Page 109 of Office Intrigue (Office Intrigue Duet 1)
“It’s almost over. Only today and half of tomorrow.”
He leaned in, his lips brushing against mine. His breath smelled like mint and my mouth suddenly watered to taste him.
“I’m counting down the minutes,” he said before gently pressing his lips to mine.
I slid my hands into his jacket, wrapping around his waist and kissing him back. It was sweet, but the underlying tension was palpable. We were both holding back.
“By the way, Master Chaos was rather impressed,” Ben said when he pulled back. “Said it was quite a treat to watch you come.”
I felt my cheeks heat from the memory of having an unknown man watch me pleasure myself.
“I enjoyed the task,” I admitted.
“Next time, I’ll be there to watch for myself.”
I sure hoped so.
Ben took a deep breath, then stepped back. I was forced to let him go.
“I should pretend to work,” he said with a chuckle.
“Pretend?”
“Yeah. I’m too curious as to what the outcome will be from the meeting taking place.”
“Are Landon and Langston meeting with Misty?”
Ben nodded. “Mr. Parker’s in there, too. You know, in case they needed backup. Someone to dig her claws out of their chests.”
I couldn’t help myself, I blurted the question before I realized I was going to. “Why do you refer to Justin as Mr. Parker when he’s not around?”
Smiling, Ben took another step back.
“I mean, you could simply refer to him as Justin unless you’re with him, right?”
Ben pushed his hands into his pockets and regarded me for a few seconds. “I could, sure. However, he means something to me. And when I think about him using the honorific we agreed upon, it makes me feel closer to him.”
“I understand that.” And I really did. “That’s the way I feel when I think about Langston. The fact that he asked me to call him Master… It feels like there’s a connection.”
Ben’s smile was sad, but his words didn’t align to his facial reaction. “Then you do understand. And that’s why I do it.”
“Do you always call him Mr. Parker? Or is there something you call him when you’re alone with him?”
“When we’re alone, he asks that I call him Master. But it took us some time to build up to that.”
It sounded as though he was knocking the fact that Langston had asked me to refer to him as Master. During the conference, I’d been careful to think of him as Langston so that I didn’t accidentally say something that would give me away. However, I did like calling him Master.
Not wanting to consider what Ben’s response had actually meant, I decided it was time to make my exit. “Well, I should get back to it,” I said, my tone too high-pitched to be genuine. “I’ll let you get back to…pretending.”
“Luci?”
I could tell he wanted to explain, but truthfully, I didn’t want to know.
“I’ll talk to you later,” I replied, then slipped out the door.
•
That day’s sessions consisted of several vendors coming in to show off their goods. Things that they wanted the managers to use for their business. There were quite a few technology clients giving away some cool stuff, too. And they’d drawn a lot of attention. I had worked closely with each of my bosses to determine who they wanted there based on the direction they saw things going and it seemed we’d made the right choices.
The response was overwhelming and I found myself wandering around for a little while, watching as everyone grabbed their free gifts and got more information on the products they were curious about.
That was when I got my daily text message.
Landon: Good afternoon, sweet girl. As I watch you walking the halls, I can’t help but be intrigued by your sweet mouth. It makes me think of that first night when you so kindly wrapped my cock between those luscious lips. In fact, it makes me want to feel them again.
Holy moly. The man had a way with words.
Landon: With that said, the last of the roundtable sessions starts in twenty minutes. It could last ten minutes, it could last two hours. Regardless, I want you beneath the table when I arrive. I will be sure to take the last chair on the left (your left, when you are beneath the table, facing the chairs). Lucky for you, the tablecloth will provide you with cover. Do you understand?
Luci: Yes, sir.
Landon: Good. Once all four of us are seated, you are to unbutton my slacks and free my cock. For the entirety of the session, I want you to use those pretty lips and that curious little tongue to please me. There are two rules: 1. You cannot let anyone know you’re there. 2. You are not permitted to make me come.
Crap.
There wasn’t much time before that session started and if I wasn’t to allow anyone to know I was there, that meant I had to be beneath that table before anyone arrived in the room.
