"I was in the club for a business deal," Ares began. "The meeting place was unprofessional, but it was necessary given the circumstances."
"There's no need to explain..."
"But you want me to, don't you? You've been giving me attitude all day." He gave a hard squeeze on my ass, and I chewed the inside of my mouth to keep from crying out.
He's torturing me right now.
"You're explaining because of my attitude, not because you want to…"
"I see no other reason why I should, baby."
I scoffed. Spoken like a businessman, even now, this is business for him. Was it ever not that? Now that I think about it, everything about Ares King was just... business.
I sighed, closing my eyes briefly. "If you say so, Mr. King."
I had no idea why I got worked up over it. I blame myself more in this situation.
"Are you jealous at the thought of another woman sucking my cock?"
I flickered my wide eyes to him. "Jealous?" I questioned as if he had just insulted me.
