I smile despite myself, turning back toward the mic before his words register.Keep going? Now? During this chapter?
“Oh, no, it’s okay. Why don’t we get some lunch? Dotty can probably whip something up,” I offer quickly, hoping to distract him.
“Oh, I intend to eat.” His grin turns wolfish. “Now, keep reading. I want to hear.”
I blink, confused. If he wants food, why is he telling me to keep narrating?
He strolls to the couch and sprawls out, his head next to the extra mic. I sit frozen in my armchair, staring at him in disbelief.
“Now, Margot. Keep reading.” His voice deepens into an order.
I open a different chapter, something cleaner, safer. He sighs.
“No, Margot. The chapter you were on.”
I freeze. There’s no way he knows what I was reading, right?
“I won’t say it again.”
A shiver runs down my spine. My hips twitch. I’m aching to rebel.
You are such a slut for him.
I play the recording.
“He’s straddling my hips, not letting me move. His hands hold his aching cock, stroking it slowly, never breaking eye contact. I drop my gaze, unable to withstand the heat, the ownership in his gaze. My eyes land on the head of his member, and I follow a drop of precum.
‘Beg for me, sunshine. We both know you still want me. No matter what I did. You’ll always want me–’”
I pause it.
“This isn’t necessary. I can continue later.” I mumble, face burning. My voice was steady moments ago, but now I can’t meet his eyes.
“Look at me.”
I hesitate before listening.
“Good girl. Now come here. Bring the mic.”
No explanation. Just a command.
Curious and helpless to resist, I move toward him. He points to a spot on the floor in front of him. I go.
Without warning, he grabs my waist and yanks my yoga pants down. Panties too.
“What–”
“Step out. Arms up.”
I obey before I’ve even processed what he’s doing. And now I’m standing completely naked in the middle of my studio.
He grips my waist, grunting as he lifts me and places me on his chest, all while lying down.
Damn, he’s strong.
My knees press to either side of him, but he slaps my thigh in same spot as always, and I drop onto him, my full weight settling against his chest.
My arousal soaks through his shirt.
