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you want to
talk about, you know I’m here, right?”
    “Ellis, everything is fine.” I quirked a smile. “Don’t get weird on me.”
    The HR head we all knew and
loved broke out of whatever funk he was in and smiled. “All right. I was just
checking up on you.”
    “That’s sweet.” And completely unnecessary. “Thank you.”
    Ellis dipped his head and with
that, left me alone with one more hour before I had to return to Warren’s
office.

 
     

 

 
    Blackmailed
By The Billionaire Brothers
    Vol.
2

Chapter 5

 
    There wasn’t a minute that
ticked by that did not escape my notice. Every sweeping motion of the time
clock clicked by, both agonizingly slow and too fast. On one hand my dare had
gone too far. On the other, I wondered if deep inside me I liked this. Daring me to do something was one thing , blackmail
was different . Yet, I got the same thrill as if this was another
adventure. I chalked it up to being a crazy redhead.
    At ten forty-four I was
determined to make the best of the situation and grabbed a pen and pad to make
it look like just another scheduled meeting. Doing my best to walk and not
slink to Warren’s office, I stepped inside, closed the door quietly and locked
the bolt.
    Warren watched me with the same
intensity he always did, but he was still talking on his blue tooth.
“Gentlemen, is there a way to continue this later…”
    His eyes glanced away and his
expression soured like he’d just sucked on a lemon. The person on the other
line must have told him something he didn’t want to hear. I almost laughed.
Warren narrowed his eyes and said, “Very well.”
    He beckoned me with a finger
and pointed next to him. I walked around his desk and stood where he wanted me
to, my heart in my throat. He grabbed my pen and pad and began writing on it.

 
    Get on your knees.

 
    My lungs rose up and joined my
heart. I couldn’t breathe. I hadn’t misinterpreted his meaning from earlier
this morning. My legs buckled and I slowly got to my knees, not to comply but
because his frank command over-powered my rationale. Holy cannoli, this was way naughtier than a dare. This was hot.
    “No,” Warren said to his phone
caller. “That wasn’t in the contract.”
    I could hear the guy on the other
line. Something about a past deal and he wanted compensation. Warren wrote on
the pad…

 
    Suck me off before this call ends and I’ll take you anywhere for
dinner.

 
    A flood hit my panties before I
could fully register the demand. He had me at “suck me off”. It was both
arousing and embarrassing. But so freeing to be told what to
do and even beyond that—having no choice. True I could walk out,
but then if he did upload that video…I didn’t want to think about the
consequences.
    My lips parted and I stared up
at him. He sat in his executive chair with his hands on the armrests, his legs
parted in front of me. The cherry on top was his satisfied smirk. Warren’s face
transformed in such a profound way I didn’t think this was the same man. Our
commander in chief looked pleased with himself . I’d
never seen him happy much less smile, even if it was in self-satisfaction. The
difference lifted ten years off his face.
    I licked my lips and smoothed
my palms over his knees to his groin. If he thought I was intimidated by his
request, I’d show him I wasn’t afraid. I’d made a bad situation into an
opportunity many times. This was no different. Having sex with Warren—not
the worst thing that ever happened to me. Not by a long shot.
    Warren’s strong voice rumbled
as he spoke with his caller while his eyes watched me. If he thought I’d just
whip out his dick and suck, he’d be sorely mistaken. I was going to enjoy this.
Good thing Warren had deep pockets, because whoever he’s negotiating price with
on the other line is going to hear my boss’s “O” face. A
perfect opportunity to take advantage of him.
    I started by lifting his shirt
from his pants. The ends were so long