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Madison was sitting next to me, handing me the papers I needed during my speech. As the slides changed on the screen behind me, I spoke about the vision of our company and benefits this new build would bring to our company.

After fifteen minutes, I finished talking, and Colten got up, ready to give us a project update. As I sat down, I sensed Madison’s adorable fragrance, her perfume pervading all my senses. I realized now that she was sitting too close to me, her knee touching mine beneath the table, and I smirked mischievously. I remembered when Oliver, Colten and I discussed about the furniture for this room. Colten suggested we should buy a glass table.

Now I was more than glad with Oliver’s suggestion, who said we needed to purchase a wooden table. I was grateful that its black wooden surface hid my hand as it came to cover Madison’s knee. She jerked up when my skin

came in contact with hers, and I looked her from the corner of my eye. She wouldn’t say no, how could she? She wanted it as bad as I wanted to do it to her.

I noticed the way other partners had been eyeing Madison—or her breasts, to be precise. All of them drooled over her, and that pissed me off, my possessiveness getting the best of me. She was mine, I wanted to tell them, but I couldn’t, and the hopelessness of this situation made my body tenser, my blood rushing directly into my dick.

I wanted to mark her as mine. I wanted to fuck her here—spread her legs widely as I push myself into her softness again and again. Colten mentioned something about “the important points”, but I couldn’t care less what those points were—my attention was solely on Madison.

I traced my fingers slowly over her warm skin, reaching the hem of her skirt and pushing it upward. She instantly gasped and but down on her lower lip, trying to mask her surprise. The movement of my arm wasn’t visible to others, but I wondered if she would be able to hide her arousal from them.

I smiled to myself. Would she be able to suppress her moans when I made her all wet for me?

“What are you doing?” she whispered to me, and I leaned to her with a serious face, pretending I was discussing something connected to Colten’s presentation.

“Pay attention the presentation Madison, I’m busy,” I whispered back into her ear. She flinched, her face becoming crimson red.

She eyed me with surprise, and then looked at Colten, trying to remain composed as my fingers reached her undies. I pressed my fingers against the fabric and found her pussy already warm and swollen. I rubbed her clit over the underwear slowly, listening carefully to her quickened breathing. Nobody paid any attention to us, but the possibility of us getting caught turned me on like hell.

My cock pulsated as I pushed her panties aside and slipped my middle finger into her tight pussy.

“Ah...,” she moaned, masking it with a cough, and I barely stopped myself from grinning. Oliver glanced at Madison with curiosity, but after a moment he brought his attention back to Colten.

I pushed another finger inside of her, satisfied with how wet she already was. I was fingering her slowly but forcefully, enjoying the feeling of her soft walls around my fingers. She began quivering as her pleasure rose up, and I sensed her close to her climax.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Being inside her made me so fucking horny, and my heart rammed against my chest as my control threatened to snap any second. I wanted to make her come right now, but if I did that, I would forget about everything and just fuck her brains out right here and right now.

I grinned slyly. That would be a hell of a sight for other partners.

I moved my fingers out of her hole, already missing it, and I felt her surprise because I stopped just like that. I brought my hand onto my lap and fisted it, regretting that I couldn’t do anything to her now.

Hell, I wanted to lick off my fingers and taste her delicious juices, or even better—let her lick her juices off my fingers. Fuck. That would be a sight.

She heaved a long sigh, her body radiating her warmth, but that wasn’t the only thing it radiated. The smell of her arousal reached my nose, and I almost groaned, clenching my jaw hard.

Colten finally finished, allowing Oliver to start his portion of the presentation, and I noticed with satisfaction the approval on the faces of our associates. If the feeling in my gut was right, this new build was going to fill our quota for the year. Maybe I’d take a vacation even. Take Madison somewhere warm, somewhere she never had to get dressed. That would be perfect.

After the presentation everyone went home, and I refused Colten’s and Oliver’s invitation to go out for a celebratory drink. I was way deep in my fantasies about Madison when I reached my apartment. I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened in the conference room and my face twisted into a huge, satisfied grin.

Even though I’d spent the whole day with her, I already missed her and now I considered calling her and inviting her out to dinner. I paced around my place, realizing that being with her the whole day wasn’t nearly enough. I wanted her company. There were so many things I wanted to talk about with her, and then I would take her to my bed and play with her the whole night.

I sighed, the pent-up energy increasing in me. I couldn’t do that. I was already distracted enough during the presentation today, and I missed all the important things Colten and others had to share about the progress. What was happening to me? I was usually so focused.

Now that I thought about it, we were lucky we weren’t discovered just then, even though that idea had made me horny. Madison was truly like a drug—she made me forget about what was important, and I felt like I was losing my mind little by little.

No. Fuck this, Grant. You could do better than this.

I had to get serious and focus on the project, because the big meeting was scheduled for the day after tomorrow. I would have to call her after the meeting was finished.

Yes. That was what I was going to do.

With a renowned resolution, I went to take a shower and get ready for bed.

It was easier said than done, though, because just as I went to sleep, sliding in between my sheets, I thought about Madison again and how easily she became wet for me. Her pussy was perfect for me, and I couldn’t remember if I ever felt this way before. No. I’d never definitely felt this way about anyone before. Madison was special.

I shifted to the side, my dick completely hard as I replayed the dirty fantasies in my mind.

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