Page 35 of Hurt Me Not
Pearl held onto the chair, lips pressed together, like she was refusing to acknowledge how much she liked it.
“Tell me, my pretty slut, how does it feel?”
“Dirty,” she breathed out as her eyes glanced back to the rest of the office.
The glass between us and them seemed incredibly thin. Like they could look at us anytime and see right through the tinted glass.
Maybe it was the forbidden element of it. How taboo it was. But she finally moaned for me, and I loved every second of it.
So I increased the intensity and watched as her mouth dropped open.
“Don’t hide your noises from me. Does it feel good? I told you to give me a show, didn't I?”
I picked up my sandwich and kept right on eating it, as if nothing was happening, and I saw the fury in her eyes. She wouldn’t be moaning for me. In fact, she was going to do whatever it took to pretend she felt nothing.
I almost smiled at that.
“Pearl, tell me. Do you want them to look? Do you want to have a vibrator between your legs and for me to make you come while they think we’re just having a meeting?”
Still nothing. Her face was red and her body was shaking, but other than that, no one would be able to tell what was going on.
“Fine, have it your way. How about we make this more interesting then?”
I pressed a button, and she looked back, just in time to see the tint in the glass vanish. Employees looked at us, some even smiled.
Pearl’s head snapped back to me, and I motioned for her to continue eating. This was just a sandwich lunch between boss and employee. Right?
But I knew it turned Pearl on even more. I knew doing something she saw as wrong would finally get her there.
She let out a gargled groan.
“Already? What a perfect, needy little toy I have. Maybe youarefit for the job after all.”
When she leaned forward, bracing herself on my desk, I couldn’t stop myself from staring as the orgasm rocked her entire body.
“This was your plan all along?” she finally forced out, her body still shaking. “You wanted them to watch?”
There was no way in hell I would allow anyone else to watch her come. The only reason I did it was because I knew she wouldn’t let them know what was really going on.
But I didn’t tell her that. Instead, I finished my sandwich before I answered her.
“My perfect Pearl. On the outside, so innocent, so unassuming. But only I can see just how depraved you truly are. Howdirtyyou are. That’s how I knew you’d take my offer. Youwant to be corrupted. To turn your fantasies into reality. And onlyIcan do that.”
I could always see her, but now I couldpeek into her soul and see every single dirty, messed-up thought. I wanted to bring them into the light, to expose them all and show her they weren’t wrong at all. Not for me.
I wanted her to feel needed. Important.
I knew she’d spent her entire life seeking attention and love. When she didn’t get it, she’d stuck to the shadows, thinking she was nothing—worthless.
She was anything but that to me.
Yes, I’d been cruel to her with my sharp tongue. I’d been mean to her. But when no one noticed her, I did. And I liked everything I saw.
She might be what I told her she was. Desperate. Depraved. Needy. But she was also unloved. Neglected. And while she stayed in the shadows, she always would be.
So I needed to force her out. I needed to show her someone cared enough to do it.
And part of me was secretly hoping she’d been waiting for that. Waiting for me.
