Page 21 of Enthrall Climax
I threw the strands back into the box and snapped the lid closed, forcing a smile at Dana—who stood at the entry to my cubicle.
“A gift.” I acted as though it was boring and threw the box back into the drawer.
“I’d like to discuss today’s meeting, Mia. Make sure we’re not missing anything.”
“Of course.” I kicked the drawer shut.
“Ten minutes?”
“Perfect.”
She headed back to her office.
My eyes snapped back to the drawer.
Sitting at my desk, I slipped off my panties as discreetly as possible and shoved them into my handbag. I retrieved the gift, holding the chains close to my chest as I dropped the box back into the drawer. Then I grabbed my phone.
Within a minute, I was hidden away in the luxury powder room stall with my skirt hiked around my waist and my fingers examining the delicate chain.
The three-stranded decoration was exquisite. I’d never seen anything like this before; the diamonds shimmied beautifully as I weaved them around my back gently so that they all met at the front near my pussy. I had to clip the three tiny prongs on either side of my labia to ease my folds apart. This was designed to reveal my sex. At the top where the strands met was a long row of more diamonds that dangled and teased my clit, sending tingles along it. This was going to distract the hell out of me and have me constantly turned on forhim.
My head bashed back against the door as I rode the first wave of pleasure caused by teasing the catches in place. I tried to steady my rapid breaths, my heart soaring with an intimacy that made me feel like Cole was right here.
I left the stall and headed over to the basin to wash my hands. After drying them, I grabbed my phone from where I’d left it on the corner table and texted Cameron:Master, it’s on.
My gaze rose to my reflection in the mirror. My cheeks were flushed.
Most excellent,he texted back.
Staring at my pink face and feeling the rippling below as those diamonds dangled deliciously, I exhaled through a pout and rode through this heady rush.
The door opened and I spun round to see Shay.
I tried to look nonchalant, assuming he was about to chastise me for leaving home without alerting him. I fluffed my hair in the mirror, wanting to ask him about the conversation I’d eavesdropped on this morning with Cameron, but was still too rattled by seeing him in here.
“No hello?” Shay strode in farther with the kind of masterdom I’d come to expect from a senior dominant. Today, he’d swapped out his ripped jeans for a pinstriped suit, so he must have somewhere important to be later.
He tapped on the closed stall doors to confirm we were alone.
“This is the ladies.” I stated the obvious because he was making me nervous.
Shay leaned back against one of the sinks and crossed his ankles together. “Ms. Lauren, if you ever leave the penthouse without a security escort again, Iwill personally spank you myself. And it will be hard.”
“I feel like I’m a prisoner.” My response even surprised me.
He shrugged. “Listen, it’s my job to keep you safe. Don’t get me fired.”
My shoulders slouched as guilt swallowed me whole. “I’m sorry.”
“Let’s do this then.” He waved his hand through the air.
A slither of uneasiness shot up my spine when he reached into his jacket pocket and brought out his phone. “Up.” He gestured to my hem.
“I have a meeting with Dana.” I flushed wildly at his insinuation and my glare bounced over to the door. “My boss.”
He gestured for me to get on with it. “We don’t want you to be late.”
I reached out for his phone. “I’ll call him.”
