Page 15 of Executive Decision

“Then why are we standing here?” I asked.

“Why would you even bother?”

“Because I find your lack of togetherness delightful, and I’d be dumb to turn you down.”

Daphne approached slowly. “If my father finds out you fucked me, you know you’re toast, right?”

Standing before me now, I smiled down at her. I pulled her chin towards mine. “Then, it’s good both of us can keep a secret, right?”

* * *

Daphne

Cal’s deep brown eyes burned into mine. Gorgeous and with a jaw that could cut glass, I couldn’t look away. Slowly, Cal bent down, softly and slowly pressing his lips to mine. Palms sweaty and heart racing, I kissed him back. He ran his hands through my hair, kissing me deeper, but I bit his lip and pulled back.

“You want me? Then, do more.”

The words rolled out, but I was clueless as to where they came from. I’d only done this with Chandler and never spoke like that to him.

Cal’s eyes widened.

“I… uh… just…” I stammered, suddenly embarrassed by my own demands.

Unphased, Cal kissed my neck and gripped my ass. He pulled me closer until his erection ground against my midsection.

“How should I have you, Daphne?”

Cal ran his hand to my front and down to my thigh, slowly pulling my dress up so he could explore the part of me wet and ready for whatever I should run from.

“You’re not wearing panties, Daphne,” Cal said.

“I had few ways to protest. This was one I could agree to,” I said. “Makes your job easier?”

“It’s not about easy or hard, Daphne. It’s about getting you off and having you scream my name.”

His hot breath hung on my lips while his fingers tickled around my upper thighs, missing my pussy by only a hair. He tortured me. I wanted it, but not out here. It was too dangerous.

Lips brushing his, I said, “Not here It’s too risky.”

“Tell me where you want me, princess,” Cal growled. “I’ll let you take full advantage of me.”

Fuck!

“I… I don’t usually do this,” I said.

“To be honest, Daphne, I never do this either. I’m not much for a one-night stand,” Cal admitted, pulling me back into the room.

It surprised me. “Why me?”

“I shouldn’t want you, Daph. I should run, but you in this dress coming apart like this, I cannot resist you. What can I do for you?”

“I… I dunno.”

“You don’t know what to ask for?” Cal slowly rolled his thumb along my jaw.

“I never… just bark orders.”

“Now’s your chance. I want to give you anything you want.” As Cal kissed me again, his deference sent shivers down my spine.

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