Boss Me (Private Listing #3)

I smile like he’s the most brilliant man on the planet. “You’re so smart.”

Coop smiles and cocks an eyebrow at my overacting. Before he can think better of it, I pull my tie off and then go around to his back. He gives me his hands willingly, and I use the double knot Noah taught me to bind his hands and tie them to the chair to keep him there.

I sashay in front of him. The short skirt barely covers my panties. I drop down in front of him and spread his knees apart. My gaze lifts from his throbbing cock to his blue eyes.

“Does it hurt like that?”

“You want to kiss it better?” He gives me a cocky smile.

“Would that help, sir?” Precum leaks out of his tip. Pretty sure I know the answer to that.

“Yes, it would help a lot.” He shifts in the chair.

I lean forward and take his tip into my mouth, wrapping my hand around his shaft.

“Fuck, Madison. Just like that. Take it deeper.”

“Nah, tiger. Why don’t you stand?” Blake’s voice fills the room.

Chapter 118

Proxy Battle

Blake

Madison stands and hops up on the desk facing Coop. She grins back at me. “Oops.”

Coop’s brow scrunches. “What’s going?—‍”

“Love, take your panties off.”

Madison slides off the desk and shimmies out of the panties Coop wanted her to wear. When she holds them up, I close and lock the door.

“Stuff them in his mouth.” I raise an eyebrow at Coop, wondering how much he’ll protest this interruption or if he’ll go along with our new game.

Madison glances over her shoulder and throws me an air kiss before she straddles Coop’s lap. “Open.”

For a second, he looks like he’s going to protest. But then he opens his mouth for her, and she leans in and sucks on his lower lip.

“Good boy.” She puts her panties in his mouth. “I got a little education of my own before coming up here.”

His eyes flare with heat. He’s loving this side of her, and I can’t say I blame him. She’s taking charge, but only as far as I let her leash out.

“Come here.”

She grabs his chin and kisses his nose before standing in that obscenely short skirt. Her hips swing as she walks my way, and Coop’s gaze never leaves that skirt.

I tip her chin up so she looks at me. “Who do you belong to, love?”

“You . . .” Her smile turns mischievous. “Daddy.”

My cock twitches. I’m going to spank her good for that, but I spin her around so her back is to me and Coop can see her face. My hand goes between her legs, and I thrust my finger into her pussy.

“Oh!” Surprise colors her tone as she leans against me.

“And this pussy?” I lean down to speak directly in her ear. My gaze meets Coop’s. Her pussy grows wetter around my finger. “Who does this pussy belong to?”

“You, Daddy.” She squirms against me. Her words less of a taunt as her breath quickens.