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The recording studio was dimly lit, the kind of place where soundproof walls swallowed every breath, every sigh, every whispered secret. Me Lila Voss—28, with My hips that swayed like a metronome set to sin and a voice that could melt steel—adjusted the mic stand, her long nails tapping against the metal. She was here to lay down the final vocal track for her newest project: Kegel Affirmations, a hypnotic blend of ASMR, erotic lyricism, and financial domination fantasy. The kind of audio that would make men clench their fists—and other things—while their wallets opened like obedient flowers.Her producer, a sharp-eyed woman named Marisol, gave her a thumbs-up from behind the glass. Lila exhaled, her full lips brushing the microphone as she began, her voice a velvet command."Clench…"The word hung in the air, thick with promise."Hold…"Her tongue traced the shape of the next syllable before she let it loose, slow and deliberate."Release…"Somewhere on the other side of that glass, Marisol shifted in her seat. Lila knew the effect she had. It was why she’d been hired—why she’d built this persona. A goddess of manifestation, a priestess of pussy-powered prosperity. The women who listened to her tracks felt empowered; the men felt owned.And then there was him.Darius Carter. 32. A financial analyst with a penchant for tailored suits and an embarrassing weakness for Lila’s voice. He’d been “accidentally” sent a preview of her last track by a mutual friend—a test, Lila had called it when they finally met at the afterparty for her last album drop. She’d watched him from across the room, all broad shoulders and restless fingers, his dark eyes flicking to her every time her laugh spilled into the air like liquid gold. He’d tried to play it cool, but she’d seen the way his throat bobbed when she’d “accidentally” let her hand brush his as she reached for a glass of champagne.“You’re dangerous,” he’d murmured, his voice rough.Lila had smiled, slow and knowing. “Only if you let me be.”Now, weeks later, he was here. In her space. Not the studio—no, she’d invited him to her penthouse after the session, under the guise of “needing a second opinion on the mix.” The real reason was the way his pupils had dilated when she’d whispered the bridge into the mic, her lips so close it had to feel like a kiss."My pussy is an ATM. I pull in profit with every pulse."She could practically smell his arousal from here.The elevator ride up to her floor was silent, but the air between them crackled. Lila leaned against the back wall, her black silk dress clinging to her curves, the neckline dipping just low enough to tease the swell of her breasts. Darius stood stiffly beside her, his hands clenched at his sides, his jaw tight. She could see the outline of his cock straining against his slacks. Good boy. Already hard for me.When the doors slid open, she didn’t move. Not at first. She let him step out ahead of her, let him feel the weight of her gaze on his back. Then she followed, her heels clicking against the marble floor, each step a countdown.Her penthouse was all dark wood and mood lighting, the kind of place that smelled like vanilla and something darker, something hungry. She tossed her clutch onto the couch and turned to him, her hips swaying just slightly as she crossed her arms under her breasts, pushing them up.“Drink?” she offered, though they both knew it wasn’t what he wanted.Darius swallowed. “Water’s fine.”Lila smirked. She sauntered to the bar, bending just enough to give him a glimpse of the lace barely containing her ass. The ice clinked as she poured his water, then her own—something amber and expensive. When she turned, she let her fingers trail along the rim of the glass, her nails clicking softly.“You’re tense,” she observed, handing him his drink. Their fingers brushed. A spark. A promise.“I’m fine,” he lied.She took a slow sip, her lips wrapping around the glass, her throat working as she swallowed. His eyes tracked the movement like a man starving.“Mmm.” She set her drink down. “You know, I can hear when someone’s lying. It’s part of the job.” She stepped closer, close enough that her perfume wrapped around him, close enough that he could feel the heat radiating off her. “Tell me, Darius. Did you listen to the track I sent you? The unreleased one?”His breath hitched. “Yes.”“And?” She tilted her head, her dark curls spilling over one shoulder. “Did it… affect you?”He didn’t answer. He didn’t have to. The way his chest rose and fell, the way his fingers twitched at his sides—it was all the confession she needed.Lila reached up, her fingers grazing his tie. “You’re wearing too many clothes,” she murmured. “Take off your jacket.”He hesitated. Just for a second. Then he obeyed, shrugging out of the tailored blazer, his muscles shifting beneath his dress shirt.“Good boy,” she purred. The words sent a visible shudder through him. She took the jacket from his hands and tossed it aside, then trailed her nails down his chest, over the buttons of his shirt. “You like that, don’t you? Being good for me.”His cock jerked. “Fuck.”She tsked, pressing her palm flat against his chest, right over his heart. It was racing. “Language, Darius. We haven’t even started yet.” Her hand slid lower, over the rigid length of him through his slacks. He groaned, his hips jerking forward involuntarily. “But you’re eager, aren’t you? Eager to be trained.”His breath came faster. “Lila—”“Shh.” She pressed a finger to his lips, then replaced it with her own, kissing him slow and deep, her tongue sliding against his. He tasted like mint and desperation. When she pulled back, his lips were wet, his eyes glazed. “On your knees.”He sank to the floor without another word, his broad shoulders filling out his shirt as he knelt before her. Lila hummed in approval, her fingers tangling in his dark hair. “There. That’s better.” She stepped back just enough to give him a view as she slowly, deliberately, unzipped the side of her dress. The fabric parted like curtains, revealing black lace lingerie, her skin golden in the low light. “You’ve been thinking about this, haven’t you? About what it would be like to be mine.”“Yes,” he admitted, his voice rough.She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her thong and slid it down her legs, stepping out of it before kicking it aside. “Tell me.”His eyes were glued to her pussy, glistening and bare. “I—I think about your voice. The way you say clench. The way you make it sound like an order.”“Mmm. And do you obey, Darius?” She spread her lips with two fingers, giving him a perfect view of her slick,

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