Innocence Defied (New York) by Lainey Reese

other still stroked himself. It took him several deep breaths but eventually he opened his eyes to look down at her again. She watched as he took in the sight of her breasts decorated with his seed. The look on his face made her want to do it all over again. When his eyes met hers, the smile she gave him must have made it clear what she was thinking.
    “Darlin’,” he said all breathless and raspy, “you are gonna be the death o’ me.” Then he leaned down and kissed her with a sweetness that brought tears to her eyes and a tender joy to her heart.
     
     
    “You want me to do what ?” Zoe looked at Gage the next morning with dawning horror. They had slept through the night with Zoe draped over him like a blanket. He’d woken her twice during the night, once with his mouth between her legs again and once with his hands there. Then when the alarm went off, he’d dragged her into the shower and bathed her from head to toe so thoroughly that she’d barely been able to stand on her own when he was finished.
    While she bathed him in turn, Gage had showed her how to bring him to climax using just her hands. As she watched him tremble and gasp and groan at the touch of her fingers, she’d been awed. Her entire existence she’d loved him from afar and he’d always seemed larger than life and completely out of her reach. Now he was here and touching her and teaching her how to touch him, and it was a miraculous.
    What he was asking now, however, was more than a little scary.
    “You are going to spend the day at work with me,” he repeated, his voice calm and reasonable. “Everyone there will think you are my new intern.”
    Zoe was sitting on her bed, wearing nothing but a towel as she watched him rifle through her closet while he spoke to her over his shoulder.
    “What you’ll really be there for is to act as my sub.” Gage turned to her with a skirt suit in his hands. The sinfully soft fabric was a deep dark blue with a thin silver pinstripe. It was a super mini with pleats to the skirt that made it bounce and tease with each step. He then pulled out a silk cami in pomegranate red to go under the cropped jacket.
    “Gage.” She tried again. “What if someone comes in? You could get in trouble.” When he only chuckled and laid her clothes on the bed beside her, she sputtered, “I’m not kidding. What if we get caught and you get in trouble with your family?”
    “Oops.” He cupped her face in is big palms. “You worry too much. I own the company, I can’t get in trouble.” When she opened her mouth to argue, he laid his lips over hers and kissed away every thought she had in her head.
    “Being the boss has a few perks. One of which is that no one—no one—comes into my office without waiting for my okay to enter.” One more kiss and then he walked out, leaving her tingling but still a little scared.
     
     
    “Mr. Hollister, you have Mr. Marshall Senior on line one.”
    Gage lifted his head from between Zoe’s legs with a jolt. She was sprawled out on his desk with that tiny skirt tangled up around her waist. He’d strapped her legs up and back with some Velcro restraints that he’d secured around her chest. He sat back in his chair. As he swirled a couple fingers in the juices he’d drawn from her, he watched her face as she struggled out from the fog.
    “Thank you, Karen,” he replied when he’d depressed the intercom button with his free hand. Knowing it was just this side of mean, he said, “Sub, I want you to be very quiet as I take this call.” When she looked at him in panic, he quickly opened the line before she could voice an objection that he’d have to discipline her for.
    “Allen,” Gage said to Zoe’s father as he slid his thumb in a firm circle over her clit. “How are you?”
    Gage had to bite the inside of his lip to keep from laughing at the look of horror on her face.
    “Fine. Just fine, son.” Allen Marshall’s voice came through loud and clear over the speaker and