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“So, you can afford a small donation.”
“I can. But I don’t see why I should start giving money away.” I let my gaze fall from her eyes down to her chest. She’s wearing a white silk blouse. The first two buttons are undone, and from beneath its sheen, the ghost of a pale pink bra is taunting me.
“Because you want to be a better person?”
“I don’t need to be a better person, Milene. I’m quite satisfied with what I am.”
“And what is that?”
I lift my eyes off her cleavage and focus on her face. Her hair is down today. I move away the blond strands to reveal the delicate skin of her neck.
“Plain bad.” I tighten my hold around her waist, enjoying the way she tenses. To unnerve her even further, I plant a light kiss at the back of her neck, brushing my lips across her soft skin. I meant what I said in the kitchen that day. She doesn’t know it yet, but she will end up in my bed very soon. “Tell them they’ll receive laptops for the high-achieving students but that I’ll be sending someone to make sure the tech actually ends up in those students’ hands. If I find out that even a single item is being used someplace else, they won’t see another cent from me ever again.”
She nods and starts typing, but her fingers trembleslightly as she does so. I kiss her neck again, a little higher this time—under her ear, and enjoy the way she shudders.
“You’re distracting me, Salvatore.”
“You need to work on your concentration,” I say and move my right hand down her thigh until I reach the hem of her skirt. “Let’s practice.”
Milene opens her mouth to say something, but as my palm slides between her legs and presses against her core, she gasps instead. I brush the tips of my fingers over the lacy material, then apply slight pressure once again.
“What are you doing?” she whispers.
“Helping you.”
“With what?”
“Working on your concentration.” I push her panties to the side, feel her wetness, and gently rub her clit in a circular motion, increasing the pressure at just the right moments.
Milene doesn’t move for a while. She simply sits stone-still on my lap, then takes a deep breath and places her hands over the keyboard once again. I watch as she takes another breath, hits enter, and resumes her quiet clickety-clack against the keys.
She’s pretty quick. Much faster than I’d expected. For the first time I can remember, I’m up-to-date with my correspondence. I can type, but with one hand, it’s mere pecking, and it takes far too much time. I usually focus on only the most pressing matters and handle the rest via phone. I once tried typing with both my left and right hand, but the results were a mess. It took longer to fix the mistakes than it does to just use one hand to type.
“What do you want me to do with those documents Greg sent?” Milene’s tone is even when she asks, but I detect aslight tremble in her voice. She’s trying very hard to feign indifference and pretend my exploring fingers aren’t affecting her in the least.
I bury my nose in her hair and inhale. “Leave it. I’ll check them tomorrow,” I say flicking my thumb over her clit.
A low whimper leaves Milene’s lips. “Please, stop.”
“Why?” I brush the tip of my finger along the wet lips of her pussy. “You don’t like it?”
She turns around in my lap and bites her lower lip. “I don’t.”
“All right.” I start pulling my hand away but her legs clench, trapping my hand in place. The mix of anger and confusion on her face is priceless. I wonder if she’s aware her ire is misdirected. It’s not me she’s mad at. She’s furious with herself because she’s enjoying this. Her eyes move lower and come to rest on my lips.
The moment her hold of my hand loosens, I slide my hand inside her panties and tease her again. A gasp leaves her lips when I slide a finger into her. She widens her legs, her breathing quickening. Warm breath fans my face as I slide my finger in and out. A tiny mewl leaves her mouth, and my cock swells upon hearing it.
“I’m so looking forward to fucking you senseless, cara,” I say, looking into her eyes.
“Dream on,” she chokes out, then whimpers when I add another finger.
“I already do. I imagine myself slamming into you, wrecking your sweet pussy every fucking night.” I thrust my fingers all the way in, enjoying her erratic panting. “But I only end up frustrated because you are so damn stubborn.”
“I don’t like you!” she says through her teeth.
“No? Well, it looks like your pussy likes my hand quite a lot. But maybe I’m wrong.” I pull my fingers out and lift my hand off her pussy.
Milene stares at me with her teeth clenched together and her eyes wide. She looks like she’s going to combust.
