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Ben grips my chin between his pointer finger and thumb and tilts my head, so I’m forced to look into his chocolatey brown eyes. They seem softer than they were a moment ago, but I don’t trust the warmth will stay.
“I see this is hard for you, so I’ll let it go.”
I let out a breath of relief.
“For now.”
I scowl at him, and he releases my chin with a quiet chuckle.
“Do you remember your safe words?”
“Red for stop, yellow for slow down, green for good to go,” I recite. I haven’t looked at stoplights the same since our first time.
“Good. Are you on birth control?”
“Yes. I have an IUD. I can give you proof with medical records if you need it.”
Ben shakes his head. “I trust you.”
Those three words are like a punch in the gut. I like that he trusts me, but a small part of me wonders why he trusts me here but not in the office.
This has nothing to do with work. He’s your Dom right now, not your coworker.
In the next breath he commands, “Take off your dress.”
Let the scene begin, I guess.
Chapter 16
Ben
Emma doesn’t hesitate to follow my command, quickly unzipping the side zipper and shimmying her pretty black dress down her curvy body before it pools at her heeled feet, and she steps out of it.
My breath catches at the sight of the delicate emerald green lingerie that was hidden beneath her clothing. It looks stunning against her skin. The cups of the bra are almost translucent, giving me a delicious view of her perfectly peaked dusty rose nipples. Her panties are cut high on her hips, but the panel covering her pink pussy is made of a sheer fabric, giving me a teasing look.
I think green might be my new favorite color. Right after the blue of her eyes.
I circle her while she stands there, nearly groaning at the sight of the thong disappearing between her glorious ass cheeks.
I want to rip off the panties and devour her.
I trace the delicate strap of the bra over her shoulder. “This is a lovely set,Dulzura,did you wear it just for me?”
“Yes, Sir.”
I smile at the honorific seamlessly flowing from her mouth.
“I would hate to ruin it by ripping it off of you.” Her breath hitches with arousal at the threat, and I make a mental note of it for later. “So, let’s remove it.”
I nimbly unclasp the bra, letting the garment fall away, and Emma removes it further, holding onto one strap so it dangles in front of her. I take the bra from her, pick up her dress from the floor, fold everything neatly, and place them on one of the cabinets in the room.
When I’m standing in front of her again, I lift her chin, wanting to look in her eyes.
“Tell me,Dulzura,have you played with your pretty cunt since our last scene?”
“Yes, Sir.” She tries to look at the ground, but I don’t let her.
“Has anyone else touched you since our last session?” I know she’s been tested again, as is customary for new members, but I need to know if anyone else has touched what’s mine.
