Page 42 of Masked

It didn’t surprise him when she took him to the end of the hall and pushed open the double doors that led into the library, but a sense of satisfaction blossomed knowing he was right.

The library was empty, and Gage allowed play in here as long as nothing official was happening in the space. So, he pulled her toward the couch.

“Sit there and pull your skirt up around your waist and pull your legs up and spread them wide so your pretty little cunt is on display. I’m going to pick a book and read to you for a bit.”

Her eyes lit up but also held a bit of fear as she followed his directions.

He walked to the erotica shelf and pulled a title he thought she might enjoy before taking a seat on the ottoman in front of the couch.

“Whenever I read something that turns you on, I want you to play with your clit. If I read something that actively turns you off, you can stop until the next thing that turns you on. No orgasm until I fuck you, though. And if someone walks in here you don’t stop. Ignore them and focus on being a little horny slut for me. They aren’t important.”

Fear widened her eyes. He wouldn’t tell her he locked the door behind them. Fear could be fun to play with.

He opened the book and read aloud. It didn’t take long before she slipped a hand between her legs to find her clit.

He had her whimpering within a few paragraphs. When she let out a loud moan, he stopped reading and put a hand on her thigh. “Shh. You’re distracting me from my reading, little siren.”

She inhaled and let out a muffled growl of frustration as he started reading again.

She was writhing and begging and miserable by the time he finished the first chapter, and he had mercy on her and put the book down.

“You can fix your clothes.”

Her disappointed look made him chuckle. “Did you think I was going to fuck you in here, slut?”

She nodded and batted her lashes at him.

He shook his head. “I wasn’t planning to. But I could spank you instead. How does that sound?”

She let out a muffled, “No, Sir,” and clutched her ass as if to protect it from him.

Laughter shook him as he reached for her hand. “Let’s finish the tour. Maybe I want to fuck you with an audience.”

She pouted but followed him dutifully. When they reached the dungeon, he pulled the panties out of her mouth and tucked them into his pocket before he stopped at a water station and filled a cup for her.

“How was that?” he asked.

“Good, except for the no orgasm part.”

He chuckled. “But you know I’ll take care of you eventually. A good girl will accept that I’m not giving her an orgasm now because she knows it will happen later.”

“Yes, Sir. I’ll work on that.”

He squeezed her hand. “Good girl.”

Chapter 11

Reva

Revastaredatthedocument she’d been reading for the last hour and realized she couldn’t remember any of it. Her mind was elsewhere. Like on the intense last couple of nights with Noah. It was difficult to focus on anything else. She’d never had a man completely capture her attention this way. Not even Parker, the man she’d given five years of her life to.

Frustrated, she closed the document and stood, stretching out her arms. The afternoon sun poured into her office, and she had the urge to be out in it. Fresh air would help get her mind back on track.

She grabbed her purse and keys and poked her head into Jim’s office. “I’m going to take a walk and clear my head.”

He gave her a thumbs up and she headed for the exit. As she reached the door, it opened, and a man brushed past her, barely seeming to notice her. His expression was angry, and she wondered what brought him to the ACSL. The temptation to follow him back inside was overpowered by the warm sunshine hitting her face. Selena, the receptionist, would fill her in if it was important.

She crossed the street, heading for the park she could see from her office. When she got there, she walked the small concrete path that wound through the park and soaked in the sun. Her phone rang, and she smiled at the name on her screen.

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