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you ‘Master’ and I
will be your slave. I don’t beg and I’ll…” He heard the catch in her voice and
knew that she was enjoying this. “I’ll clarify what you tell me so that you
won’t have to punish me.”
    “Good slave.” He suckled her clit
into his mouth; at the same time, he buried two of his fingers deep into her
channel. Her scream of release tore from her throat. He didn’t stop as she
flooded his hand, but continued to drink her juices as she rode his mouth.
    Nathan couldn’t believe how
responsive she was. Even when he moved his wet fingers to her ass she moaned. Using
his small finger he plunged inside of her as he fucked her with his tongue. She
came six times quick and hard before he sat up and fisted his cock. When he
asked her for a condom she pointed to the small table next to the bed and he
grabbed one and handed it to her.
    “Sheath me, slave. Then roll to
your back. I’m going to fuck you hard.” She dropped the wrapper twice before
she got it open. Then she was trembling so hard she had some difficulty rolling
it over him. Nathan nearly came twice with her fingers touching him so
intimately.
    When she rolled to her knees he
was deep inside of her before she was completely ready for him. He grabbed her
hips and held her tight as he pistoned inside of her. He was so close that he
knew that if she tightened around him again like she had his fingers and tongue
he was going to explode. Leaning down over her, pressing her into the mattress,
he bit her shoulder and felt her come apart. Nathan’s vision blurred as he came.
His entire body convulsed hard over and over as he jettisoned deep inside of
her rippling channel. Then he simply dropped on her and rolled at the last
second, taking her with him. He was tumbling into sleep when he heard her moan
again. Nathan smiled. He’d found his sub.

Chapter 6
     
    Alyssa watched her brother. There
was something different about him today. She’d been trying to remember if it
was a haircut, or maybe he’d gotten a new suit, but he was walking around the
office as if he had springs on his feet. She smiled when he seemed to stop in
mid-step and smile before moving on. Whatever had put that bounce in his step
and the odd smile on his face, she was happy for it.
    “Mrs. Waite, there’s a call for
you on line two. It’s Mr. Jacobson from the Atlanta office. He wants you to
tell him what the numbers mean for the account down there. He seems to think
there has been a breach of some sort.”
    Alyssa looked at her assistant,
Mable. “Did he say which account?” She nodded and handed her a note. Alyssa
brought the account up on her computer before she opened the line. She
scribbled a small note telling Mable to get her brother and Drew. “Mr.
Jacobson, it’s Alyssa. How’s it going besides this number issue?” She couldn’t see
anything, but continued to look. Sometimes it was just an accounting error of
only a few pennies that had her accountant calling her and asking her to clear
something up. She went down the long column of numbers to see if she could
recall anything that might have changed.
    “It’s fine, Mrs. Waite. I just…I
know how you don’t like mistakes on the money that goes out so I keep a close
eye on it for you. But this is a little more…well, Mrs. Waite, I was really
surprised by this one.”
    Her office door opened and both
her brother and Drew walked in. She smiled when she saw that even with a call
to the office Nathan still looked happy. She put the phone on speaker and told
Mr. Jacobson who was in the room with her.
    “What accounts are we supposed to
be looking at, Tim?” Nathan asked. “Maybe that’ll narrow down what we’re
looking at.”
    “It’s that project that you are
working on, Mr. Howard, the Madison Avenue project. There is a large…well, a
very large sum of money going out that I have no receipt for. And I’ve looked
several times for it. You’re usually so very good at giving me all those at the
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