His voice is almost a growl.
“No more questions. I have work to get back to.”
With that, he tugs me alongside him as we leave the news crew behind. He pulls me through the building, up a flight of stairs, and into an office. I yelp in surprise as he picks me up and sets me on the desk, rougher than normal.
“Whose office is this?” I ask, taking in the desk I’m sitting on, the computer, and shelves along the wall.
“Mine.”
“You have an office at Greenspan?”
“No. But I own everything inside this building, including this office.”
Asher flicks the lock on the door and gives me an appraising look filled with heat and scorching anger.
“You lied to me, Ella,” he growls. “You went behind my back and defied me. And you roped my brother into your scheme.”
“I did it to protect you and Greenspan.”
“I don’t need you to protect me.”
“But you protect me. Am I not allowed to do the same for you?”
Asher prowls toward me, leaning down in my space until I’m pressed back against the desk, propped on my elbows.
“No. I don’t care if it’s toxic or sexist or misogynistic or all the above. You are mine to protect, not the other way around. And I will not have you putting yourself in harm’s way.”
I scoff. “I wasn’t in harm’s way. It was a simple tour and interview. Security was present as well as you and Declan. I was more than safe.”
“But the fallout could put you in danger.”
“We’ve already covered this. I’m on Yegor’s and Sergei’s radar. This interview isn’t going to change that.”
“But it will anger them more than they already are.”
“But it will also make them think twice about their actions. With the public’s eyes on Greenspan, they can no longer work in the shadows to try to destroy it.”
“You’re lucky you have a good fucking point,” he growls, nipping at my earlobe. “But as it stands, I’m still furious.”
“And what are you going to do about it, Mr. Langford?” My voice is breathy and full of need. Daring him to take what he wants in retribution.
“I’m going to fuck that defiance right out of you. But only after I make you choke on my cock. On your knees, Ella.”
I hide my excitement and do as he says, slipping off the desk and lowering myself to my knees before him. For anyone else, I would take his harsh words as an insult and would refuse to obey his commands. But for Asher, fuck if I can keep myself from complying. Just as he said, I don’t care if it’s toxic or sexist,I’ll gladly get on my knees for this man, even if it’s for punishment.
Without preamble, he undoes his belt and unzips his pants.
“Open up, pretty girl.”
I do, and without mercy, he shoves his massive cock into my mouth, hissing and groaning as soon as it’s inside. He rocks his hips, furiously fucking my mouth as promised. I take him in, using my hand to palm his base, since there’s no way I can fit all of him inside me. I suck him with everything I have, gagging when he hits the back of my throat. But I don’t care about the tears that track their way down my cheeks from my watering eyes or the punishing way Asher slams into my mouth. This man is hot as sin, and even hotter when he’s angry.
Abruptly, he pulls out of my mouth and hauls me to my feet. Then he picks me up and sets me on the desk again, pressing me down until my back is flush with the surface. He leans over me and shoves my skirt up over my hips.
“I’m not coming down your throat. Not today. I’m going to come by punishing this pussy. And when I’m inside you, I want you to remember who you belong to. And I want you to promise me that you’ll never defy me again.”
He grabs my panties and atearrips through the air as he shreds them in his hands. He lines his cock up with my entrance, but before he can slide in, I close my knees as much as I’m able with my legs wrapped around him.
“Wait,” I say.
