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He shakes his head. “Uh uh, so greedy, Angie.”
“Please.”
“Such a pretty little cunt.”
He removes his finger from my inner lips, lifting it for me to see.
“See how fucking hot you are?”
“Yes,” I breathe.
“Ripe and ready. Like a peach.”
He places his finger on his lips, spreading the moisture over his skin like balm. His tongue slips from his mouth, licking up the juice like it is liquid candy. Humming and moaning penetrate my ears as I watch him suck on his sodden finger.
“You are delicious, kitten. I am so hungry for more.”
He moves his finger back to the center of the heat, repeating the same gathering and spreading over his lips. He is taunting me. Teasing me. Only giving me the barest of pressure. I am the one wanting more.
Graham takes my foot that is balancing on the bench and slips off my shoe. He caresses my foot with his expert fingers, making me grasp both of his shoulders for support.
“Feel what you do to me. Feel your effect on my body,” he urges, taking my shoeless foot and moving it over the crotch of his pants. He presses my sole up and down his erection. He is so hard. Tense. His arousal is nearly my undoing. I can feel the pulsating blood travel even faster to my clit—a spot he very strategically avoided touching. “I want you so badly, Angie. Give in to me. I am going to make you come so hard.”
“Hmm…”
“You want that, baby?”
Yes. Yes, I want that. I need that.
I tremble and shiver at the sensations and emotions that Graham elicits from me with expert ease. He puts my foot back in my shoe and places it on the ground before yanking me down to straddle him. My knees relax against the cushion, my naked crotch an inch away from his concealed cock. The smell of my arousal fills the air.
I use my knees as leverage and grind my crotch over his lap. I am wanton. Possessed by pleasure. His groans spur me on. I circle my hips and feel his fingers dig into the meaty flesh of my bare ass. I can feel my moisture soaking into the fabric of his pants. He guides my movements, taking back the control. He pushes me down hard onto his straining cock. I thrash my head back as I am about to reach the ecstasy I so desperately want.
Suddenly, Graham halts all movement. “Fuck,” he growls. He snatches my sodden panties from the bench and shoves them into the pocket of his pants. His fingers move behind me to straighten out the back of my skirt.
“Sir,” Collins’s voice snaps me out of the erotic trance. My heart actually skips a beat in alarm from his presence. “I tried your phone,” he clarifies as a defense.
Shit. I turn frantically and see his suited body in the shadows against the back wall. He keeps his distance while Graham rearranges my outfit for me. Collins is polite enough not to stare or comment on our public display of inappropriateness. “What is it?” Graham asks tersely. He keeps hold of my waist, despite me trying to slither off his lap.
Collins looks intimidated at my obvious embarrassment.
“It’s”—he stops and shifts his weight—“Penny. You wanted me to give you an update right away, sir.”
Who is this Penny I keep hearing being mentioned? Mark brought up her name, and now Collins has brought her up twice within the week.
“Do you have the coordinator on the line? Or a time to be reached?” he asks, rubbing his hands up and down my spine in a rhythmic motion. It is strangely soothing, and I find my heart rate simmering down to a healthy pace.
“I have him on the line, sir.”
Graham stands, holding my body flat against his. He tucks me under his strong arm, pressing me into the side of his torso. For some odd reason I feel more vulnerable now than I did just minutes ago. We crossed a line, and there is no turning back. No redoing it. Now my body knows his touch, craves it, and senses its loss. The fact that I have little control over it is what scares me to my core.
“Please accompany Miss McFee to get some refreshments.” Graham anchors me to him, steadying me from the numbness of my legs being in one position for too long. He tilts up my chin with gentle fingers, guiding me to look at him. “Angie, I’m sorry, but I have to accept this call. Please let Collins get you something to drink and eat. I will join you shortly.”
My mind catches up with the situation. “I’ll be fine, really. I have my friends to get back to.” Penny is obviously more important. Is he in a relationship with another woman?
He uses his hand to push back a strand of my sweaty hair from my forehead. He reaches into his pocket, stopping my heart instantly. The panties. Instead he removes his cell phone, while giving Collins a knowing look. They exchange devices and nod at each other, transferring some message without any words spoken.
I am speechless.
