“How are you feeling?”
She shrugged and bit her lip. “I’m not sure. I can see how a couple of them might be interesting, but one creeps me out.”
“Okay. We’ll discuss it later. Go use the bathroom, and I’ll wait here.” He unclipped her leash, and she stared at him before walking into the bathroom and locking the door behind her.
So she liked a couple of them. That should make him happy, right?
She was back again before he had time to process his feelings. Again, she was standing too close.
“Did you touch yourself while you were in there, bad girl?” He smiled to let her know he was joking.
“No, that I might have asked for help with.” A wink accompanied that statement, and she tried to walk past him.
Banner grabbed her arm and pushed her back against the wall, pinning her there with a forearm across her chest. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” He clipped the leash back on and her eyelids drooped. “Someone likes the leash.”
She stood there meekly, not trying to get away, not looking impatient to get back to the party, studying his face through gentle eyes, breathing through parted lips.
God, she made him a lot crazy. A little crazy didn’t cover it.
“I should lift that pretty dress of yours and see how wet you are. Is getting handed around a room full of big, suit-wearing men turning you on, my dirty little slut?”
Her eyes widened. “I–I . . .”
“Maybe I should bring you back down there naked and let them all play with you.”
She whimpered and turned her head aside, presenting her throat.
Pressing against her, he parted her legs with his thigh and lifted it until her pussy was crushed against him. Her heat leached through his pants.
“Would you like that?”
She shook her head but pressed against his thigh. “No, please, Banner. Don’t.”
“What did you just call me?”
Kate arched up until their lips were almost touching. Her quiet whine filled the silence.
“What did you call me?” He growled, and she shuddered.
“Master, please don’t strip me and hand me around to—”
He cut off her plea with his mouth, kissing her the way he’d been aching to all evening. She kissed him back, fumbling with the buttons of his shirt, then sliding her hands along the bareness of his chest.
Would it be so wrong to have her right there, when there was a roomful of men vying for her attention downstairs? Probably. Did he care?
He slid his hand up her skirt. She was wet and so ready for him. His cock strained against his zipper. There was no objection when he pressed a finger up inside of her hot pussy and circled his thumb around her clit. She moaned desperately into his mouth.
He finger fucked her a few times then withdrew. When she started to complain, he pushed his damp finger into her mouth.
“Suck.”
She made a sound of protest, but like a good girl, she did it anyway.
“That was your punishment for distracting me while we have guests.”
Kate used her mouth on his finger as though she were giving it a blow job, but stopped when he glared.
“Be careful, Kate. You’re under my roof. Do you remember what I told you?” He regretfully pulled his finger from between her lips, then brushed her dress down and checked her hair.