Touch In The Dark

Chapter 55

Dimitri's POV

"You're bored?" I ask, amused at her predicament.

Her head nods as she sits in the seat in front of my desk. I have a few things in mind that are fun.

"Entertain me." Her smile stretches across her face.

I hum. "How about you entertain me while I finish up my work." I lean back in my seat, daring her to agree.

Her eyes look off to the side as she thinks about what she wants to say.

"How am I supposed to do that? I can sing." She jokingly offers. I know she can't sing. Her voice is beautiful, but when she sings to herself quietly in the shower she's tone deaf. Still adorable though.

"I have something better in mind." I smirk and lean down to open my desk drawer. I've had full intention of fucking her in this office one day so I bought a few things just for her.

I grasp the black vibrating nipple clamps and set them on the table. I'm not sure how sensitive her nipples are, so lets find out.

She eyes the clamps cautiously, probably wondering what the small remote is next to the clamps. Little does she know, the small remote will stay in my hand while the clamps are stuck to her. I'll turn them on and off at my own will.

Evelyn's POV

What the hell is that? Not going to lie, I'm slightly intimidated.

Dimitri examines my reaction. "Take them." He smirks evilly.

My nose scrunches as I take them into my hands. They're kind of heavy. Not like holy shit heavy but if you were to drop it on your toe, you'd say a few explicit words.

I pull at the clips, making the plastic separate. I think this go on my nipples, if they go somewhere else, I'd be a little confused.

This isn't the type of entertainment I came in here for, but I'm not going to object.

His eyes never leave mine, like he's waiting on me.

"Did we make a safe-word?" His eyebrow quirks upwards.

Did we? I honestly can't remember. "If we did, I don't remember."

His head nods. "Since we both can't remember, pick one. Make sure it's one syllable." He returns to typing on his computer.

He doesn't rush me on picking a word, which I'm grateful for. Should it just be red? I feel like that's too mainstream. What about something you'd never say during sex? Like fart or ew. It'd probably kill the mood, but that's what safe-words are supposed to do, right?

As I continue to think, Dimitri keeps his eyes on the computer.

"Sniper?" I ask.

He chuckles. "It's not one syllable but it'll do."

What the hell is a syllable?

He grabs the small black object that was sitting next to the clamps. I don't know exactly what it is but maybe it's something to make him feel good?

"Remove your shirt and bra. I want your chest bare." He says as he continues to type.

At least he's not watching me. That makes it a little less embarrassing. I take off my shirt and bra then toss the items on the chair next to me.

His eyes shift to my chest, his pupils dilate slightly. He stands from his chair and walks towards me and kneels down on his knees. His face is close to mine, seeing him this close up makes him so sexy, I swear.