CHAPTER 2: FACE-DOWN IN MY CUNT
CASSIDY’S POV
“Shhh,” I soothe, moving the heel in a slow, torturous circle around his shaft, tracing the thick vein. “This is mine. All of this… is mine. You don’t get to make a sound unless I give you permission. You don’t get to come unless I order it. Your pleasure, your pain, your very breath… belongs to me now.”
Tears well in his eyes.
I remove the heel and take a step back. I turn and walk to my desk, my back to him. I can feel his gaze on me, hot and desperate.
I slowly, deliberately, unbutton my blazer and let it fall to the floor. Then I reach back and unzip my skirt, letting it pool at my feet.
I stand there for a moment in just my black lace bra, my stockings, and my heels, letting him look his fill.
Then I turn around and lean back aga
