“What you deserve,” he snaps, his eyes wicked, “is a hard s******g right now for your continued insubordination. You take that, and maybe I’ll consider rewarding you.”
He’s hard under my body, and I know that this time he won’t be able to stop, no matter how many meetings he has.
“Do it,” I whisper into his ear, and bite the lobe, hard.
He growls and presses his hands against my body. “You don’t know what you’re asking.”
“Yes, I do. I want it.”
“You really do?” He pulls back to look into my eyes.
I stick up my chin. “Are you afraid of me?”
He laughs, a dark, dirty chuckle. “Far from it, Cali. But once I start, you might be the one who experiences a little frisson of fear. You think you can handle that?”
“Yeah. I do.” My voice is tough, confident.
He smiles, and suddenly my stomach
