Page 158 of Their Famous Dominant (Office Intrigue Duet 4)
“So, it’s official? The talent agency will reside on the thirty-eighth floor?” Clarissa asked.
Trent glanced at her. “I think it’ll work nicely. Plenty of space for what I had in mind. You have any suggestions?”
Clarissa smiled sweetly as she took a sip of her wine. “I liked it, to be honest. I think it’s laid out well. A lot of natural light and plenty of room to set up offices with a view. I think your clientele will approve.”
“Unfortunately, I don’t have any clientele at the moment,” he replied with a smirk.
“But you will,” she said matter-of-factly. “As soon as word gets out, you’ll be inundated with interest.”
“You think so?”
Clarissa shook her head. “I know so.”
“And what about you, pet? Have you made a decision on the job offer?”
Clarissa studied her wineglass while Master and I watched her. This was a subject we’d glossed over a couple of times recently. Master would bring it up, Clarissa would deflect and we’d be right back where we started. Not quite sure what Clarissa’s final decision was going to be.
Personally, I wanted her to accept the offer. I knew it would be a good fit for her and I thought beneath that uncertainty there was a lot of excitement at the prospect. On the other hand, I was selfish when it came to her. I believed she deserved it more than anything, but I also liked the idea of keeping her close.
“I’m meeting with Landon and Langston again in the morning,” she said, glancing between the two of us. “I have a couple of additional requests, and if they can meet me in the middle, there’s a good chance I’ll accept.”
I grinned as I took a sip of my wine. I knew Clarissa had a backbone. It was obvious now that I’d gotten to know her. And the fact that she seemed to have shed that doll-like response helped. Ever since she showed up on Master’s doorstep and requested punishment, Clarissa had been different. In a good way.
“Boy, would you please get my kit from my bedroom?” Master prompted.
Uh-oh. What was he up to?
I set my wineglass on the table. “Of course, Master.”
“Wait.” Trent halted me with a hand on my arm. “I’m not done with my instructions.”
I turned to look at him. “I apologize.”
“No apologies necessary.” He nodded his head toward the bathroom. “I would like you to draw Clarissa a bath. I had a few things delivered today. You’ll find them in the bathroom. Once that’s done, you can bring me my kit.”
I nodded. “Yes, Master.”
I hurried into the elaborate master bathroom to get everything ready for Clarissa. It took a few attempts to get the water to the appropriate temperature. Once I did that, I added a bath bomb—apparently, my Master made his purchases from Lush—and dimmed the lights. Not wanting the water to cool, I hurried to his closet, retrieved the toy bag, and made my way back to the living room.
I found Clarissa standing in the middle of the room. Master was standing behind her, slowly removing her clothes, piece by piece. Her eyes were closed, her nipples tiny little points. The woman fascinated me in every way. She was so damn sexy.
“Come with me, sunshine,” Master instructed once Clarissa was naked.
He took her hand and led her into the bedroom while I remained where I was, unsure what he wanted me to do. Figuring he would instruct me when he returned, I tried to relax. That was one thing about this submissive stuff I enjoyed most. I didn’t have to second-guess myself when I was around Master. I knew exactly what he wanted because he told me.
“Your turn, boy,” Master said when he joined me.
He retrieved the bag from my hand and set it on the chair he had vacated.
When he moved to stand in front of me, I simply stared into his eyes. He looked intent, as though he had a purpose with every action he took. I figured he did. That was the way he worked. Master rarely did things off the cuff.
I inhaled deeply when he freed my shirt from my jeans, lifting it up until he was removing it altogether. My circulatory system worked harder as I waited for his next move. His hand slipped into my hair, gripping tightly as he usually did. I’d come to love that move. It was an incredibly dominant thing for him to do, yet it seemed so simple.
“Clarissa and I are going to enjoy you tonight.” His voice was deep, his tone gruff as he held my gaze captive. “Remember you have a safe word should you need it.”
“Yes, Master,” I whispered. “I doubt I’ll need it.”
“Never doubt me, boy.” His grin was almost feral. “You don’t know what I have in store for you yet.”
No, I didn’t.
