I get to take the latest studies and translate them into lay terms, help write template letters to senators, publish FAQs to debunk common myths, interview other omegas from the support group for their perspective, and more. The response isreally amazing.
“Lots of people can do the science,” Morgan told me. “But onlyyoucan tell these stories.”
I’m surprised at how little I miss being in the lab, but I still keep up with Lily to stay sharp.
Since the patient advocacy work is flexible, I can do nearly all of it in Morgan’s office, and I’ve claimed a chair by the window where I sit with my laptop.
Morgan and I still can’t bear being apart for very long. I get anxious—she gets irritable. As soon as I smell her again, everything is right in the world. For most alpha-omega bonded pairs, that intensity fades after about two months, but it’s been six and it’s as fresh as it’s always been.
Morgan has Gia working on a research framework—we’re trying to figure out if it’s something to do with Morgan’s or my anatomy specifically, or a potential side-effect of suppressant usage. Artemis scientists are working with Gia to release an updated dosage protocol with tolerance breaks baked in.
Morgan’s on the phone with the Dublin office now, explaining the latest proposed changes to the protocol and getting their feedback on any roadblocks we can expect with European regulatory agencies.
And I’m under Morgan’s desk, eating her out.
Of all the lovely places in Morgan’s office, this one is my favorite. All she has to do is make eye contact, crook a finger, and I’m here, right where I belong.
I am a penitent, and this is my altar.
It’s been a good fifteen minutes now, and Morgan’s legs are starting to shake. I can tell she’s counting out her breaths to keep them steady.
This is the game we like to play. I try to see if I can make her cum before she hangs up the call. Morgan’s rate of ‘internet outages’ and ‘unexpected callers’ has skyrocketed since I movedin.
“O’Conner, hold that thought,” Morgan says, sounding almost bored. “I’ve got to take this.”
“Sure,” O’Connor says, and the phone clicks as Morgan puts him on hold.
Her hand clamps around the back of my head, crushing my tongue against her clit as she lets out a low growl.
I moan, finally allowed to voice my pleasure, and the mix of the sound and vibrations makes Morgan’s breath hike and then catch, her hips rocking into me as her cunt pulses against my tongue. I lap up her arousal as she rides out the climax.
“Good boy,” she sighs, sending me straight to cloud nine as she resumes the call. “Proceed. … Mhm. … Yeah. … Fair, send me the notes. Tell the kids I say ‘hi.’ … Yep, you too. Bye.”
Once the call has ended, she reaches down and drags me up from under the desk by the front of my shirt.
“You’re in top form today, aren’t you?”
I shrug, wiping off my mouth with the back of my hand.
Morgan grabs my cock through my jeans, and I yelp, blood rushing from my head.
“Quid pro quo,” she says with a dark chuckle. She yanks my jeans down my hips and frees my cock, bending me over the desk so she can stroke me with one hand and grip my balls from behind with the other.
“Quiet,” she warns, pressing her thumb hard into my perineum.
I moan loudly, writhing in her grasp. “Y-you know I can’t stay quiet when you do that!”
After twenty minutes with my face buried in her cunt, cock throbbing hard, I have about zero self-control left.
Morgan licks the palm of her hand for an easier slide and resumes her stroking. The sounds I make as she works me over could only be described as whorish.
“Such an easy little slut for me,” Morgan purrs into my ear.
“Please!” I gasp, but I don’t even know what I’m asking for.
“So worked up,” she chuckles. “You aren’t ready to cum already, are you? With all these notes across my desk? You wouldn’truinthem, would you? Because then I would send you to Eileen to get fresh copies, and you’d have to explainwhy…”
“Fuck, Mor!” I try to pull away, to change the angle, to reach for a tissue at least, but Mor’s got my balls tight, and she’s not letting me go anywhere. The sharp tug when I try to move is enough to send me hurtling towards the edge.
