Page 27 of Degrees of Power
“I thought we could discuss the L.A. sky-rise today. As you are both aware this is not a standard Prestian tower. While state of the art in design, different than what we typically build. However, we were able to acquire the building at a fraction of what it is worth. Initially the Prestian Corp name will be on the building. The industry is changing in that area and the building is in a prime location. It already occupies some long-term tenants, but I have no doubt it will soon fill to capacity. Jenny, it would be an ideal location for the headquarters of the consulting firm that is taking the nation by storm and has Prestian Corp as their top client.”
“I agree, I mean after Friday we’ll officially be tenants,” she says.
“Actually, what I’m proposing is that we keep the Prestian Corp name on it for a year while we build our standard tower in L.A. In that time, the sky-rise will begin making money as soon as I take ownership, due in large part to the purchase price. Torzial will then purchase the building and I will transfer sole ownership to you and Prestian Corp will move into its new facility. This will give you far greater visibility on the West Coast and allow you to compete on an entirely different level. Now is the time to prepare that path, Jenny,” he says.
Jenny audibly gasps and I look from her shocked face to his. “It would be like a dream come true to have the Torzial name on a sky-rise, but you really think I can afford it?” she asks.
“Most definitely. The income from the leases will far exceed any output. You will be making a small fortune the day you sign.”
“I don’t really know what to say, Chase.”
“Yes will work,” Chase says.
“Yes!” Jenny says laughing. “I have no idea how to repay you for all your kindness.”
“Keep putting out quality designs and consulting services. Your company is starting to get quite a reputation not only for the Prestian Medical facility work, but for the efficiencies of the specialty centers, as well.”
“I’m so excited for you, Jenny. I can’t wait to take a tour,” I say.
“I’m glad you are happy with the plan. Unfortunately, I have a couple calls that require my attention but look forward to seeing you at the grand opening. Ladies, I’ve taken the liberty of arranging a professional shopper to help you with gowns for the event,” he says, kissing me lightly on the lips before returning to his study.
“Did you know about this?” Jenny asks.
“About the sky-rise? No, I didn’t have a clue,” I say.
“He is certainly the most intense, over the top, and generous man I have ever met,” she says.
“That he is,” I say, my heart warm knowing how much he takes care of the people that mean the most to me. We finish our lunch, discussing the details for Friday night before we hear Gaby’s voice over the intercom announcing that the helicopter is ready to take Jenny back to the city.
“I guess that’s your ride,” I say, hugging her as she gathers her belongings for the trip.
“I’ll see you Friday night,” she says, passing Gaby on the way out of the dining room as I head to our bedroom. Chase is nowhere to be seen and I pull down the purplish-grey duvet, slip out of my clothes and lay underneath the plush down softness of the comforter. It feels like only moments instead of hours when I feel a light touch gently caressing my cheek. I look up through half open eyes to see Chase, sitting nude on the bed beside me, his eyes intent upon me.
“Are you feeling ill, Katarina?” he says, pushing the long strands of hair that have fallen over my face in sleep out of my eyes.
“No, just so incredibly tired. Must have been all the excitement of the last few days. I was looking for you and saw the bed,” I say.
“I noticed the pile on the floor,” he says, pulling the comforter down and trailing a path from underneath my hair, down my spine, and sensually tracing the curve over my ass. His touch leaves a burning trail where it has been and it is hard to stay still as his fingers begin to roam. I audibly moan and push back against him as he explores my folds.
“So wet already, Baby,” he says, kissing the small of my back and trailing his tongue where his fingers have just been as he continues to move them slowly in and out of me, grazing my clit with each forward motion.
I audibly moan again, pushing back against the rhythm of his fingers. “Still Baby,” he says, pushing my legs apart slightly. “You look so lovely laid out in front of me, wet and ready. Tell me what you want,” he instructs.
“Don’t stop, Chase. I’m so close,” I say.
“Yes, but so far away,” he says, slowly removing his fingers, lingering over my wetness and my erect clit, leaving me with a slow burning ache.
“Chase…”
“I know, Baby. You hate being made to wait… on the brink, right there, yet denied the pleasure. Tell me how much you hate being deprived,” he says.
“Incredibly frustrating,” I moan as he flips me over and rubs his erect cock across the entrance of my wetness.
“We will trade a tardiness punishment in the future, my time and choosing. Deal, Katarina?” he says.
“Yes,” I moan as he slowly penetrates me. Gliding into me, little by little, teasing me until I am arched and pushing against him.
“Easy, Baby,” we’ll trade today’s punishment for Friday night,” he says, rooting himself deeply inside of me, pulling back, poised and then deeply penetrating me again, rubbing against that special spot that leaves me clawing the sheets and clamoring for release.
