She didn’t think. She responded to the dark command in his voice. This was what she’d longed for all of her life. This was what she’d wanted. She’d been far too afraid to explore it beyond romance novels, but she couldn’t turn it down now that it was being offered to her. And by Gideon. Oh, she’d dreamed of Gideon and Reid.
Half a fantasy was better than nothing.
Hands shaking, she unbuttoned the top button of her sensible shirt. Gideon said nothing, merely sat back in his chair and watched her with inscrutable eyes. She wished beyond anything that she’d taken Reid up on his offer. Not two days before, he’d playfully offered to take her to a lingerie store and help her buy some pretty, frilly things. She’d laughed him off. She didn’t need lingerie.
“Fold it and place it on the desk, then take off your bra next. I want to see your breasts.”
She did as he asked and then struggled with the back of her utilitarian white minimizer bra. Her underwear wasn’t any better. It was white cotton. Boring. Bland. She’d bought them in packs of twelve at a big box store.
She was going to ask Reid to help her buy pretty things. How could she think of herself as pretty when she wouldn’t even buy herself a nice pair of underwear? The bra came free and she was standing in front of Gideon Michaels. He was staring at her breasts. She leaned over and dropped the bra on her folded shirt.
“Your nipples are hard, Jessica. Are you aroused?”
“I think I’m cold.” She probably shouldn’t tell him how much she wanted this.
His voice got deeper, his eyes narrowed. “Don’t lie to me, love. I bet if I put you over my knee right now, I could force those pretty thighs open and do you know what I would find? I would find a pink pussy all ripe and ready for me. If I wanted to, I could fuck you right now. I could force you on my cock and you would take me. Now tell me the truth. Or would you rather I found out for myself? If I discover a lie, Jessica, I will administer punishment. I’ll ask again. Are you aroused?”
She could barely breathe. “I am now.”
“Excellent. Now take off that skirt and whatever form of underwear you’re wearing.” He said the word underwear with a hint of disdain. “I want to see your pussy.”
With only the barest moment of hesitation, she pushed the skirt off her hips, hooking her underwear under her thumbs so he didn’t see the bland nature of them. She was left standing in only her black heels.
“Perfect. Leave the shoes.” He stared, his eyes moving up and down her body as though assessing every part of her. His hand came up and he wordlessly asked her to turn around with a flick of his finger.
She did it. She made a slow turn though her skin flushed with embarrassment. She wasn’t going to give in. She knew she was overweight, but her breasts were nice. Some men liked a round ass. She wasn’t going to allow her fear to rule her one moment longer.
She turned again when he told her to and then she stood for what felt like forever. Despite her newfound belief in standing her ground, anxiety started to build.
“You’re lovely, Jessica.” His hand went to the top of his slacks. He made quick work of his belt buckle and lowered the zipper. “Whatever happens later, you should know that. You’re a beautiful woman. You deserve far better than me.”
But she didn’t want better. She wanted him. “I don’t know what to do.”
“You don’t have to know what to do. It’s up to me to tell you. Get on your knees, love. I’m going to teach you a thing or two.”
Jessica felt her eyes widen as he stripped off his dress shirt and tie. His slacks were still on, but his cock jutted out of them. Thick and long, she’d never seen anything as perfectly, gloriously decadent as Gideon Michaels.
Jessica got on her knees, the carpet thick under her legs.
“Spread your legs wider and thread your fingers together behind your back. Look at that. That’s the way. Now your breasts and your pussy are nicely on display.” He leaned forward and flicked her nipples.
Her breath hitched. He ran a single finger around her nipple. It puckered and pouted. She’d never imagined her breasts could be so sensitive.
“Don’t you move.” He took her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, He twisted lightly, just a touch of pain. She felt it in her pussy.
He slid his free hand down her torso, tracing a line of heat all the way down between her legs.
“Wider.”
She didn’t hesitate at all this time. Gideon was taking command. It seemed to dissipate her anxiety. She didn’t have to be worried. She only had to follow Gideon’s command.