Alex strolls in. “It’s a good thing I was already coming downtown for the show,” he says. “Asking me to play delivery boy is a bit rich.”
“Sorry, man.” I give him a grateful smile. “You know how it is. I need to get this done before tonight. But I’ll see you there, because you brought me sustenance. And now I can power through this.”
He gives me a suspicious look, but waves and takes his leave.
Hazel presses her face against my thigh and quietly laughs as I listen for the elevator to depart again. Then I get up and close my office door.
I lock it, too, for good measure.
She’s curled up in my chair when I turn around. “That was definitely unexpected. I’m surprised you didn’t have me blow you while I was down there.”
“I have to feed you, first,” I growl, hauling her out of my chair. Then I pull her back into my lap once I’m seated again.
“Does Alex know I’m here?”
“Nope. I knew he was coming in this direction for a show tonight, and I asked him if he could pick me up some food from a place I like near his house which famously does not deliver.”
“Sneaky.” She squares her shoulders. “What would you like me to do next, Mr. Preston?”
“Eat. And then we’re going out.”
Hazel’s eyes go wide. “Sam…”
“Yes?”
“I’m not dressed for going out.”
I pull a present from my bottom desk drawer. A slim box. Inside it is a long, silk scarf. Red. “You can wear this. It can be tied as a halter top under your jacket.”
She bites her lip. “So the night is not over when we leave here?”
I draw her in close, enveloping her in my arms. Holding her tight. “The night is just beginning.”
“How exciting.” Her eyes sparkle.
“I’m glad you think so. Now, bend over the desk.”
She stands, and I unbutton her pants. As she folds in half, I tug them down her hips, revealing the pale swell of her ass divided by the thong of her sexy lingerie body suit. I trace the fabric down her crack, rubbing against her slit before I raise my hand again.
“This is reward,” I tell her before I bring my palm down with a light slap.
“For what, sir?”
“For being adventurous.”
“Oh…” She exhales. “Thank you.”
Two words that go straight to my soul. I warm her bottom up, left and right, back and forth, and then tell her she’s earned six very good, very stingy taps.
She wriggles in anticipation.
I deliver them quickly, my heart pounding. One, two, three. Fuck she likes this so much. Four, five, six. My cock aches, but I don’t want to fuck her here. Not tonight.
I want to save that for the end of the night—after all of my surprises.
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