Page 29 of Enthrall Climax
Being bound in his jewelry had me right on the edge—and he’d denied me the kind of release that would return my vitals to normal. I was so wound up even my neck burned with a soft blush.
Every last submissive back at Chrysalis had fought for their chance with him, because no alpha came close to the power he wielded or the pleasure he bestowed; the very same pleasures he was denying me now. And for goodness sake, these chains were yanking my pussy like I had a cheerleading squad down there celebrating the Super Bowl.
For months I’d wanted to keep us a secret, but right now I doubted that decision, having forced him to pretend we meant nothing to each other.
The button pinged and the doors slid open.
“Ms. Lauren?” Sue stood a few feet away.
“Yes?”
“We have a question about one of the designs.” She looked triumphant.
With my throat dry, I made my way back to her. “Oh?”
“Putting his dad’s name on our packaging was a bad idea. Was it yours?”
“I can explain.”
She gestured toward his office. “Off you go.”
My body shuddered and she must have caught it because she misinterpreted it as dread and smirked at my expense.
I paused in the office doorway.
Cameron was leaning back against his desk. “In.”
I hurried forward and stopped a few feet in front of him.
He walked past me and kept going until he reached the door, calling out, “Sue, no interruptions. Hold all my calls.” He shut the door and I heard the click of a lock.
I kept staring straight ahead, my nipples perked in response to his firm tone, my adrenaline surging and my entire body tingling in anticipation.
When I sensed him behind me, I shuddered.
“Do you understand your punishment?” he asked, snatching the folder out of my hand. “Have I made myself clear, Ms. Lauren?”
“Yes, sir,” I replied, my voice trembling. “I’m not to leave home without letting you know.”
I remembered what my best friend Bailey had once told me. “There’s rich and then there’s needing a bodyguard rich,” she’d said, laughing.
But this was my reality. Cameron was so wealthy we couldn’t go anywhere without a security detail.Icouldn’t go anywhere or do anything and it was starting to feel like a self-made prison. Shay made sure his men were discreet, but I knew they were there.
“Obey,” he growled.
I straightened and struck a submissive’s pose with my hands behind my back and my gaze down. “I didn’t mean to offend you.”
“You’re referring to your presentation?” He threw the folder onto the desk.
“Um…” That, too, but all this had made me forget about my design faux pas as I stared at the offending file.
“Does it look like we are discussing this issue now?”
My gaze snapped forward again.
His fingers worked the catch at the back of my skirt’s waistband and it slid over my hips and pooled at my feet, leaving me naked from the waist down. The pretty jewelry shimmered in the fluorescent light and those delicate chains exposed me entirely.
Yes, oh, please let me stay in this room forever.
