Page 61 of Emperor of Corruption
“Fuck,” he breathes out. “Godfuckingdamnit.” He exhales a long breath that flutters the hairs on the back of my neck and gradually releases his hold on my hands. He pulls out of me and drops into his office seat, panting. My arms fall limply to my sides, and I stay folded over the desk as I catch my breath and try to rationalize what just happened—aside from a painful spanking and an explosive orgasm.
Killian clears his throat. “For your sake, I hope you brought the pages I requested.”
Even though my body hums with exhaustion and the desire to curl up and go to sleep, I manage to straighten. I reach for my clothes, but Killian stops me with a slight shake of his head.
It’s patently unfair to keep me naked while he’s fully clothed, but there’s something erotic to it. Something made hotter by the fact that he’s a decade older than me. His age and state of composure are both blatant shows of his power and authority—they make him seem like every inch the corporate executive he is, and me his powerless toy.
My pussy clenches as the thought flits across my mind, and my hands curl into fists. He’s rewiring something in my brain, changing my way of thinking.
Endure.
I inhale a trembling breath, gather the tatters of my dignity, and round the desk to grab the pages from my purse. I try to hand them to Killian across the surface, but he shakes his head and motions for me to come closer.
I guess that means he’s not done with me yet, while allIwant to do is curl up on my couch and sleep.
How long has it been since I slept more than three or four hours?
He pulls me back down onto his lap, plucks the pages from my hands, and settles them on my sweaty legs. He lifts up the first page and starts reading.
“Are you going to read themnow?” I ask.
“Why do you think I called you in here so early?”
Early?It’s nearly 9p.m. “Are you going to readall of itnow?”
“Yes.”
“There are one hundred and fifty pages.”
“So you should settle in.”
I blink. “Can I go home? You’ve gotten what youwanted—”
“No. I’ve only gottensomeof what I wanted. What I want now is you, on my lap, waiting patiently like a good Little Bird while I read and critique your work. Unless you’re moaning, coming, or crying, I don’t want to hear any more noises from you. Got it?”
I don’t think he’s giving me a choice, so I nod and seal my lips. I shift as I feel some of his cum start to trickle out of my pussy. My cheeks heat at the realization that I’ll leave a stain on his pants when I stand up.
“Bad girl,” Killian says. He reaches between my legs, scoops up the trickle of cum that ran out, and stuffs it back into me. He keeps his fingers buried deep inside me, trapping his release.
“Do you always forcefully fuck women without a condom?”
“I’ve never forced before, and there’salwaysbeen a condom.”
“Then… are youtryingto get me pregnant?” I whisper, baffled. Why would he change up his routine forme?
“Don’t be ridiculous. You’re not fit to carry my heir.”
Right, because I’m too far beneath him. Too middle-class. Usually, the insult irritates me; right now, however, it almosthurts. Maybe because I’m already raw from what just transpired.
In any case, I should be grateful that, of all the things Killian’s going to inflict on me, carrying his spawn won’t be in the mix. That would tie me to him for life, even if he never claimed the child. A lifelong sentence of being attached to him is repulsive.
Weeks, I can handle, butyears?I’d probably throw myself off the top of the Empire State Building.
“You’ve never asked me about birth control,” I realize. “You fuck me without a condom and have no concern whether I’ll get pregnant?”
“I’m well aware about your outlooks on the matter of spending time with me. I’d be amazed if you weren’t taking precautions tominimize risk.” Killian pauses reading, and I feel his gaze burning a hole in my head. The fingers still buried inside me scissor, and my pussy flutters as my lips part on a silent moan.
“That’s probablywhyI enjoy you so much. You don’t want anything from me—not my money, my name, my connections, or my heir. You’re the lowest-risk woman I’ve been with inyears.”
