•coffee; check. •resume; check. •pencil skirt and new blouse; check, check. •idea of what was going on; not checked off. ~~~ "You're mine." He whispered, leaning in closer. I tilted my head away, closing my eyes tightly. Could he smell my arousal? I sure could. "From that beautiful hair to those heeled covered feet. It's all mine." I whimpered and bit my lip, looking him straight in the eye. "Then take what's yours." I was tired of waiting; tired of holding back. If he wanted me, then he could have me. Even if I had to indulge in his rough BDSM ways.