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But when that was done, all I was left with was fighting the temptation to wank myself off. I managed not to, but the fantasies were harder to wrestle with, and soon I was consumed with images of her. Because it was my imagination, taking her happened on my turf, right there in the office with the door locked while I fucked her on my desk. Maybe the couch, too, while she arched on all fours and took every pounding I gave. It was so visceral and so hot that it felt like it had already happened and I just wanted a repeat performance.
I ended up stroking myself despite my misgivings and spilled to the vision of her trembling as we orgasmed together. Even then, I was still distracted, so I kept myself busy with work that I often just supervised. I also kept in touch with Jansen to discuss new leads, though Matthew already checked in with him.
“Call me if you find something new,” I said.
“Naturally. Speaking of new, I heard you brought someone to headquarters. First time, too. Is it who I think it is?”
An overprotective streak rose from me and had to be stomped out. Shocked, I answered as casually as I could.
“You met her from the rat incident. She’s our roommate, by the way, in case Matt didn’t mention it yet.”
“Hmm, he did. But why bring her to headquarters?”
“Long story,” was all I said, nipping his curiosity in the bud. “Call me, Jansen.”
Once I hung up, I dove into paperwork for the rest of the hours. It wasn’t until the knock came that I finally let my eyes breathe from reading documents to glancing at the door. Dennis, one of my oldest employees, peeked in.
“I’m out. Are you not leaving yet, boss?”
“You go ahead. I’ll just finish these papers. Close up on your way out.”
“Already done.”
Then I was all alone in my office, which wasn’t the norm for me. I thought about going to headquarters but rejected the idea since I didn’t want to talk to people, especially not Jansen, who could be relentless when he wanted answers. I thought about riding my motorcycle and letting it take me anywhere, but that wasn’t a good idea when trouble was so close. Maybe I could go home.
Or maybe I could check up on Sophie and make sure she didn’t go home alone again, the stubborn woman that she was.
“Hell, no. Seb’s got her,” I grumbled to myself.
On cue, my phone beeped and a message popped up from Sebastian. I flicked it open and frowned.
Apartment now.
Alarm bells rang in my head as I tried to call him. When he repeated the text, I was locking my office and racing my way home, different scenarios already playing in my head. I couldn’t imagine our apartment getting broken into considering the security measures we took to keep it protected, but there was a first time for everything. I braced myself when I opened the door, expecting someone to jump me. Maybe with a knife. I was ready to grab that knife and punch the living daylights out of the bastard who dared to try.
I found myself halting in the living room instead.
There was no emergency. There was only Sebastian on the couch, wearing nothing but boxer shorts and a shirt. His shirt had ridden up as fingers trailed over his chest, then clutched his shoulders. In his lap was Sophie, straddling him… No, grinding against him, wearing even lesser clothes than Sebastian. Her shirt and bra were crumpled on the floor, and her shorts were missing. The flimsy lace underwear she had on was barely enough to cover the most fantastic ass.
Then there were her tits. They were pure, perfect globes, dusted with the rosiest-looking nipples I’d seen in my life. I watched, stunned, as large, rough hands kneaded them before Sebastian’s thumbs repeatedly circled the tips. They reacted instantly, puckering so firmly that my tongue ached. I could already imagine how they would taste, but Sebastian more than imagined it as he leaned forward and captured one in between his lips.
She ground harder against him in response, sliding her panties to the side. Her pink pussy rubbed against Sebastian’s erection. Sebastian threw his head back and groaned with feeling, his hands gripping her hips while she set a rhythm. I could see how she grew wetter every time her slit came in contact with his bulge as if it was doing wonderful things to her. It did the same for Sebastian, who transferred his hands to her butt and began to help her grind faster.
I was stuck at the edge of the living room just watching them. Eventually, brown eyes noticed me, but Sebastian was too deep into it to even smirk.
“Christ. She's so horny, Rup. And look at these tits. Look at how juicy they are.”
He kneaded her tits once more, emphasizing his words. Sophie glanced at me, startled that I was there. But just like Sebastian, she was too deep into it to stop.
“Seb, stop that,” I reprimanded him, but my voice was weak.
“Rupert, I didn’t mean for you to walk in on us…” she trailed off, unable to finish her sentence when he sucked particularly hard on her nipple.
Sebastian chuckled. “I texted him, sweetheart. Don’t worry too much.”
Her eyes widened. She opened her mouth to say more, but Sebastian surged his hips up, grinding his erection back until she practically melted against him. Her whimper went straight to my cock, and it felt like it wanted to tear my pants down. I continued watching as Sebastian took her mouth in his and they shared a hot, frantic kiss. When his tongue slipped in her, she moaned.
“So responsive,” he murmured. “So eager to be touched. To be fucked. Do you want to be fucked, baby?”
