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I do, tossing it over the arm of my chair behind the desk

"Now the skirt"

There is a challenge in his voice, and I know that he expects me to protest To tell him this is my office and that I have a receptionist just a few feet outside that door I don’t This is exactly what I want, too, so I reach behinddown the zipper, and let the skirt fall to the floor, revealing the red thong panties

He says nothing, but I can see the heat building in his eyes, and etting tight and hard beneath the lace of my bra "Well, Mr Stark," I say as I sloalk toward hi sh me like foam upon a sandy shore "Stop," he says, when I a with anticipation

He lifts a finger andmotion I roll my eyes, but take a step forward, do a runway-style turn, and then repeat the process, effectively rotating a full three-hundred-sixty degrees for him I put my hand on a cocked hip and tilt my head "Like what you see?"

"Oh, yes," he says He leans back in the chair, his casual posture belied by the tension I see in his face and shoulders, and by the firaze flicks over me, and I s, hyperaware of my body’s reaction Of how I react whenever I’low Damien is like a switch, and it is he who turns ainst my sex, and the pressureme--it’s Da on the arms of that uncoering at that tiny triangle of irl Now stay still for just ahis touch and is protesting that his hands aren’t upon me and his cock isn’t deep inside h I knohat he is seeing The scars Not too long ago, I would have curled up on the floor and cried if someone looked at me so intently Hell, that is exactly what I did when Da Soed with Damien in it And not justto hold on to as I dig deep inside th I never even knew existed

Soh, Damien always knew that it was there More, he trusted that I would find it, too

He has always seen so much Not just the beauty queen Not just the scars He’s seen all of h heels or thenaked before hiht terrifying Now, I take comfort in it

But this is not a moment for deep reflection, nor do I want to think about scars or strength or the battles that we have fought All I want is Daht now

Boldly, I take a step toward him

"No," he says "Stop"

"Stop?"

He arches a brow

I cock my head a bit to indicate I understand, then raise a brow "Yes, sir"

"Good girl Now spread your legs, just a little That’s right," he says when I comply "Stay like that"

I a in the chair, which puts him about eye level with the red swath of material that barely coversI want," he says

Shock waves cut through my body, because I want it, too I want Damien inside me I want his cock in my mouth, in my cunt I want him to whisper to me, to make love ords in that extraordinary way that he has I want hiularly exquisite pleasure that is wrapped up in pain

Most of all, I want him to touch me