GREGORY's POV

“If there’s anything I hate to do, it’s to undress the slut I would fuck. Help yourself.”

I followed his order quickly while his eyes trailed my body.

“Once I start, there’s no going back.” He warned, his voice cold.

“Yes… Daddy,” I had barely finished replying when he grabbed my neck, pulled me up and slammed me into the leather seat.

He locked his eyes on me as he took off his ties. My body only burned with lust. I paused my breathing to prevent me from moaning—One I had been keeping since the moment I got into this goddamn office.

His fingers reached out to his...