His Little Kitten
I joke, wiggling my ass on his sofa and scooching the already almost indecent hem of my dress up higher in the process.
“I’m sure you will do other things that deserve punishment, Little Kitten.”
“What if you are on a business trip?” I ask.
“You are my Personal Assistant, you will be with me,” Adonis purrs. “Possibly sharing my room.”
“When is this business trip? And do we also share a bed?” I ask .
“I don’t have one planned until after The Mating Ball,” he replies.
I pout.
“I’ll tell you what…on our trip to Barcelona, we don’t have to do anything but enjoy the sun and one another. I’ll make you mine then,” Adonis says.
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