She needed this. That was more than clear to me.
From the contentment in her eyes, to the languid way she was still holding onto me as if I was a lifeline, to trembling in her muscles, there was a part of her deep inside that she hadn’t even known existed. She needed a man who challenged her, who kept her on her feet, but most important of all, she needed a man to push her.
I would be that man.
“When you’re ready, you may go. You may stay in my lap as long as you like, kitten,” I said softly, tracing my fingers up and down her thighs. She trembled just the slightest bit and curled her arms around my neck.
I was never going to let this woman go. Not ever.
A few minutes passed and she eventually convinced herself to leave the warmth of my lap. I stood up beside her and removed her ears for her. I also unlocked the collar from her throat.
“You will bring your collar with you when you come to me. I will put it back around that pretty throat,” I said softly.
“Yes, sir,” she replied.
I watched her walk back into the master bedroom, enjoying the view of her naked body as she rounded the corner. I waited just long enough for the water to turn on and when I was sure that she was alright, I made my way to my office.
She would come find me when she was ready.
Chapter 10
Chloe
I stepped into the warm water flowing from the rain shower and moaned as it caressed my sore muscles and well-used body. For a minute or two, I just stood under the hot spray, enjoying the feeling of it dripping off my skin. Eventually, I convinced myself to start cleansing. I rinsed away the remains of his seed along my thighs. My bottom hole was especially sore, and I took my time to wash it as carefully as I could. I did the same with the tender place between my thighs. When I was done, I wrapped myself in one of the softest towels I’d ever felt and padded into the attached master closet.
There was a section of dresses of pretty much any color that I could imagine. With trepidation, I ran my fingers along them and looked at the tags. Every single one was my size. After a few minutes of careful deliberation, I decided on a light blue long-sleeve wrap dress. It was accented with dark blue embroidered roses. Letting the towel drop to the floor, I pulled it on and relished the way the soft fabric hugged my body. I returned to the bathroom and hung up the used towel. Finally, I brushed the wet tangles of my hair and when I was done, I took the leather collar and wandered out of the bedroom in search of Silas’ office.
I was distracted by the beautiful décor along the way, but I eventually found the massive double mahogany doors that led into his study. There was an enormous wooden desk that was worthy of a king in the center of the room and bookshelves covered in books on every wall. The wood was dark, giving the entire room a cave-like feel. There were three large leather couches with enough room to fit at least nine people, giving the room a luxurious ambience.
Silas was typing and staring at a panel of screens, but when I entered the room, he turned toward me and smiled. He stood up from his chair and approached me. I held up the collar for him and he took it. Carefully, he wound it around my neck and clipped it into place.
“One day, I will reward you will a very pretty silver collar that you will wear for me always, kitten,” he murmured, and a strange quiver of glee tingled across my skin. His fingers glided over top of my breasts. He reached down and lifted the hem of my dress above my waist. “Good girl. You obeyed my instructions,” he added, as he let my clothing fall back into place. I shivered harder, unable to help the throbbing in my core at his words. I wasn’t quite sure why yet, but I enjoyed his praise almost as much as I enjoyed his fingers between my thighs.
Almost.
I blushed and his hand pressed under my chin, cupping my face possessively and dragging the pad of his thumb across my cheek. I leaned into his touch and he sighed with satisfaction.
“You really are the most perfect little thing, my pet,” he said softly.
I could feel myself heat even further. I wasn’t quite sure what to say so I said nothing at all.
“From your phone records, you like to work out fairly often, don’t you, kitten?” he asked, and I nodded.
“Answer me properly, my pet,” he warned, and I hummed quietly with anxiety.
“Yes, sir,” I whispered.
“Good girl. Damon will accompany you to the gym and the pool inside the building,” he instructed. He released my chin and strode around his desk, pausing to lift a pink gym bag from the carpet. “Inside you will find gym clothes and a swimsuit. There is a sports bra, but no panties because I want your pretty little pussy bare, kitten.”
“Yes, sir,” I replied.
He handed me the bag and I gripped it tightly in my fingers.
“Let me know when you’d like to go. You are welcome to wander the penthouse in the meantime. I will call Damon up to accompany you,” he said. “My team will be here soon. Do I need to take you over my knee and warm your bottom to remind you to behave?”
“No, sir,” I whispered, my bottom tensing as if he’d done exactly that.
“Good girl. Kneel beside me now,” he said quietly.