Langston stood tall once more, his fingers gliding over my cheek.
“Because that’s what I’ll be thinking about,” he said. “That’s all I seem to be able to think about.”
With that, he turned and left the room.
And for some stupid reason, my heart turned over as I replayed his words in my head again and again.
Thirty-One
BECAUSE OF LANGSTON’S INSTRUCTIONS FOR the next day, I went back on my original request and invited Jordan to go to lunch that day instead. He seemed thrilled that I’d changed my mind. Personally, I was quite happy with my decision because I looked forward to spending time with my new friend.
Plus, it seemed the best choice as far as I was concerned. For one, I was allowed to wear clothing today, so that was a good thing. On the other hand, I was intensely aware of the butt plug and the vibrator hidden beneath. It took a tremendous amount of focus not to think about them while I was having lunch with my friend.
“I see they’re keeping you busy,” Jordan said absently when we sat down at one of the empty tables in the sandwich shop. “Are you at least enjoying yourself?”
I nodded, unable to look him in the eyes.
“Well, I heard Langston and Landon talking and they seem rather impressed with you.”
My eyes shot up to his face. “Really?”
He nodded, a huge grin making his cheeks puff out. “Oh, yeah.” He opened his chips. “I also heard Justin telling someone on the phone that he was going to be limiting his travel for a while. He said he had something he needed to focus on in the office.”
My cheeks heated.
“I’m wondering if that has something to do with you.”
I had no idea how much Jordan knew about what was going on during the day. I knew he was curious, and I was almost positive he suspected something. How could he not when he’d seen so many secretaries come and go during his tenure with the company?
“One day, you’ll trust me enough to spill the beans,” he finally said when I didn’t respond. Surprisingly, he didn’t sound disappointed that I wasn’t laying it all out for him, which alleviated some of my guilt.
I shoved a chip into my mouth, not wanting to reveal all the details to my newfound friend.
His hand touched mine. “You won’t get any judgement from me, Luci. I promise. And I won’t push you either. But if you ever need someone to talk to, just know that I’m here.”
I nodded again. I really liked Jordan. He was so sweet to me.
“So…did you do anything interesting this weekend?” he asked, changing the subject.
This time I smiled, relaxing somewhat. “I did.” Groaning, I added, “I had breakfast with my parents.”
“Oooh. That sounds fun. Tell me all about it.”
So I did.
Unfortunately, that was the exact same moment that damn vibrator came to life.
•
The first lull in my day happened at four o’clock, so I went into Ben’s office to see if I could get him anything. Since he had asked me to stop by, I wanted to make sure I gave him the time he deserved.
He was typing furiously on his computer, but he motioned for me to come in.
His gaze darted up to me briefly, then back to his computer screen.
“Strip for me, gumdrop.”
For the second time that day, I removed my clothes and neatly placed them in one of the chairs across from his desk.
“Come over here,” he said, patting the top of his desk. “Give me another minute and I’ll be finished.”
I stood beside his chair, mindful of how I presented myself, and waited until he was through typing. He then placed his laptop on one of the shelves behind his desk and turned to face me.
“Lift your chin slightly,” he instructed. “But keep it at a respectful angle. When your presence is requested by a Dom, you need to keep in mind that you’re here for my pleasure, so you want to present yourself in the most pleasing manner.”
“Is that what this is?” I asked, unable to hold the question back.
He smiled, his eyes softening. “Honestly, I don’t know what this is, but I’m following Langston’s lead. He’s evidently trying to teach you something and I want to help you out.”
I nodded, adjusting my stance. I wasn’t sure I would ever get used to this, but I did notice I was paying more attention to my posture throughout the day now.
“Just like that. Very nice.” His big hands curled around my hips as he pulled me closer to him. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
I had no idea what to say to that.
“I was thinking about how generous you were this morning.”
“But you didn’t come,” I blurted.
His smile was slow and sexy as he looked up at me. “It’s not always about me, Luci. Sometimes it’s about…pleasing someone else. Does that make sense?”