I was taking too long to answer, I guess, and green eyes flicked up to meet mine as his merciless fingers started their twisting again. No, no, I answ...red quickly to make him stop, and my voice was so hoarse and small, so meek and sexy I could barely recognize it as my own. He sighed then, his hands reached around to my ass, still over the dress, and he pressed me so tightly against him that I thought his cock would bruise me. His hands squeezed my ass hard and my heart pounded while I waited. It had somehow slipped Angel's mind that she was earning money every day by working as his receptionist. She hesitated before taking his money. Angel knew she was not a good employee, she had done a horrible job for him, and she hadn't even bothered to ask him how much he was paying her."Listen Angel," Jordan said softly, "I want to help you get on your feet, don't let things like this stress you out. I'm here for you, now take the money and forget it."She thought of the night before when he. Standing up, I moved over so that I could kiss her mouth, gently at first but then a second, more intense kiss, which ended with me telling her that I loved her and hoped that she was happy. She smiled back at me and reassured me that she was very happy as long as I was sure that this is what I wanted, because she would do nothing that might upset the man she loved above all else.Withdrawing from her mouth, I moved down to rain kisses on her panty covered sex as Greg took my place at her head,. .." Woooh, hold on there. What did you mean by 'mark'?" I heard a muffled 'oops', "Are you saying that Chris is carrying my mark? Mom! How the hell did he came to carry my mark? I didn't even know how to put a mark on someone. How the hell did he get my MARK?!!!"I noticed mom was stuffing her ears with her fingers by the time I finished yelling at her. "You're being hysterical again. I admit, I may have been quite underhanded when I put your mark on him, but it's for your own good. You don't.