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Holy fuck. Oh,fuck.
Lucas has stopped moving, but his hand remains wrapped around his thick cock, and he’s making no movement to cover himself.
His gaze is locked on me, and I’m standing just inside the door, frozen in place, completely unable to look away even though I know I should. I should slip back out of his office, run away, and pretend this never happened. But I can’t move.
Embarrassment floods me, and right on its heels is something just as potent and far more unnerving.
Desire.
God, I shouldn’t be so enthralled by the sight before me, but I can’t help it. I’ve never seen my new boss with even a single hair out of place, but right now, Lucas’s dark locks are a bit disheveled, his tie slightly askew, and his sleeves rolled up to expose his veiny forearms. It feels dirty to admit, even in the privacy of my thoughts, but he looks so beautifully masculinewith his cock in his hands. My mind can’t help but conjure up an image of him in that same position, but with me underneath him.
My throat tightens, and as if his intense gaze has caught the tiny movements of the muscles in my neck, Lucas moves too.
But instead of leaning forward and telling me to get out, he leans back in his chair a little more, resting his head against the back of it as he drags his fist up and down his shaft again.
Oh my God.
He’s not stopping. He knows I’m watching, can see as clear as day that I walked in on him, and yet… he’s staring right at me and continuing right on with what he was doing when I barged in.
Should I be standing here? I shouldn’t, should I? This is so fucking wrong.
I’m dizzy with lust, and I’m not sure of anything other than the simple fact that I can’t tear my gaze away. His gorgeous amber and brown eyes are locked on me as he strokes himself faster, and I bite the inside of my lip as I wonder what’s going on in his head.
He said my name when I walked in, and I’m certain it was before he saw me. So it wasn’t a response to my presence or a greeting. He was thinking of me while he touched himself.
What’s he imagining doing to me? Would I like it?
God, I think I would. There’s a magnetism in the air that draws me toward him, wanting to allow him to act out whatever dirty fantasy is taking place behind those enigmatic eyes.
My own mental images of what he might do to me if given the opportunity make my heart gallop as I get more and more flustered, watching him work his fist over his shaft with increasing speed. I can feel a dampness forming between my legs and a throbbing ache in my clit. My body is craving touch,anytouch, my skin prickling as my nerve endings all seem to flare to life at once.
As if he can sense my growing arousal, Lucas’s jaw clenches. His nostrils flare, the muscles in his jaw tightening as his hips surge upward to meet his hand.
The moment he comes is the dirtiest, filthiest, most beautiful andrawthing I’ve ever seen in my life.
For a second, it’s as if the mask of the cool, collected, untouchable businessman completely falls away. His mouth contorts in a grimace of pleasure, making him look almost animalistic, as a low, primal grunt spills from his lips.
Even from where I’m standing near the door, I can see his neck muscles tighten as cum spurts from the tip of his thick cock and coats his hand. He keeps stroking himself through his orgasm, smearing his milky white release over his shaft as he coaxes out every last drop.
By the time it finally stops, his chest is heaving, and I don’t think I’m even breathing at all. My lungs have completely forgotten how to function.
For several heartbeats, we stare at each other in silence, no movement in the room at all except the rise and fall of his chest. Then air suddenly rushes into my oxygen deprived lungs, and just like that, I’m snapped out my trance.
Reality is settling—no,crashing—back down around me.
Holy shit. Holy shit, holy shit, holy fucking shit.
Lucas just jerked off in front of me…to me—for me? I don’t fucking know what to classify what I just witnessed, but I know I need to get the hell out of here.
“I… I…”
I stammer and look down to see that the files I brought in are still in my hands. Right.I came in here for a reason, and that reasonwasn’tto watch a live porno starring my ridiculously hot and terrifying boss.
“I’ll, um, leave these here,” I mutter as I whirl around and head for the door, dropping the files on the table next to it. There isn’t even a second for him to say anything before the door closes behind me.
My heart was already racing, but it’s starting to beat even more wildly as my mind replays everything that just happened. Walking almost blindly, I head to the bathroom down the long hallway, across from the lounge. Once inside, I slip into a stall and lock it, resting my head against the cool metal of the door.
There’s no way I can go out there and face other people after what I just witnessed, I feel like it’ll be written all over my face. Leaning against the side of the stall, I try to compose myself, sucking in long, shaky breaths.
