HENLEY’S breathing levels and his shoulders lower. A small smile of satisfaction curls his lips, making him appear younger, almost boyish. “Thank you, kitten.” He presses a kiss to my forehead and stands, pulling me upright with him, the air cool on my bare skin. “We should get dressed. You’ll be late for work.” He tugs his pants upward, fastens them, and then hands me my clothes as I dress, helping me zip my skirt, button my blazer, buckle my belt. My cute little gloves have gone missing. I don’t search too hard for them, as I can’t wear them. They’re stained yellow with his pre-cum. Henley cups my chin, raising my gaze to his. His eyes glow. “You’re beautiful.” He tucks a curl behind my ear. “And I am a beast. We shouldn’t have rushed this.” A wave of insecurity rolls over me. “Didn’t I please you?” I clasp my purse tightly. “You pleased me very much, too much.” His voice lowers. “I want to spend the day with you, but that’s not possible. You belong to Yen during working hours.”
