Page 111 of Pure Recklessness

God. Damn.

There was so much I wanted to do with this woman.

The sound of the lift doors pinging open jolted me out of my fantasies.

‘Shit.’ I bolted up, then pulled out abruptly, immediately missing the feel of her tight pussy.

‘What’s wrong?’ she croaked, her body still heaving.

‘It’s the cleaner. She doesn’t start this floor until late in case I’m still working.’

‘Should I hide?’ she whispered.

‘No. I’ll take care of it.’

There was a knock at the door.

‘Mr Devlin, sir. Should I come back?’

‘Yes,’ I called out. ‘Come back tomorrow morning please.’

‘Yes, sir,’ Shirley, my regular cleaner replied. She’d worked for the company for decades. Only trusted, long-standing cleaners were allowed on this floor.

When I heard the lift doors chime again, I exhaled.

That was close.

Thank God she hadn’t arrived two minutes earlier when Eleanor was screaming my name. Although I’d hope that given how well she was treated, Shirley wouldn’t breathe a word to anyone, it was still best to make sure nobody found out.

I glanced around my office. There were books, stationery, my phone, empty condom wrappers and a manuscript strewn on the floor.

Even my laptop and computer screen had tumbled to the ground.

Eleanor stood up slowly then sheepishly walked over to my desk to gather her clothes which were also on the floor.

‘Your computer screen is smashed!’ she gasped, clutching her ripped blouse to her chest. It wasn’t long enough to cover her lower body and as I took in the sight of her standing in my office with her bare pussy on display, the lips still glistening with her juices, my cock thickened again.

Down, boy.

As much as I wanted another round, we’d had our fun, so now she had to leave.

‘So it is,’ I said calmly as I looked at the shattered glass screen.

‘Sorry.’ She winced. ‘That must’ve cost a fortune!’

‘Good thing I’m a billionaire and can buy another one.’ I smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek. ‘How are you feeling? Are you okay?’

‘I’m more than okay. Tonight’s been incredible. Thank you. I feel so… sated.’ A mischievous smile touched her lips.

‘Mission accomplished, then.’ I grinned. ‘Do you want to shower here or⁠—’

‘No, I should go. In case someone else comes up.’

‘That’s probably best. It’s late. My driver will take you home. You’ll need something else to wear. I’d say that I was sorry, for ruining your blouse and underwear, but I’d be lying. If our shop downstairs was still open I’d at least get you some of our lingerie.’

‘It’s okay, I’ve got some gym clothes I can put on.’

‘Not those sinful shorts, I hope.’ I raised an eyebrow.