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“What do you think, Tarryn? Doesn’t he look pretty with his mouth stuffed full of cock?”

Fuck, he hadn’t hung up, and she was watching me do this. Again. That was humiliating. Was it hot to her, or was it making her think less of me as a dominant?

Loïc groaned, and his expression of sheer male appreciation made me slide my hand into my still-unfastened pants to clutch at my balls, trying to stem my threatening orgasm. He tightened his grip on my hair, giving a few shallow thrusts before letting me do things my own way again, almost like a threat that if I didn’t cooperate, he would take what he wanted. My cock throbbed, not pleased about being ignored.

He lifted the bottom edge of his dress shirt to see better, but I also caught the gleam of the phone. Now, he had it configured so Tarryn could not only see what was going on, but I could see her expression. I tried my best to ignore her look of avid attention, and focused on every small sound Loïc made, every grunt, andtwitch of his hips.

“Your husband is a hot little cock sucker,” he murmured, turning the phone so she could see his face. “I’m going to come in his mouth. Should I make him swallow?”

“That’s between the two of you.”

“Smart girl.” Loïc laughed, then gasped, then gritted his teeth. His jaw flexed, but I turned my attention back to the combination of licking and suction that had inspired a new rush of precum.

Soon, I had him gasping and swearing in French—at least I assumed they were swears, from the tone. He was close, and I was eager to make him come, and not because I wanted to get this over with.

If I started fantasizing about blowing him when he wasn’t around, I was never going to forgive him for this.

“Can I come in your mouth, pretty boy?” he asked, plunging deeper, making sure I couldn’t object. Even if I could have, I probably wouldn’t. I was too deep into the rhythm of the blowjob to give up before it was done. I wanted to feel all of it—the buck of his cock in my mouth, the rush of his cum, hear him groan or swear with release.

He pulled me off him.

I fought to get him back, but he used his grip on my hair to tug me to my feet.

“What are you doing?”

“I changed my mind. I’m going to fuck your ass.”

“Not here. I can’t be quiet for that. The soundproofing in here is decent, but even it’s not that good.”

“Kim was leaving when she let me in. She told me to tell you.”

“She’s not the only person who works on this floor.”

He watched in amusement as I put myself together, hoping I looked calm for a man who was so hard. I could still feel the imprint of him lodged against the back of my throat.

“We’ll talk to you later.”

I was wondering what the hell he was talking about until I saw him poke my phone, but not before he dropped a wink at Tarryn. Shit. I had completely forgotten she was still there.

He zipped up his pants and gestured to the door. “Go check for stragglers.”

Trying to compose myself, I ran my hand through my hair, hoping I didn’t look like a very persuasive Frenchman had been using it as a handhold.

Chapter Fifteen: Valor

No one was in sight when I emerged from my office. I wasn’t exactly sure how soundproof my office was, but Kim could have heard something—a whimper, a whine, me choking. Even silence might be damning.

Making my way around the loop of hallway outside the offices, I struggled to make sense of having been convinced, once again, to do things so contrary to my nature.

I wasn’t interested in men. The blowjob had been voluntary, and yet…

It was like the hotel situation all over again. He convinced me to do things I wouldn’t normally want.

As a woman who was attracted to men, Tarryn could never have withstood him. How could I have blamed her, knowing how insidiously persuasive he could be?

Paul’s office was empty, and so was Nadine’s.

The light of the exit sign shone at the end of the empty back hallway, and I strolled in that direction, even though there was only a storage room at this end. To be thorough, I checked it anyway.

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