I force my eyes open and turn my head, watching him.
Hunger blazes in his blue gaze. I have a feeling he’s not far from ordering me to my knees in front of him, right there in the backseat.
God help me, I’d do it, too.
I even lick my lips, my mouth watering.
Maybe I should have known all those years of Casey forcing me to take my own cum had a purpose behind them. Or was it a fortuitous happenstance?
Who knows, and who cares? My body is conditioned to expect pleasure when I comply, whether it’s a simulated cock coated in my own juices, or George’s cock fucking my mouth.
His hand slides down my abs, between my legs, a smile curling George’s lips as he taps all around the cage. The vibrations only make my cock harder, making me whine, needy and aching.
When his fingers find the lock he plays with it, jiggling it through my slacks. The bastard’s smile widens as my desperation blossoms.
Then he releases my hand and fishes his keys out of his pocket, the meaning clear.
Especially when he lays his hand over mine again, the keys between his palm and my hand.
On that keyring is the one that unlocks the chastity cage.
I have no clue when I’m going to be allowed relief. Before this, George took great pride in giving me release nearly as often as he could get me off.
As if reading my mind, he chuckles. When he speaks, it’s in a whisper I know the driver can’t hear. “There were lots of times I would make Ellen spend all day and evening worked up and horny before I allowed her to come that night.”
He squeezes my hand again, the keys digging into the back of mine and adding an additional hungry jolt to my cock’s response. “Take comfort in the fact that I never let my girl go to sleep at night unsatisfied. I make that same promise to you, as long as you’re with me and not Ma’am that night.” He cocks his head as he watches me. “And it amuses the absolutefuckout of me to see how horny you are right now.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
He withdraws his left hand and props his elbow against the seat, his head resting on his hand.
Smiling.
Thatsmile.
The cross between evil and amused and sexy, all rolled into one.
“Also means I have another way of taking any missteps you make at work out of your ass.Literally.”
Oh, shit.“Yes, Sir.”
“Can’twaitfor your next performance review.” His evil smile widens. “I’m going to tell Casey I want to handle itpersonally.”
I know I’m in for a wild ride from here on out. Although I greatly prefer this version of George to the nearly dead one we painstakingly nursed back to the land of the living.
That it helps quiet my own tortured soul is a bonus.
Chapter Nine
Then
Today, I rode to the office with Casey. That saves me a little gas money. Besides, riding in her Mercedes is great. I can think about what my life will be like once I’m in practice and earning.
Hell, staying in her house with her is a great motivator. She’s only lived in the new place a couple of years now, and it’s massive. It’s every bit as large as George and Ellen’s house, and they have three kids.
It’s Friday. Tonight when we prepare to leave the office, after I’ve gathered her laptop case, briefcase, and other items to carry for her, she also hands me her car keys.
“I’ll go put these in the car for you, ma’am.”
