There are so many sensations that I can’t concentrate on one of them. Right now, the sensation that was actually the best for me was the one of her ...ong, silky hair, gently pooled across my thighs. But I felt that I would have to speed things up, that she would be offended if I failed to finish. So I said, in my first words since we had entered the room… ‘Scoot up’. I barely recognized my own croak.She moved closer to me, and I fumbled at her zipper, taking her jeans down to midthigh. She was. She gently pulls me to my feet, leaving the leash tight, leaving no slack. I reluctantly follow her out of the building. There’s a limo waiting for us outside with a man holding the door open for her. She pulls me inside with her. There’s a woman and a girl about my age inside. Along with a brute of a man. “Elsa, be a dear and get me my favorite drink,” Mistress Blackwood says. The girl grabs a glass from the bar and then she grabs a knife. She takes the knife to her hand and cuts it, filling. He says it with a smile and a practiced tone. Just down to underwear like him. You both chuckle. She stands and undresses dr****g her clothes neatly over the back of a kitchen chair. You do the same. His eyes never leave Karen as he salivates her form. And she smiles with a mock toast offering up her bottle. They clink and he leans in again. A quick kiss again. But this one has a bit more passion as his free hand goes right to her ass as he whispers to her sexily."Damn girl. You make me fucking. ’ She trailed off and shook her head, gathering her thoughts and through the cloud of fog clutched onto the one connection she still had to her dead father. ‘What are you looking for? Maybe I know where it is.’ Dara stalled, stepping around behind the desk once more, his eyes watching her as his hand searched for some kind of wedge. He didn’t want to tell her, he couldn’t. The mission was to get in, get the device and get the hell out, not fraternize with the boss’s daughter. ‘Its um…’ His.