She looks over her shoulder, dropping her chin as she smirks at me, fluttering her sultry eyes. “I suppose you’re not the only one who knows how to tease.”
I smack her ass, causing her body to fly forward on the desk before I tug her back against me, pressing my hard length against the crease of her cheeks. “You’ve been teasing me for years, Little Vice. Don’t get things confused.” I can’t stop myself from squatting, running my lips over the curve of her luscious ass before sinking my teeth into her skin. “When I get home this evening, I want you in my bed with nothing but this plug. Bring your other toys, too, and don’t forget the lube.”
Her breath hitches before she moans, “Yes, sir,” on an exhale.
I nip at her again before standing and lowering her skirt back over her hips. I run a hand up her spine, bringing it around her neck before I grasp her throat like a collar and pull her body intomine so she’s flushed against my chest. “Is that the only plug you have?”
She shakes her head, gasping as my teeth nick her ear. “It came in a pack,” she says shakily. “Three different sizes. This is the largest one.”
“Fuck,” I hiss. “You’ve been wanting this for a while, haven’t you? You’ve been stretching yourself for me?”
She nods, pulse wild against the palm of my hand. “They vibrate too. Remote controlled.”
“Did you bring the remote with you today? Was this all planned?”
She nods, and my cock pulses.
“You are my perfect little whore, aren’t you?” I kiss her jaw. “So clever. So needy.” I lower my hand from her neck, holding it out in front of her with my palm up. “Give me the remote, Little Vice.”
Her body trembles as she reaches into the front pocket of her skirt and pulls out a small black rectangle with three buttons. On/Off, an up arrow, and a down arrow.
I press the power button, and though I don’t hear the buzz, the way Elena gasps and her entire body goes rigid tells me it’s working.
“How’s that feel, baby?”
“Oh… Ohmygod,” she breathes. “I’ve never tried the vibration before and it’s…” Her head falls back, eyes clenching shut. “Wow.”
I click the up arrow twice and she folds over, slamming her fist against my desk. “Augustus,” she cries. “Oh, my God, that’s…”
I immediately turn it off. “Too much?”
She catches her breath before lifting her head and looking at me with espresso-colored eyes. “No, but if you keep that up, your little worker out there is going to know exactly what’s going onin here.” Tongue in cheek, she adds, “You well know how loud I can be, and I don’t feel a particular need to be quiet when it’s her who’s listening.”
“So jealous,” I whisper, pressing my lips to hers. “Go home and get ready for me.” She nods, moving to take the remote from my hand. I tsk, snatching it back. “No play time without Daddy, baby girl.”
Her jaw drops, blinking rapidly. I offer her a smile, throwing open my office door and beckoning her to follow me out. While she’s behind me, I pull out my phone and quickly type out a text message to her—a request for later. As I round the corner that leads from the back hallway to the main floor, I catch Maggie sitting at the front desk.
Her bright red lips pout, and short black curls bounce as she flies out of the stool behind the counter. “I didn’t know you were here alread—” She stops abruptly when Elena appears behind me. “Oh. H… Hi.”
“Hi.” Elena tosses her a saccharine smile. “I’m Elena, by the way.”
“Maggie,” she murmurs, slumping back into the stool. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”
“I know.” Elena walks toward the door, crooking her finger at me to follow. I know it’s a display of possession over me, and fuck if it’s not the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my goddamn life. I step right into her, and her eyes simmer as she runs a hand up my chest before gripping the collar of my flannel, hauling her mouth to mine. The kiss is brazen and wanton, making a loud display of her ownership of me. Running her tongue over the seam of my lips, she pulls back, but doesn’t drop her hold. “I’ll see you at home tonight, okay, baby?”
That’s it, Little Vice. Lay your claim on me.
“I’ll be there as quickly as I can,” I whisper against her lips, kissing her again before pulling back and heading to the cabinetbehind the desk to grab supplies and begin preparing for my appointment.
“Could’ve done so much better than her,” Maggie mutters as I reach the desk and Elena opens the front door. The words were quiet, but not enough, pure envy and disappointment dripping from her voice.
I pause, spinning to see if Elena heard, too, and by the expression on her face, she absolutely did. If she were an animated character, steam would be funneling out her ears as all her skin turned crimson. Instead, I find narrowed eyes and a set jaw, but the look says everything it needs to.
She’s a vicious little thing. Fuck. I’m hard again.
Taking a step back inside the building, Elena seethes, “I’m sorry. I didn’t quite hear you. Do you want to speak a little fucking loud—” She gasps, stumbling against the door as I flick the vibrator in her ass to the lowest setting. She looks to me, eyes bulging as her mouth snaps shut.
Good girl, I mouth to Elena before I turn toward Maggie, leaning into the edge of the front counter. “You’re a great worker, Maggie. I appreciate what you do, and I like having you as a staff member,” I say softly. “But if I ever hear you speak about Elena again, you’ll be out of a job before you can finish the fucking sentence. Are we in agreement on that?”
