~Tamia~
Avery, Linda and I decided to kick back before seeing Amanda. I was happy about how fast we were moving. First, we did not have people to deal with, and now we had a list. However, I would have been happier if the king had been on that list. It would mean our troubles would end, but it was better than nothing.
I wondered what Sylvester was still doing, but I did not want to disturb him. The operation they were planning was very tedious, and I knew it would need a lot of care. Paying attention to detail and being meticulous about it would ensure success.
"I really think Lilly got off easy," Avery said, and Linda giggled.
"There is nothing worse than mental torture. Tamia sent her to the dark dungeon to await the trial. Who said she would have her day in court ever?" Linda said, and we all laughed.
There was nothing worse than not being able to plead your case.
Death would be an easy escape for the bitch. She did not strike me as someone that wanted to live. If she wanted to live, she would have taken the gift of life given to her and made the most of it, but she decided that she would throw it all away for nothing. I do not know how her mind functions, but the girl is very stupid.
"I will need you to receive David and his family on my behalf when they arrive. We are still planning, and our plans have hit some challenges. Do you think you are up for it, Green-eyes?" Sylvester teased me, and I sighed.
"I need some stress-relieving activity to be up for it," I teased him. Giddy about what we have been able to achieve so far.
"Meet me in my office," he said, closing the link.
I was shocked; I actually meant that as a joke. I did not think he would take it seriously. The way he said it was mind-blowing, and my walls began to clench just thinking of what he would do to me in there. Linda and Avery were speaking, and I wasn't listening.
I stood up immediately.
"Excuse me, ladies. Sylvester sent for me," I said, not wanting them to know what I was going to do.
"Okay, we will wait for you here," Linda said, and I felt a tinge of guilt.
I left the lounge and walked briskly down the hallway.
Sylvester was so spontaneous that I liked it. I hoped I wouldn't come immediately because of how I was feeling.
My body temperature had gone up a bit. Excitement wasn't good, especially when there was a task to complete.
It always gets in the way.
I reached the office door and took a deep breath before stepping in.
Sylvester was sitting on the couch with his shirt open, and I could see the lust in his eyes.
"Lock the door," He ordered me, and I obeyed.
"Stress relieving activity, you say," he said, and I felt my cheek colour. I didn't know why I felt shy, but he had brought that out of me.
"Strip", he ordered me, and I took off my clothes without argument. I was very wet too. I felt it when I rolled down my panties.
My body was anticipating his touch. It had been a long day, and I needed it.
Sylvester asked me to kneel across his lap on the couch with my butt in the air.
His thumb caressed my entrance.
"Wet," he said, and I wanted him to stick it in.
Grinding my pussy against his hand, he smacked my entrance, and I moaned.
"You are too greedy, green-eyes," he said, and I did not care; Kaira was growling; his wolf scent filled my senses, and I wanted to mate badly.
He smacked my entrance again, and I moaned.
I became wild, wanting him to penetrate.
"Sylvester," I moaned, grinding impatiently. Wanting the release badly and wanted to ease my wall.
He made me get up, and then he made me sit on the couch and open my legs for him.
His eyes were dark when he knelt before me and rubbed my clit with his thumb. He put his thumb in his mouth to taste me, and Knight flashed. The sight was so erotic that I moaned. The breath that escaped my lips was hot, and I was thirsty.
He rubbed my clit with his thumb and teased my entrance with his index finger.
"Sylvester, please," I said, unable to bear the teasing anymore.
He groaned and then bent to do his work.
Just as I suspected. It did not last at all. It wasn't long he began to suck on the nerve bundle that I came.
He smacked my clit for coming too soon, but the sensation was sweet.
I turned around and knelt on the couch while he rammed into me from behind and began to pump.
My walls went wild, and I could not control the intensity of the sensation I was feeling. I was making a lot of sounds, and I did not care if anyone could hear me. I loved it so much.
"Sylvester," I moaned, and he continued to pump.
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