When I do come, I expect recoil as she tries to pull back, but she doesn’t; she keeps her mouth sealed around me and swallows every last drop.
Mia eases back on her legs now that she’s done, looking up at me for approval.
I give it to her, reaching down to give her cheek a tender caress. “Good girl.”
I note hunger in her eyes, a desire for more—not of my cock necessarily, but maybe the approval it earned her. This is the kind of nuance I couldn’t pick up on the cameras, the kind you can only get firsthand. It’s potentially useful knowledge, so I tuck it away for later.
Now I pull my pants up and fasten them, watching her. I consider giving her a little more, but I don’t. I’m supposed to be making her hate me, not figuring out and feeding her kinks.
I guess I could do both.
No, I need to stay focused.
I don’t know.
Before I can get lost any further down this rabbit hole of distraction, I take one last look at her sitting there looking up at me, her perfect body bare for me. More than her body is bare right now; she’s experiencing some vulnerability and confusion. I should stay and do something with that, but I don’t.
Without another word, I leave.
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I haven’t quit thinking about Mia’s mouth around my cock by the time I get back to my study, which is damned inconvenient. The last thing I need is to be haunted by visions of her blue eyes looking up at me, brimming with conflicted feelings.
Out of curiosity, I decide to pop into my security room. I already have my room pulled up on the main monitor from last time I checked in on her, but now I frown because she’s not on the screen. I look up at the other monitors, checking my sitting room. She shouldn’t be in there, but I check anyway. I gave Adrian specific orders to keep her in my bedroom now. I don’t want her running into Vince again. He’s not home right now, but it’s just better to keep her in my bedroom.
She’s not in the sitting room, either. I check the hallway and see Adrian is still guarding the door, so he didn’t go rogue and decide to rescue her. He wouldn’t do that this close to getting Elise, though I’m sure he’s tempted.
I rewind the footage to see where she went. I rewind too far, and there she is, kneeling on the floor in front of me, sucking my cock. Jesus Christ. I hurry to skip ahead, but my stupid cock is already under the mistaken impression it’s going to get more of her sweet mouth.
Ignoring my baser urges, I watch her after I left. She remains on the floor for several minutes, unmoving. A faint wince tugs at me. I knew making her participate like that would take things up a notch, make her feel it differently, but actually watching her sit there, struggling… well, it’s unpleasant.
Thankfully, she pulls herself together. Gets up off the floor and wanders around the room. I stifle a groan as she pops into my closet and comes out wearing one of my dress shirts. Nothing else. Jesus Christ.
Now that her body is covered, she takes the empty food tray to the door and hands it to Adrian. She closes the door and goes back in my bedroom, then glances at the bathroom door. Her gaze drifts back to the bed, then the bathroom door again. She finally turns back around and goes back to the door to talk to Adrian. They stay right in the doorway, which is damned inconvenient. I turn up the audio, but they’re too far away on this screen and talking quietly, so I can’t hear what they’re talking about. After a brief conversation, she nods and steps back into the bedroom, closing the door. Then she goes in the bathroom, which presumably is where she is now.
What did she say to Adrian?
I switch to the hallway monitor, but again, since they were right in the doorway between rooms, I can’t make out what’s being said.
Goddammit.
I consider going up there again, but to be honest, I’m not sure I can keep myself out of the bedroom if I do. Instead, I switch back to live view in the hallway and call Adrian.
“Yeah?” he answers, none too friendly.
“What did Mia say to you?”
“What?” his voice is sharp, but faintly confused.
“Just now, when I left the room. She opened the door to talk to you after she gave you the food tray. What did she say?”
Adrian pauses briefly, then spins around to look up at the camera. “Jesus fucking Christ, you just left her and you’re already spying on her? Don’t you have actual work to do?”
I kick back in my seat, smirking at the screen. “Yes, and I can get to it if you answer my question instead of monitoring my behavior.”