns and leaves his office, grabbing his briefcase and his jacket and pausing just a moment to look back at me before disappearing out into the hall.
I stay there for a while, getting myself together, trying to make sense of what just happened.
Daddy….
Maybe he really does own me.
And maybe I really do like it.
6
Leon
That taste of her tight little delicious cunt lingered on my lips for days afterward.
If there’s one thing I’m good at, it’s knowing someone’s limits. Paige needs time to digest what happened between us, to come to grips with how she felt about it… before I can take her further.
And so I keep things professional for a few days. Even if whenever I see her, all I can think about is ripping off her clothes and fucking her raw. Or making her crawl across the room until she takes my cock deep into her throat. Or bending her over the conference room table and spanking her ass until she’s literally dripping wet and pleading with me to fuck her.
But no, she’s not ready for that.
One added bonus is that she does go back to being a little more obedient. Maybe not quite what she was before, which was perfectly serviceable and professional, but she’s not outright lashing out at me when I’m hard on her.
I think she keeps expecting it again. She keeps wondering when I’m going to get another taste of that exquisite body. She wants it and every time she looks at me, she can’t help but think about how it felt to really give in to me.
I let her linger there for three days. Life goes on, business continues, we keep working together. My coffee arrives on time, she does good work… but it’s always there, hanging between us.
Until day three, I get a call from Maxime early in the morning. When we hang up, I summon Paige into my office.
“I need you tonight,” I say to her.
She blinks in surprise. She’s wearing a smart little blazer with a long-sleeve white shirt underneath and a pair of form-fitting slacks. “Tonight?” she asks, and I think she has something dirty in mind.
Good girl.
“Maxime invited me to a movie premiere,” I say, leaning back in my chair. She relaxes a little bit which only makes me smile. “It’s for this little documentary about prairie dogs or something. Wants me to bring you.”
“Okay,” she says. “So we’re going on a date.”
“Something like that.”
She smiles hesitantly. “Dress code?”
“Casual,” I say, “but nice.”
She sighs. “That’s not descriptive.”
“Wear a dress. Something I can easily take off.”
She lets out a surprised little yelp and blushes. “Seriously?”
“Seriously.” I laugh at her reaction. “Not that I’ll be undressing you at a movie premiere.”
She sighs and glares at me. “Understood. Anything else, sir?”
“That’ll be all. Thank you, Paige. I’ll pick you up at seven.”
She nods once and leaves my office. I sit there with a smile on my face and can’t wait for the day to end.
My car parks outside of her apartment. I send her a text then wait for her to come down.
She appears a minute later, and yes, sure enough, she’s wearing a dress. It’s simple and black with a slightly deep V neckline and stops about an inch above her knees. It shows off just a taste of her beautiful breasts and just a touch of her perfect legs.
She looks fucking stunning.
I open the door for her and help her inside. She gets herself situated and we head off into the night.
“I was thinking,” she says as we weave into traffic. “Why would they invite me to this thing?”
I raise an eyebrow at her. “I’m not following. You’re supposedly my girlfriend.”
“Right, right, but I’m your secret girlfriend. Remember?”
I purse my lips slightly. “True.”
“And they know that. I mean, we made it clear. So why would they invite me to a public event?”
“It’s a small movie.”
“Even still, press will be there and people know who you are.”
I frown then. “That’s a good point.”
“I think this is a test.”
I sigh and lean back in my seat. “I don’t want to think that.”
“I don’t either, but I can’t help myself.”
“You’re paranoid.”
“Shouldn’t I be? I mean, we are faking this.” She pauses a second, eyebrow raised. “Right?”
“Mmm,” I say softly and look out the window.
She has a point. It’s odd that they’d invite my secret girlfriend to a public function where reporters and people I might know would see it. Fucking hell, I can’t believe this didn’t occur to me sooner.
“So what’s the test then?” I ask her. “Are they seeing if you show up or if you don’t?”
“I’m not sure,” she admits.