Page 3 of Leverage & Obedience

“Well, this is unexpected,” he says slowly. “You’re not afraid to be direct.”

I drag my eyes up to his, and smirk. “Why not mix pleasure with business?”

This is all bullshit. I’ve never done anything remotely like this before, and I have no idea where this bravery is coming from. But from the way he’s drumming his fingers on the armrest, I know it’s working.

His gaze drops to my breasts again. Oh yeah, this is happening.

“Do you need to get back to work,” he asks, “or do you have time for a special assignment right now?”

“I have nothing to do this morning except attend to your needs.”

His eyes go hungry.

“Before this goes any further, we need to discuss a few things.”

My pulse hammers as I nod. It doesn’t really matter what he says since I’ve already decided I’m willing to risk getting fired to fuck this man.

“No one can know about this.”

“Of course,” I breathe, and he pauses at my tone before his lips twitch.

“Good girl.”

Two words, and he’s hit every button I have.

“Also, we both need to understand that this is only for fun. Nothing more. Your job isn’t dependent on you doing anything with me, and if one of us wants to stop, we stop with no hard feelings. I want to maintain a positive work environment.”

“What happens if I don’t please you?” I bite my bottom lip.

His eyes drift to my mouth. “You’ll keep trying until you do.”

Holy hell, this man is going to wreck me.

“Lily, do you understand the rules?”

I nod.

“Say it.”

I lift my chin. “I understand the rules, Mr. Harrison.” His eyes narrow, just enough. Shit. “Yes, sir.”

“One last thing. Use the color system—green means go, yellow to slow down, red to stop completely.”

He’s setting up a safeword. He’s had subs before.

“I don’t plan on using yellow or red.”

A slow grin spreads across his face. “Then are you ready for your assignment?”

“Yes, sir.”

He stands, walks to the door, and locks it before closing the blinds. “Calling me sir is fine when we’re alone, but in front of everyone else, I’m Bren.”

When he moves in front of me and puts his hands on his belt, anticipation hums through me.

“Do you want me to give you a blowjob?” I ask. Apparently, I’ve lost every filter I’ve ever had.

“No. Not this time.” He unbuckles his belt. “I want to fuck your tits. Unbutton your blouse.”