The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 131

Chapter 131: SEDUCING HER BOSS

Finnegan

The one thing I now hated next to lies were now officially, curtains.

Most specifically, the blasted curtains that my mother’s decorators had put in my office. They formed a solid wall between I and the view of Abigail’s desk.

The glass partition was still there but the curtains just made it useless because I couldn’t see her.

I turned back to my computer screen and read the same paragraph for the third time. Yeah, I was screwed.

I had to admit though; I loved our little game. We hadn’t crossed the line fully. It was just fooling around nothing more; it wasn’t like I actually fucked her. I hollowed my cheeks, sucking whatever was left of the taste of her pussy on my tongue.

Ah shit, what was the time again?

The clock on my desk displayed 4:50pm.

Ten minutes.

I had ten minutes until the close of work when I could finally touch her again.

I tried to read the paragraph again. We had three meetings outside of the office and Abigail had made sure I knew she was mad at me for the elevator stunt. She sat in the front seat for every car ride no matter how hard I had insisted that she sit with me in the back.

Stubborn woman. I had hoped to touch her a little bit more, feel the weight of her tits in my arm, fondle her a bit until those cornflower blue eyes were glossy with pleasure.

The screen of my computer flurried, series of tabs suddenly opening and then stopping almost immediately.

What the hell?

My brows shot up and I paused, eyeing the computer warily. Did it just glitch? It had never done that before, I always had the the tech support debug it every month just to ensure issues like this never came up.

I even had tech support check the computer thoroughly for any issues after Abigail had reported seeing one of the designers mess with my system and mother had confirmed it.

My phone buzzed tearing me away from my thoughts.

Henry: You coming to the club this weekend? There’s a special event, maybe you could bring your precious Aphrodite.

Great, I shouldn’t have told him last night that Abigail and I had reached an agreement. I knew he was going to tease me about it.

An image of Abigail in the Sanctuary, as herself, as mine, those blue eyes blazing while her pussy gaped and took every single inch of my cock.

My fingers tapped rapidly across the screen as I tried to respond when the door opened and the source of the lust coursing through my veins walked in.

My dick went from half hard to insufferably erect while my eyes devoured every inch of her.

"Dorian’s secretary came back with available dates, sir," she announced, a stern looks on her face. "He can do the fourteenth, the nineteenth or any time during the week of the twenty-third of next month." She tilted her head. "The nineteenth works best given your schedule."

"Fine," I grunted. "Book it. Also get Gary from the tech support. I need him to have a look at my system tomorrow morning before I arrive."

"Sure thing, boss," The corner of her mouth lifted. "I need the files for tomorrow’s meeting."

She turned toward a tall bookshelf along the wall, moving to retrieve one of the project files.

Her hands stretched up as she reached for the top shelf and her dress rose.

Her legs, the stockings, the bare skin of her thighs above the garter were revealed as the hem of her dress climbed higher.

The bare curve of her ass peeks out, and- fuck me.

"Abigail." My voice came out thick and husky. "Where the fuck are your panties?"

She grabbed a file and turned around, batting her lashes innocently. "Mr. Wolfe." She pressed the file against her breasts, pushing them up. "That is not a question you ask your assistant."

She had her panties on when I touched her in the elevator. Had the naughty slut gotten rid of them to taunt me?

5:00pm.

Why the fuck was Henry calling?

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