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“Uh, well, whatever Rocca wants,” she said, looking away. The awkwardness between us had only grown since the incident. Somehow, I needed to clear that up.
“Okay,” Rocca said as she started for the door. “Bye, Daddy.”
Collins turned to leave with my daughter, and I called out to her. “Please, wait.”
She paused. Tension filled her. I wasn’t sure why. “What can I do for you, Mr. Daidone?”
“Call me, Miceli.” I came up right behind her. The chill radiating off of her gave me pause. I shouldn’t press this. I shouldn’t get so close to her. This magnetic pull between us made me ache for her in a way I hated more than I enjoyed. Yet, no matter what I did, I couldn’t stop this growing attraction to her.
“Why?” She kept her back to me.
“Because I want to hear my name on your lips,” I replied, holding myself together by the barest of margins.
“Mr. Daidone,” she murmured. “You’re being inappropriate.”
I smothered the laugh building within me. “Am I? Or are you fantasizing about all the ways you could say my name while we fuck?”
She gasped, flinching in surprise or shock, I wasn’t sure. Collins straightened her shoulders, standing taller and more formidable. “Did your blonde companion from last night not satisfy you?” Her tone was even, not belying whether she’d been hurt or jealous of what she’d thought she’d seen.
“If I said no?” She glanced over her shoulder, cutting her grey eyes through me in cold calculation. I wanted to fuck the petulance out of her and, she intrigued me. Her hot temper didn’t dampen the arousal spinning through my gut, making my palms itch to grab her and show her just how much she affected me.
“Then you’d be wrong.” I lowered my face to her ear and whispered, “Say my name, Collins, just once. I want to hear it.”
She shivered. A broken moan fell from her lips before she stopped the sound. The beast inside of me howled in triumph. I affected her as much as she got under my skin. “Miceli.”
Pure fucking butter. I swallowed down the building groan and stepped back. “Thank you, Ms. Attwood. That’ll be all.” I returned to my desk, not wanting to show her just yet how hard she made me.
She gasped, spinning to face me. “That’s all?”
“Yes,” I answered, seated at my desk. “As you can see, I have work to finish.”
“What the fuck?” The words escaped her in an exhale as she stomped out of my office.
Yes, I was definitely finding way too much enjoyment out of teasing her, especially when I knew nothing about her, and I had bigger worries to concentrate on.
The words blurred on the page as I sat there. I couldn’t get the soft floral scent of Collins’ shampoo or the way she gasped out of my mind. My cock was also in a bind. The pain of not finding any relief from the night before, coupled with our tête-à-tête, left me edgy and in a shitty mood. In my desire to tease Collins, I’d ended up doing the same to myself, leaving me unable to focus on the contracts on my desk. With slow, precise movements, I got up from my desk and locked the door on my office, then went to the small couch against the back wall of my office.
I don’t know why I felt even an ounce of embarrassment. The idea of jerking off to relieve the pressure had my blood humming in anticipation. Perhaps it was age. What forty-year-old man masturbated while thinking of a twenty-something year old woman? I groaned as my dick gave a heavy throb. Obviously this filthy forty-year-old man. Slouching on the couch, I rolled up my sleeves before pulling the zipper down on my pants. Freeing my cock with my left hand, I spit in my right and wrapped it around the thick stalk of my erection. I wasn’t overly huge, but I was big enough.
Starting slowly, I worked myself into a rhythm. Already my balls were heavy, pulled tight to my groin. I groaned in a long, low tone, accepting the pleasure I received from my hand. With each pull, another image of Collins naked, writhing below me, filled my head as her sweet little cunt squeezed around me. I sucked on her nipples, nipped at her neck. Heard her cries of passion as I fucked her from one climax to the next, getting as deep into her as I could. My chest heaved with exertion, my body tremble in expectation. The small tingle at the base of my spine grew more intense as my speed increased. Copious amounts of precum dribbled over my hand when I circled the crest. I used the sticky substance to lube up my dick to increase the pleasure churning within.
Fuck. I was going to come. My hip rose off the couch. My mind melted. I was so close. Quicker now, my hand moved. I craved this moment. Beside me on the couch, my phone rang, and I ignored it, knowing if it was an emergency, whoever it was would call back again, even as the buzzing of the device stopped.Shit. So good.The blasted device vibrated again. Pinching the base of my dick did nothing to stop my impending climax. I gasped as someone knocked at my office door, unable to stop my impending climax. I was stuck in this weird place of wanting to finish and the anxiety of someone knocking and my phone ringing. It was weird. Definitely unsettling. My body, on the other hand continued to act as if there wasn’t an urgency waiting for my attention.
“What is it?” I asked, still stroking myself through my orgasm.
“I thought you should know Collins and Rocca have returned. Both are safe and well,” Benny said through the closed door. “Are you okay, boss?”
I was fine. More than. “Yes. Fell asleep.” I lied. Finally, when I was sure I was finished, I cleaned up the mess in my hand while trying to regain my composure.What the hell has gotten into me?Zipping up after stuffing myself back into my pants, I went to the door and opened it. “Anything else?”
Benny frowned. “Yes. I called you for a reason so not to draw so much suspicion.”
Well, that knocked me straight out of my dopamine stupor. “What is it?” I stepped aside, allowing Benny access to my office. Closing the door behind him, I locked it.
“The line was purposefully punctured.” He frowned, pulling the car part oil from his pocket. Antonio had placed it into an evidence bag and sealed it. “This isn’t normal wear and tear for a vehicle.” He then brought out a second bag with two small transponders—bugs.
“Does Collins know?” I took the bags from him and stared at the thin oil line from her early two thousand model sedan. The second package confused me even more, though. “How did she react to the help you offered?”
“Skittish. I can’t tell you if it is because she is afraid of something or because her and her brother have been on their own for such a long time. She said she would take it to a lube center and have them fix it.” He snorted. “I wouldn’t trust places like that with my cat’s litter box. As for showing her the line, or the bugs, no. I have a feeling she might not react like we think she will.”
