Page 45 of Fixate
“Enough about her. Let’s discuss your thoughts so far. You’ve seen a lot of the high points of things. What do you feel should be changed?”
The impromptu quiz was meant to distract us from the obvious tension in the room. Ricardo had managed to lean closer to me, his body practically on top of the desk. I’d also moved forward, my torso pressed against the edge.
It was that pain, that pressure, which had me pulling back. I waved a hand for him to tell me his thoughts.
Ricardo dropped into the sole chair across from me and steepled his fingers. “There isn’t much to say at this time. I need to watch it all a bit more. It’s far too early to make sure judgements.”
“Outside of the fact that I still have rats in my ranks?”
“Yes.”
“How long do you think you’ll need?”
At my question, he frowned. It was probably an intimidating look to most people.
I found it quite adorable.
“A few weeks is ideal. I really want to get into the details of everything. It’s how I’ll be able to help you best. To know even the smallest jobs means the biggest have room to manage without becoming overburdened.”
Respect.
It ran through me in waves as he spoke. There was nothing demanding in his tone. You could hear just how much he believed every word he said.
Above that, it was the timeline he’d given me. A few weeks.
We could do a lot in a few weeks. If he let me, that was. I had a feeling the moment in the tailor shop spooked him far too much. I’d have to dial it back moving forward.
“Then that’s what we’ll do. We need to get you access to the casinos. Tomorrow morning, we’ll meet with security to have all of your fingerprints and retina scans done.”
He raised a brow. “Retina scans?”
“Yes. It’s imperative for certain areas. I’m the only other person who can go there, but I trust you to not abuse the privilege.”
His grin had my cock hardening beneath my desk. I wanted to drag him over and force that gorgeous mouth to open as I fed him each and every inch.
With a shake of my head, I pushed the image away. We had work to do. I could lust after him later once I was in my bed and alone.
Days passedwith Ricardo stuck to my side. He was observant in ways I’d never seen anyone else be. His eyes took in even the most minute details.
Someone was sick and needed to go home? He’d call in their replacement and have their shift changed.
A dealer using sleight of hand to trade out real chips for fakes? They’d get pulled, beaten, and thrown on their ass before I had the chance to watch the security footage.
One of our girls getting hassled by a customer? He’d have them banned and barred from every casino in town with a single email.
It was fascinating to watch how his mind worked. I’d never been more aroused.
My body was in a constant state of need. Every glance of him or whisper of his voice had my muscles locking tight as I waited for the urges to pass.
Except, they didn’t.
The desire to claim him only grew the longer we were together. Evenings had me rushing to my room just to get a few minutes of relief.
I’d immediately strip and climb into my shower. With the water running to muffle my sounds, I’d stroke my dick until the pressure became too much. Then I’d paint the walls in the proof of my desire. In the proof that I was nowhere close to getting over the need I felt for him.
He hadn’t brought up our discussion about me being his Daddy since before his fitting. Sometimes he’d look at me like he wanted to utter the moniker. His gaze would be full of longing, though I had no way of knowing exactly what he needed from me.
I could assert my dominance over him, sure. But where would that get us?
