“Stop.” The command in her voice startled me. I realized I’d shut my eyes to savor the pleasure from that small contact. “Did I say you could use my knee to get yourself off?”
“I wasn’t—”
The look in her eyes was enough to make me shut up.
“I think you’ve got the wrong idea here,omega.” Her words were slow, calculated. “You seem to think you’re in charge.”
I watched her nostrils flare.
“What you want is inconsequential,” she continued. Her fingers loosened from my hair, trailing over my jaw to caress my cheek. “What matters is my pleasure.”
What a selfish fucking asshole—
Even as the thought tripped through my mind, something inside me quivered at the note of unrivaled authority in her voice. Each word from her lips was like a string, invisible and taut, pulling me closer and weakening every part of me.
Her thumb found my lips, tracing the bottom curve.
“Isn’t that right, Ms. Nayak?” she asked, watching every flicker of emotion cross my features. “You exist only to please me.”
I had lost control of the situation. When I’d initiated this fun and flirty interlude, I’d thought it would be a way to throw my control freak boss off her high horse, but she’d turned the tables all too easily.
The twinkle in her eye told me exactly how much she reveled in my annoyance.
“Say it,” she breathed, challenge rife in her tone. “Say you exist only to please me and I’ll give you what you so desperately want.”
Her fingers slipped away from my mouth and landed on the obscene display of her hard cock beneath the thong. I watched with anger and lust boiling in my belly as she slipped her fingers into the thin waistband and tugged the skimpy piece of fabric down.
On instinct, I lurched forward, but her palm fell against my forehead, holding me back.
“Say it.” There was no room in her voice for pleas and bargains. “Say what I want to hear, Ms. Nayak.”
“I…”Fuck, the words refused to part from my lips. I watched as her fingers curled over her cock, stroking, squeezing, as each long breath tumbled out of her. A drop of slick pearled at her tip, dripping down and lubricating her grip.
“I exist to please you.”
The words emerged in a rush, barely discernible against the heady feeling of my need.
“Come here, omega,” she said, the endearment a throaty purr. “Get your reward.”
Chapter Seven
Aiven
I had never seen something as pretty as Dessi—Ms. Nayak,I corrected myself—kneeling between my thighs, her lips wet with anticipation. She had always been too headstrong and straightforward for her own good, but coming on to me this way, twirling her curls and batting her eyelashes…
It was a silly move.
She’d worked for me for too longnotto know I’d eventually take control—wrench it from her fingers and keep it for my own. It was my nature to bark orders, not obey them.
Despite her outward irritation, I knew from the sweetness in the air that she enjoyed a little bit of bossing around. No matter what she believed, I knew her all too well.
Her soft heart would one day be her downfall, if her mouth didn’t get her in trouble first.
“I shouldn’t be doing this,” she whispered against the aching length of my cock, each word a little tickle along the sensitive skin. “Right?”
ShouldIbe the voice of reason? Surely not. Especially whenshewas the one initiating this little foreplay.
Instead of replying, I leaned back against the couch, watching as desire tightened every inch of her dewy dark skin.
