Goodness, the man knew how to work a suit and, as she circled him, she couldn't resist running a hand down his back. It was a simple indulgence, one that she'd give into this once because she could. After that, though, all bets were off.
He was hers tonight, all hers, and since he'd lost the bet, well. He had to play by her rules. It really was a
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His tie got another tug, this one a lot harder and she looked up at him with a raised eyebrow. Honestly, she could stand around in those shoes all day long and not bat an eyelash. She looked fucking spectacular and she knew it; she wanted to hear him say it. "You look way too amused for someone who's going to need to pay a lot of money to have this suit dry cleaned when tonight is over."
Her smile was smug as she pulled the tie again. "Take it off. Just the tie."
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"We're lucky I have a lot of money then." His biggest concern wasn't paying for his dry cleaning. That was easy. That didn't really scare him. If his suit got ruined then so be it. He'd get a new one. He had his ways, Annie. He was sorta looking forward to the dominance from her. He spent a lot of his time dominating others. This would be a nice change of pace.
"Alright." He lifted his hands up and went to undoing it. Finally he undid the knot and freed it from around his neck. He held the tie up and dangled it there. "What exactly do you need it for?"
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She took the tie and dropped it on the ground. Like that, it was forgotten; in fact, she probably walked on it with her next step as she made another trip around him. This time, she didn't touch his back, no matter how tempting... and it was tempting. It was tempting to undress him herself and get down to business, but that wasn't the way tonight was going to work.
Once she was standing back in front of him, she licked her bottom lip carefully. Every breath she took was filled with how close he was, so she took a measured step back and cocked her hip. "You can take the rest of it off, too." A wicked smile crossed her face. "Then kneel."
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"Those, too," she told him, her smile a little more smug than his. She doesn't walk on his pants and certainly not - gasp! - the vest, but she does kick them away because he's not going to be needing them any time soon. "And the next time you ask a dumb question, there will be consequences."
Because of course she wants you naked, Harvey, otherwise what's the point of all this? Don't be an idiot, she knows you're smarter than that. And once he's naked and kneeling, she looks just a little delighted.
Stepping close once again, she leaned over so that the tops of her breasts were directly in his face but her lips were against his ear, her voice low and husky. "I know how you feel about control, Harvey, but you're currently naked and kneeling in my living room. You have none. Now, follow me to the couch."
That doesn't mean stand up, either.
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Annie let her smile show, the giddy one, since she kept her back to him, and turned once they got to the couch. Looking down at him, knee high, gave her such a feeling of satisfaction, and she admired the view for a moment. Only a moment, though. There were issues at hand.
"Stay."
It's the command it sounds like and she leaves him facing the couch with a dainty step around his body - not to go too far, though. The instrument she was looking for was sitting just inside the kitchen on the counter, so she never had to take her eyes off him. And her return walk was just as steady, the sound of her heels on the floor stopping once she got to the carpet.
She stood behind him for a moment - God, he had a nice ass - then smacked the leather end of the crop into her hand before laying it in a sound smack! across the right cheek of his backside. "Next time I tell you to do something, do it. Quickly. I hate it when men ( ... )
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Instead, she leaned forward and, placing one heel flat on his thigh, answered his question with one word: "Me."
Then she swung from the elbow, not hard enough to leave any permanent marks, but it would certainly sting and might even still be pink in the morning. Right against the meaty part of his upper arm, near his shoulder. "I'll ask the questions and you'll speak only when spoken to. Move when told. Clear?"
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Close her? He was going to go right ahead and assume innuendo. That was the most obvious answer. He shaken out of figuring out a course of action when the riding crop came down against his upper arm. He jaw clenched and his teeth ground together at the sharp stinging sensation. He finally swallowed and exhaled slowly. "Crystal." She was the boss. He was good at bucking Jessica's authority at work, but that didn't have instantaneous repercussions like these. That and this was just so much fun.
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Professionalism was key in his chosen line of work and she didn't want him to be questioned in the office. Maybe if he was a little stiff or a tiny bit sore as he walked it would show, but even then, other attorneys would just assume he'd had a rough day at the gym. Only Jessica and Donna might assume differently and, of the two, only Donna might make the leap into what actually happened. As if Harvey would tell.
His single word answer gave her a thrill that she very nearly couldn't contain but, if he knew her as well as he thought he did, he'd see the glint of wicked delight in her eyes ( ... )
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She saw him look down at her perfectly pedicured feel nestled inside her thousand dollar Christian Louboutins and actually turn her down when it came to removing them; she also knew that he wouldn't be able to resist touching her for very long. He loved touching her. He was already naked and, if she did this correctly, well. She wouldn't have to touch a single lace on her own clothing ( ... )
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