Page 106 of Office Intrigue (Office Intrigue Duet 1)
I fastened it to the door with one of the sticker tags, but it wouldn’t stay. I grabbed several more and plastered them all around the paper before smacking it onto the wood. That time it stayed and I stepped inside the room just as the clock struck eleven.
Master’s eyebrows lifted when he heard me. He was standing at the front of the room, propped against a table. I could feel the intensity of his gaze as he pushed himself to a standing position, then moved closer. From the other side of the wall, I heard Landon speaking to his team members, sounding slightly surprised by the additional people. He welcomed them and I breathed a sigh of relief.
Master approached, his hands instantly slipping beneath my blazer and curling around my hips. He pulled me into him, then lowered his mouth to my ear.
“Did you get everyone situated?” His voice was barely a whisper.
I nodded.
“Are you sure no one will come in?”
Well, I wasn’t absolutely sure, but the note on the door would hopefully deter anyone else.
“Yes, Master.”
He reached for my hand and placed it against his crotch. His cock was hard, pressing against the confines of his slacks.
“I fucking ache for you, Luci,” he said roughly, his voice so quiet I barely heard him. “I need your sweet pussy right now.”
His words sent a shiver dancing down my spine. I wanted him more than I wanted air.
When he pulled back and took my hand, I followed him across the room. At first I thought he was going to the temporary partition that separated the rooms, but he went into the far corner instead. Granted, that was where the wall retracted from, so there was a small sliver of space where I could see the people in the next room. They were all looking in our direction, although their attention was on Landon.
Master pressed his lips against my ear again. His voice was barely a whisper when he said, “Remember, the slightest sound and they’ll hear you. Then they’ll look this way.”
I swallowed hard.
“Then they’ll know I’m fucking you.”
Yep, they would.
“I want no one to know.”
Aww, hell.
I knew that was a challenge. It meant I was to be completely quiet. It sounded easy, but I knew Master was not going to be gentle.
“Hike up that skirt,” he instructed, his words rasped against my cheek.
I did.
“Now free my dick.”
I worked open his slacks, then pushed them down a little so that his cock was free.
“Stroke it.”
Fisting him, I caressed his cock while staring up into his beautiful eyes. The man looked so intense and I was desperate for him to unleash on me. Knowing someone could see us, or even walk in on us, added an air of danger that turned me on.
His voice was barely above a whisper but laced with what sounded a lot like desperation. “Oh, fuck, Luci…I need you so fucking bad.”
Master pushed me into the wall, his mouth crushing down on mine at the same time he lifted my leg and pushed inside me. The forceful move stole my breath and had me wrapping my arms around his neck.
From that point forward, neither of us said anything. The only sound was that of our labored breaths and the conversations taking place in the room next to us. Master fucked me hard, slamming into me again and again as though he would never get enough of me. I felt his energy, his need, as he took what he wanted and I freely gave him everything that I had.
I bit my lip to keep from crying out when he shifted me back, holding my leg up as he slammed into me. It was primal and vicious and so fucking hot my body temperature skyrocketed as I chased the inevitable release.
Master met my eyes and I knew the instant he was going to come. I could feel his body harden, see the intent in his gaze. I knew what he wanted from me and I gave it to him. Dropping my head back against the wall with a thud, my body shattered, my pussy milking him as he slammed into me one last time.
My brain was buzzing with adrenaline by the time we were finished. Surprisingly, he waited to pull out, giving me a minute to catch my breath. Before he did, he leaned down, his mouth once more against my ear.
“Thank you, pet. I look forward to seeing you at dinner tonight.”
He was referring to the formal meal we would be attending at a steakhouse around the corner.
“I’m looking forward to it, too,” I whispered back.
I felt him press something into my hand.
I looked down and noticed a handkerchief.
It might’ve seemed crude, but it was actually quite thoughtful. Considering I was hosting this event and we had quite a few people in attendance, it probably wouldn’t look good for me to walk around with his essence dripping down my legs.
