Page 68 of His Dark Pact

“You think they were extreme?” He tilted his head, as though pondering on her critique, but she noted how he didn’t outright refuse her.

“Being gagged while I worked, sir?” Her brow rose. “Yes, I’d say that was pretty extreme.”

“You deserved it.” His smile was lazy. “Neededit, even. Your attention to detail was far greater once you couldn’t speak.”

“Is that right?” She wouldn’t have been able to believe his audacity had she not had the distinct feeling he was only toying with her. They were playing with each other.

“Thatisright.” He leaned over her, sending a flood of water cascading in all directions as he pinioned her lightly against the plastic. “I know what you need, little girl, and I’m not afraid to give it to you.”

Fuck.He made that sound irresistibly indecent.

“Really?”

The weight of his body trapped her in her seat, but despite the bloom of panic that surged, she leaned into the burgeoning excitement. She wanted him again, and there he was, between her legs—precisely where he needed to be.

“In which case, I’ll definitely require greater rewards, sir.” Steering the discussion back to his original question, she suppressed her glee.

It was exquisite being immobilized by him and being so wholly under his control. Kyle wasn’t a young man, but he was still so much bigger and stronger than she was.

“An even bigger bonus, you mean?” Leaning forward, he wrapped his lips around her puckering left nipple and sucked.

She cried out at the stark sensation, although her hips pushed north beneath him. That kind of stimulation would take her right back to the brink.

“Mayberegularbonuses, sir?” She hoped he knew she was talking about orgasms, although when their gazes met, she decided she didn’t care. If he wanted to hand out his money like candies, she’d take that, too.

Resting on his elbows, his thumb and finger rose to tweak the suckled bud.

“So, more than one bonus?”

“Yes.” His attention ignited her all over again, her arousal amplified now that her hands were trapped at the sides of her body, and she was unable to fend him off. Not that she’d have even considered doing so. “It’s been a long time since I had so many bonuses, sir.”

“That is a travesty, little girl.” He focused on her other nipple. “And it has to change.”

“Yes, please.” She leaned her head back on the tiled floor as he took her sensitive tissue between his teeth and gently tugged.

Yes.She moaned aloud, her sex contracting at the treatment.

“I can do that.” His breath was hot as he rose over her. “I can make sure you’re compensated every time you please me.”

Every time?That sounded simply too good to be true.

She’d come for the money because she was desperately in debt and miserable with her floundering life, but what she’d found was the potential for something even more valuable. Kyle was a man who would push her to her very limits and beyond, but with the promise of pleasure still lingering in the air, he had the capacity for more as well. He was a guy she’d stay and work for willingly—for the right salary, yes, but also for the breathless connection they inspired.

He’d called itservice,an inanely sexy verb that reinforced her frantic arousal, but she’d come to know the pulsing pull between them for something else—something more. It was more than only lust. Her surrender to Kyle was the type of ritual no religion could have come close to ascribing her with. It was visceral, as though she was born to do it, as if she was made to attend to him.

“So, we indulge in this pleasure.” His expression was mischievous. “And you finish your trial. After that, we’ll see how we feel.”

That was fair. It was more than she could have expected, really. Neither of them was in a position to make promises.

“Yes.” It was all she could think to say, the sizzling yearning still dominating her body, despite her recent release. “I’ll do whatever you say, sir. I’ll trust you.”

There was no doubt she meant the pledge as it left her lips. She would trust him because, deep down, she had no choice. Life without Kyle was too unthinkable.

“That’s good.” He ascended over her, leaving her body cold and wanting as she eyed his muscles, their edges defined as the water showered from his body to hers.

She’d never seen a physique like his before. Not in real life. Kyle looked like an ex-Olympic athlete, his body honed after what must have been years of conditioning.

“Are you happy with our agreement, Amy?” His hand rose to tip her chin north to meet his eyes. “Or do you need a revised contract?”