“Katie!” He groaned and thrust up, his head going back in the chair, and they probably would have tipped over if the desk hadn’t been behind them. He lifted her up with his hips, his cock exploding again like a white hot geyser, the continual, persist tug of her pussy like the moon pulling the tide, unstoppable. “Oh fuck! Fuck! Baby!”
“Yes!” She urged, keeping up the motion all on her own, back and forth, her clit still throbbing as she rocked on top of him, wanting more, more-she couldn’t get enough. Liam groaned, collapsing into the chair, grabbing an armful of hair this time and pulling her face to his, kissing her deeply, his tongue pulling her in.
“Oh sweet, sweet Kitten,” he murmured, fingertips running down her sweaty back. “Now that’s what I call a workout.”
She giggled “Way better than yoga.”
The phone rang and he sighed, reaching over and picking it up. “Quinn.”
Katie slowly disengaged herself from his lap and he listened, retrieving her clothes and pulling them quickly on. Behind her, Liam was dressing, the phone crooked between his shoulder and his ear.
“Good girl, Jenna,” he said finally, grinning at the way Katie glared at his term of endearment. “Excellent way to stall them. I’ll be right down.”
“Big business deal?” Katie asked, perched on the arm of the leather sofa, watching him pull on his suit coat.
Liam quickly tied his tie. “Fitness Craze wants to merge with us. It will make us the largest health club chain in the country.”
“And what do you have to do with it?” she wondered out loud
“I own the company.”
She gaped at him. “All of them? The whole chain?”
Well, that explains the brand new Maserati.
“I thought you were interested in my skills as a Dom, not in my money.” Liam came out from behind the desk, catching her around the waist and pulling her in close, using his other hand to restrain her wrists behind her back. Just that made her stomach do flips.
“I am,” she insisted, looking up at him, hopeful. “Does this mean… are we… can we…?”
He smiled at her hesitation, but didn’t help her out.
“Are you going to train me?” she whispered.
“What do you think I’ve been doing?” He laughed, shaking his head. “You don’t need the fancy joint and all the equipment you know. As a personal trainer, I could train anyone, anywhere, using anything. I can do the same as a Dom.”
“Well don’t tell that to Fitness Craze.” She smiled, nuzzling her cheek against his chest, her heart soaring, but then she thought of something that hadn’t occurred to her before. “But… what about… do you have any other… you know… clients?”
He frowned, lifting her chin so he could look into her eyes. “You’re not a client, Katie.”
“No?”
“No, you’re my…” He hesitated and she watched him struggle, waiting. “You’re my kitten.” He seemed satisfied with that, and so was she, and he embraced her tightly. “I guess this means my basement is all for you now. Starting tonight.”
“Tonight?” Her eyes widened.
“Oh yes.” Liam nodded, his smile grim. “You’re going to be punished for interrupting me at work when I told you to wait.”
“Ohh…” Her ass clenched at the thought. She looked at him, considering. “You’re really going to do this… only with me? Are you sure?”
“Yes.” He pressed his lips to her forehead and she felt his breath, warm and sweet. “Life doesn’t throw naked, crying submissives at my feet every day, you know.”
She flushed. “So you knew from the beginning?”
“I knew when I asked you to show me, that night in the car, and you did.” He caressed her cheek and she took his hand in hers, turning it over and kissing his palm, just like she had then.
The knock on the door made them both jump.
“Damnit.” He kissed her again, quickly this time, but hard. “My place. Tonight. The basement.”
“But… I don’t know how much of a deterrent punishments are, really, to being a brat, when so far, the punishments have been so…” She sighed happily.
He chuckled. “You’ll learn.”
Liam let her go, striding to answer the door and as Katie watched him, she knew he was absolutely right.
She’d always been a quick study.