Page 105 of Office Intrigue (Office Intrigue Duet 1)
I watched him while I teased my clit with the vibrating toy.
I had to admit that pleasuring myself while looking into the face of a stranger was quite arousing. I would’ve never expected it to be. It wasn’t long before I started to whimper and moan. At that point, I noticed the man was moving closer.
“If you want to be believable, I suggest you scream when you orgasm,” he said, the deep rumble of his voice almost as sexy as he was.
“Yes, sir,” I whispered, never removing the toy from my clit.
Having an audience made it a little more difficult to give myself over to the sensations, but a few minutes later, I felt the stirrings of my orgasm. I twisted the end of the vibrator, turning it up higher as I held it tightly against my clit, shifting it from side to side.
“Oh, God,” I moaned, my eyes drifting shut as the sensations rocked through me. My insides coiled tightly as I relaxed, letting my release consume me.
“Scream for me,” the man urged.
Yeah. That did it.
Having a stranger watch while I made myself come was my tipping point. I felt my pussy clench tightly as the imaginary band inside me coiled tighter until it finally snapped. I screamed in ecstasy as I rode wave after wave of intense pleasure.
Sagging against the back of the chair, I took a moment to catch my breath while I watched the man who had moved to the front of the room.
Knowing people would be pouring in any second now, I pushed to my feet, my legs still shaky. I tucked the vibrator back into the box and straightened my skirt.
Before I could head toward the door, the mystery man held out his hand.
“My name’s Timothy Triton.”
My eyes widened as I shook his hand.
He grinned.
“Most of my friends refer to me as Master Chaos.”
Oh, my God.
I had just pleasured myself while Master Chaos—the man who would be leading the BDSM session—stood by and watched.
I could feel my face flame.
“No need to be embarrassed,” he said with a genuine smile. “I enjoyed watching.”
“Thank you.” My voice came out rough, sounding strangled.
He grinned again.
And then the doors opened and people began to stream into the room.
“If you’d like, you can stick around,” he said kindly. “I hear you’re undergoing training.”
Not officially, but I nodded anyway.
“Maybe you’ll learn a thing or two.”
I wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not.
However, I stayed because…why the hell not?
Forty-Three
DAY TWO OF THE CONFERENCE was well on its way to being even better than day one.
That morning, Jordan and I hosted a breakfast in one of the large banquet rooms at the convention center. Rather than buffet style, we had opted for a sit-down meal while my four bosses provided the financials outlook. It took approximately two hours for them to get through the presentation and to take most of the questions. After that, I gave them an hour break so they could relax before they would move into their roundtables with their team members.
It was during that short break that I received a text.
Master: You are looking incredibly fuckable today. So much so that my dick is rock hard every time I so much as think about you. As you can imagine, it’s difficult to focus. Which leads me to my request.
My heart was racing already. I had no idea what he was going to ask of me, but I knew without a doubt that I was going to accommodate him in any way that I could.
Master: The roundtables will begin in approximately ten minutes. I need for you to postpone mine. You can ask my team members to sit in during Landon’s session. Once you’ve done that, you will meet me in the room you had scheduled for me. I will then fuck you until I get my fill.
Oh, God. That room was adjacent to Landon’s and it was only separated by a partition wall. It wasn’t even a real wall. Any noise that I made would likely be heard by every one of their managers.
Master: Eight minutes and counting. Should you not arrive by exactly 11:00, I will be forced to take matters into my own hands. If that happens, you will be punished.
Not only that but I would miss out on having Master fuck me into oblivion.
Knowing the first thing I had to do was to inform all of Langston’s managers, I glanced around, looking for each of them. Unfortunately, several of them had already started toward the assigned room and I had to escort them back out and over to Landon’s side.
There was still one person missing and I glanced down at my watch. I had two minutes before I had to be there.
Crap.
Glancing at the door, then over to a long table with several pens, blank name tags and a couple of maps on it, I grabbed a pen and a map. I flipped the page to the blank side, then scribbled a note that Master’s session was postponed and that all attendees should go next door.
