‘Fuck,’ he growled. ‘You’re so wet that the ink has run. I can’t read it properly.’
‘It’s my letter of resignation. I’m no longer an employee so you’re free to fuck me.’
I knew I was being totally, utterly reckless, but I couldn’t help myself.
I’d been sensible for too long.
I wanted to be bad for a change.
I wanted to live.
And I wanted him.
‘Eleanor…’
I picked the vibrator back up, turned it on then swiped the vibrator over my clit again and again.
‘Oh God, oh God,’ I moaned. ‘I’m so close. I’m so…’
I wasn’t even joking. The thrill of doing something so irresponsible and debaucherous was thrilling.
If my boss hadn’t kissed me so passionately then fucked me with his fingers, there’s no way I would’ve had the guts to take things this far. But the fact that he did showed he wanted this just as much as me. Neither of us were innocent.
Just as I was about to spread my legs wider, Mr Devlin grabbed my hand, tossed the vibrator on the floor, then dropped to his knees in front of me.
‘You’ll be the death of me,’ he growled. ‘If you’re going to come in my office, I’ll be the one to make you.’
Holy shit.
It was finally about to happen.
Mr Devlin was finally going to fuck me.
41
ELLIE
Mr Devlin swiped everything off the edge of his desk, sending the fat manuscript, multiple books and pens crashing to the ground, then pulled me forward, before dipping his head between my legs.
But just as his tongue was about to swipe over my sensitive spot, he paused and looked up at me.
‘Are you absolutely sure that you want this?’
‘Yes,’ I panted, desire pumping through my bloodstream.
‘You’re certain that you don’t feel like I’m taking advantage of you?’
‘Yes, I’m sure!’ If anything, I was hoping to take advantage of him, but it was thoughtful of him to ask. ‘If you need me to sign something—’
‘No,’ he jumped in. ‘I just need to be sure.’
‘I appreciate you checking, but I’m positive. Please. Don’t let me beg.’
A mischievous smile spread across his face.
‘I’d like it if you did.’
‘Please, Mr Devlin. Please, sir, will you fuck me?’