Page 39 of The Catcher

Behind him I saw Tanner, glittering dark eyes still fixed on me.

“Everyone else get the fuck out,” he said. “Your attendance is not necessary at this meeting.”

I waited, trying to force myself to relax. I was proud of the job I had done.

Once all the other guys had left, Tanner got up and stood in front of me. “I don’t care about this shit, Emrys,” he said, and each word landed like a stone in my gut. “Theonlythings I care about are getting that 7-year deal and getting my endorsements back. Not any of this other shit you did. What have you done to get me closer to that?”

My cheeks burned.

“I’m working on that,” I said defensively. “I’m doing my best. I’m seeing more companies put feelers out about endorsements again.”

“It’s shit,” he said.

I could feel the tears burning at my eyes, but I refused to cry, turning my head away so I could swallow the lump in my throat.

“What is wrong with you?” he said, but I ignored him.

“Just go away,” I whispered.

“I need to come,” he snapped.

My jaw dropped. “Well, you don’t need me for that,” I hissed back.

“Oh yes, I do,” he said grimly, taking me by the arm and leading me into the hall. “I don’t do shitty blowjobs anymore. I needyourmouth.”

“Can’t you go jerk off?” I asked weakly.

He tightened his grip on my arm.

“Jerk off?” he laughed coldly. “What, go in the bathroom and jerk off to some shitty porn? Oh no, Em. That doesn’t do shit for me anymore. Why would I jerk off when I haveyou?”

He flicked his card in one of the doors down the hallway and pulled me inside after him. It looked like one of the physical training rooms, but I didn’t have any time to look before he whirled me around in front of him.

“And don’t mess around. I need to be at batting practice in 10 minutes.”

I knew there was no escape with his big hand on my shoulder, bearing me painfully down to my knees. I put a hand on his sweats, slowly pulling them down so his dick sprung free. I heard him exhale, a sudden whoosh of air.

“You get off on forcing me to do this, don’t you?” I asked sourly.

“I can only get off onyourmouth on my cock,” he said. “So get going.”

I was surprised he didn’t yank my hair and drive me down on his dick, but he let me swirl my tongue around the head, and when I took it in my mouth, running my tongue around the underside, he groaned loudly.

“That’s it, baby girl, just like that.”

I wanted to grit my teeth or, even better, bite his dick off, but I didn’t do either of those things, just knelt between his thighs and took his cock in my mouth. Tanner threaded his fingers through my hair, grabbing my braid almost lazily, wrapping it around his fist as if to demonstrate his power over me.

He didn’t need to do that, I thought irritably. I was very well aware of his physical power over me and his ability to make me sink to my knees without using any force at all.

When would he get tired of blackmailing me?I wondered. How long could his obsession possibly last?

He didn’t slow me down as I increased the suction, trying to suppress my gag reflex, my lips stinging as they stretched around him.

I felt his fingers tighten on my hair, and he didn’t give me any warning before coming down my throat, unloading his release like he hadn’t just fucked me twice this morning before allowing me to head in to work. It was so unexpected that I jerked away, and then he did grab my head, forcing me to stay on his cock as I choked on the cum, gulping down what I could.

I wiped the drool and cum from my face with my hand as he pulled out of my mouth, but he grabbed my chin.

“Good girl,” he said.

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