Just For You, Sir (Doms of Decadence) (27 page)

He reached around and rubbed her nipples. She groaned feeling the sensation all the way down to her clit.

“Sir, Sir, more.”

Leaving her breasts, he thrust two fingers deep into her pussy, driving them in as he played with her clit with the fingers of her other hand.

“I’m going to come!” she cried.

He continued to thrust deep inside her, the dual sensation of his cock in her ass and his fingers deep in her pussy made her scream as she came again. Derrick rocked inside her, letting out his own shout of release as he came.

***

An hour later, after they’d cleaned up and moved into the bedroom, Jacey lay snuggled up to him in bed. Derrick ran his hand up and down her back.

“So, does this mean you’ve forgiven me?”

His hand stilled. “Yes.” He grasped hold of her chin gently, raising her face. “But you will never, ever do something like this again, understand me?”

“Yes, Sir,” she replied. “I promise.”

She ran her hand over
his chest. “Do you think Holly is going to come back to work for you?”

Derrick sighed and put his hands behind his head. “I don’t know. Truthfully, I don’t think she will. The experience was extremely traumatic for her. I’m just so bloody thankful that Brax didn’t die.”

It had been a close call. Brax had been shot in the chest, but luckily nowhere near his heart. He’d recently been released from hospital and was back home with Holly looking after him. But they’d all been worried about Holly. She’d been traumatized by what happened, particularly from nearly losing Brax. She’d run herself down to the point of exhaustion in the hospital, until Derrick had stepped in and forced her to take care of herself.

“So you’ll hire someone in the meantime.”

“Yes.”

“Think you can find anyone who will put up with you?” Jacey teased.

“Well,” he said, rolling her over onto her other side and spreading her legs. He slipped inside her from behind. Jacey gasped at the sensation. “I guess I was thinking I’d already found her.”

“Me? You want me to work for you? Do you think that’s a good idea?”

“Temporarily. We could see how it goes. I’m not quite ready to let you out of my sight, Jacey, and I do need some help. What do you say?”

He’d increased his pace, his hand slipping
around her body to play with her clit.

“Say you’ll help me.”

“You don’t exactly fight fair, you know,” she replied, her voice growing breathless.

“I’d never win if I did that. And I like to win.”

She snorted, her hips rising to meet his thrusts.

“You’ll start working on your overprotective issues. I’m not made of glass. Nothing is going to happen to me.”

He thrust deeper, faster. “Always going to watch out for you. It’s who I am. But I’ll try to give you more space. Maybe.”

Well, she supposed that was a start. Of sorts.

“So you’ll do it?”

“
Yes. But I’m not putting up with any funny stuff. Things will be strictly business at the office. No more telling me to raise my skirt and spread my legs.”

“We’ll see. We’ll see.”