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She sat without thinking and lifted her skirt. “Wait. This is Hunter’s hotel. How are you doing this? Is he spying on me too?”

Memphis laughed. “Nope. but it is nice to have friends in high places. Now do as you’re told so I don’t have to punish you.”

“I did,” she whispered.

“Still mad at me, Ace?”

“Kind of,” she said.

“Rub your clit over your panties.”

Her hand drifted between her legs and she did as he asked.

“That’s a good girl,” he said when she whimpered. “Keep going until I tell you to stop.”

She caressed herself through the thin layer of cotton that covered her and let out a soft sigh. He’d left her so needy that morning, and though she’d buried it with anger at him, it quickly bloomed again and rose to the surface. She was soon soaked, and she knew it wouldn’t take long for her to reach the orgasm he’d denied her before he left.

“Now slide your panties down and put two fingers inside yourself.”

She bit her lip and squirmed to get her panties down while she held the phone with her shoulder.

When she plunged two fingers into her soaked entrance, she had to stop herself from crying out. She was in a random office in a casino for god’s sake.

“Don’t hold back, Ace. I want to hear you,” he commanded.

She let out a whimper as she finger fucked herself.

“Put the phone down and put me on speaker.”

She left her fingers in place and set the phone down, tapping the speaker phone option with her free hand.

“Now, bring yourself to the edge and beg me to let you come. And you better beg like you mean it or I won’t let you.”

“Yes, Sir,” she said with a moan as she worked her fingers in and out and used her other hand to stimulate her clit.

“Imagine those are my hands,” he said.

It wasn’t hard. The memory of the way his hands felt on her body was burned into her mind.

“God. I need to come. Please let me,” she whimpered when she was tottering on the edge.

“No.”

Fuck. She dialed back the pressure on her clit because she didn’t want to disobey him, but she stayed on the brink.

“Please, Sir. I want to come,” she begged, desperation filling her voice.

“That’s better but no,” he said.

“Agh. I don’t know if I can hold it back. Please let me come, Sir.”

“You can hold it back, Ace. You know why? Because that pussy belongs to me and I told you to hold it back. Isn’t that right?”

She pulled her fingers away from her clit. “Yes Sir, that’s right. I’m yours. Please may I come?”

“Do it. And don’t you dare hold back,” he said.

She rubbed her clit in frantic circles, letting her head fall back against the chair. “Fuck,” she cried as the orgasm shook her. Her moans and whimpers seemed to echo in the empty room, but at the moment she didn’t care. She was riding the high of the orgasm combined with his dominance and the way it felt to obey him.

He gave a low chuckle. “That’s a good girl. I’m proud of you. I hate to leave you this way, but I do have a meeting to get back to. Take a minute to recover. No one will bother you.”

She gave a little noise of understanding as she came down from riding the wave of pleasure.

“And Ace? Take your panties off and throw them in the trash. I think you can spend the day without them.”

“Yes, Sir,” she said, her voice catching as she spoke. She kicked off the panties and bent to pick them up as she listened to him breathing on the phone.

“I love you so much, Ace. I’m sorry for worrying you.”

“I love you too,” she whispered before the call dropped. On her way out the door, she dropped her panties in the small trash can and squirmed at the little thrill it gave her.

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