The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 121

Chapter 121: FEELINGS

Finnegan

What would it take to get my mother on a vacation to the Bahamas or Jeju Island just so she wouldn’t be around to fuck around with my nerves?

"You signed me up for a seminar without asking me?" I bit into the phone, gripping the device so tightly I could hear it creak under the pressure.

"I signed you up because you would have said no." Mother’s voice breezed through the car’s speaker with all the pride in the world.

"And then you would have missed an excellent opportunity because you are, when it comes to your schedule, deeply stubborn, Finnegan."

Yeah, I liked having some semblance of order in my life, screw me for that. My lips twisted in a cynical smile.

I was already in the car to the private hangar anyway,ready to fly my ass to Japan because my mother already signed me up for a fucking seminar to give speeches.

"You’re going to keynote a seminar that three hundred of the most influential names in the automobile industry will attend. You can’t deny it’s a good opportunity,"

Connor sat in the driver seat, navigating through the evening traffic with a focused look on his face, which tonight I was grateful for because it meant he wasn’t talking.

The private airport was forty minutes away but it was going to be longer with my mother ranting on the damned phone.

I couldn’t say no to her when she sprung this up on me suddenly. I was going to see Abigail instead.

"When I gave the speech in Denver," She spat. "You were furious."

"I was prepared to give that speech. I had travelled down, Mother, this is not the same as then. And now you’ve signed me up for three days abroad without consulting me and I’m supposed to be grateful?"

"Must you be so ungrateful about everything?" Her voice climbed higher. "I am trying to help you. I have always tried to help you. Your father never complained when I helped and neither did Devin!"

You’re suffocating me, Mother. You’re pressing and choking the life out of me.

My teeth grinded against each other as I bit back the words and grumbled instead. "I’ll call you when I land."

"Finnegan-"

"Good night, Mother."

The call ended with a beep. With a groan I dropped my head against the headrest, fighting the urge to tell Connor to turn the damn car around, screw going to Japan just because she wanted me to.

Abigail would handle my schedule until I got back. I could trust her to do that. She would make the right calls, ask the right questions and redirect the things that needed redirecting to me.

Heat surged through me at the memories of her in my penthouse last night. The memories of us together.

God it had been insane. My cock rapidly hardened at the thought of her wet silky cunt gripping my shaft. It had taken everything, every single ounce of me to pull out to get a condom.

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