Page 50 of Shades of Loyalty
When I finally realize what I just said, the harshness of my words hit me. It’s the truth, but God, it sounds so... terrible.
He stands up, walking around his desk before stopping in front of me. His curly hair falls over his face as he stares down at me.
I love it. I love feeling him take up my whole world.
“You really think Mary sees me as a father figure?” he whispers. The topic catches me off guard, but I nod.
“It’s just... I can’t have you act like you want to be part of my life and Mary’s, only to go off and marry another woman one day. I don’t want Mary to have false expectations of how you’ll treat her, or me.”
He nods. “Tell me to stop acting like this, and I will. I’ll treat you like any nurse, ignore you completely, never interact with your daughter again. You want that?”
I exhale, my breath shaky. “No. Not exactly.”
“Then tell me, pretty. What is it that you really want?”
I stare deep into his eyes. “I just... want you to take me. Own me.”
He stiffens, his eyes never leaving mine. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”
Then, suddenly, he crashes his lips onto mine, shoving me against the bookshelf. His hand protects my head from slamming against it, but he doesn’t let go of me.
Our kiss grows wilder with every second, his hands pulling me closer, giving me the urge to drown in his touch.The heat between my legs intensifies, especially as he groans into me.
“I do know,” I whisper when he gives me a second to breathe, only for him to crush his lips against mine once more.
“You’resogoing to regret it, pretty,” he growls, pressing me harder against the bookshelf. His body grinds against mine.
When he finally pulls back, both of us out of breath, I bite my lip. “Please, just... Take control of me. I need you, master.”
He’s shocked– just as much as he’s turned on.
I know he’s not used to this. But that makes it even more thrilling.
“I didn’t know you were such a needy whore, pretty.”
I bite my lip, realizing that this is finally happening. What I’ve been craving for years. “For you, I am.”
“That’s my good girl...”
I slowly rub my lower body against his, earning a low growl from him. He turns me on so much, doing the bare minimum.
“You wish I’d fuck you against this bookshelf right now, hm, baby?” he whispers in my ear.
I nod eagerly. “I need this, Daniel...”
“Don’t.”
“Hm?”, I look up, confused. What?
“Don’t say my name. Call me master again.”
I blush, suddenly aware of how I’ve been talking. I’ve been so caught up in the moment, I didn’t realize…
“I need you, master...”
He nods, his voice low. “Such a good fucking girl.”
I grab his hair, kissing him fiercely, wanting to devour him completely. Not wanting to stop. Wanting to stay in this moment forever.
