“I want to come see you after work,” his voice was husky. The same husky that had left a pool in my panties a few days ago now did nothing.
I know I had asked for what I got, but at some point, I thought he would want to bring me more pleasure than pain. There was no lust in his eyes for me that night, only a lust to inflict pain.
I shuddered at the memory; Of the look in his eyes, of the sound of his voice as he commanded that I assume position again.
I moved my salad around and picked for the spinach and chicken and tried to chase the memory away.
“Look, we need to talk, Preston.”
I heard him huff, “I’ll double your salary. Whatever he’s willing to pay you, I’ll double it.”
I rolled my eyes, “Bribery isn’t going to work on me.”
“There must be something you want,” his voice was hus
