Chapter Thirty #2
Laura’s eyes narrowed. Before she could respond, Thomas cleared his throat, effortlessly commanding the room’s attention.
“Thank you again for that comprehensive presentation, Ms. Winters,” he said.
“I believe you’ve made a strong case for moving forward with this initiative.
” Steepling his fingers, he glanced around the table. “Let’s take it to a vote, shall we?”
One by one, the board members voiced their decisions, a chorus of “ayes” slowly building momentum. Laura remained stone-faced throughout.
As the final “aye” rang out, I exhaled a shuddering breath. A warm sense of relief washed over me.
Thomas smiled. “The ayes have it. Congratulations, Ms. Winters. Your proposal has been approved. I trust you’ll spearhead this endeavor with the same diligence and passion you displayed today.”
My cheeks flushed with pride. “Thank you, sir. You can count on me to see this through.”
“Excellent.” Nodding, Thomas rose from his seat, prompting the rest of the room to follow suit. “Meeting adjourned.”
* * *
The room had emptied, leaving only Emmett and me.
He stood leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets.
I continued packing up my laptop and purse, pretending I couldn’t feel his eyes on me.
When I was ready, I slung my bag over my shoulder and turned toward him, batting my eyelashes. “Ready to go, Mr. President?”
Emmett prowled towards me, a feral glint in his eyes that instantly flooded my panties. Before I could react, he grabbed me by the hips and yanked me against his hard body, his mouth crashing down on mine.
I melted into him with a moan, my hands twisting in the fabric of his shirt. The taste of him—rich and intoxicating—had me nearly begging for him.
Growling, he spun us around, propelling me backwards until my back collided with the cool glass wall of the conference room. I gasped, but his hungry mouth swallowed the sound.
“Fuck, Callie,” he panted against my lips. “Do you have any idea how sexy it was to watch you up there?”
He grasped the hem of my skirt, bunching the fabric at my waist. I whimpered in anticipation.
“You were so confident, so poised. Standing up to my bitch of a mother like that.” His breath was hot against my skin. “God, you have no idea how much I want you right now.”
He hooked his fingers into the waistband of my panties and tugged them down, letting the flimsy lace puddle at my feet. I squeaked at the chill of the glass against my bare skin, but the sound caught in my throat as Emmett dropped to his knees in front of me.
He lifted one of my legs over his shoulder, and his eyes gleamed as he stared hungrily at my exposed pussy. I shivered, my pulse thundering.
“So fucking beautiful,” he whispered. His stubble scraped against my leg as he kissed and nibbled the sensitive skin of my inner thighs.
A strangled whine escaped my lips as his talented tongue lapped at the slick evidence of my arousal.
My fingers tangled in his hair, holding him against me as he laved broad strokes over my throbbing clit.
The rhythmic flickering of his tongue soon had me trembling on the edge, arching away from the glass in search of delicious friction.
“Please...” It was equal parts plea and demand. Emmett merely hummed in response, the vibrations making white-hot stars explode behind my eyes.
I was grinding against his face, and with each lap of his tongue, my orgasm inched closer.
When he thrust two thick fingers into me, I came immediately.
He didn’t stop. He kept pumping his fingers and licking my overly-sensitive clit.
One orgasm rolled into another, and my body slumped against the window as Emmett finally ceased his onslaught on my pussy.
He gently removed my leg from his shoulder and placed it on the floor before sliding my panties back up my legs. After placing a final kiss against the damp lace, he straightened my skirt and stood.
“A little preview of how I plan to celebrate your accomplishments this evening.” He winked and planted a kiss on my lips. I tasted myself on him, and I had never been more in love than I was in that moment.
He would give me everything I ever dreamed of. He would stand by my side while I took over the world by day, then take me to bed and worship me by night.
“Dad wants to take us for a congratulatory drink. You up for it?” Emmett quirked an eyebrow at my dazed expression.
“Just…give me a second? I need to catch my breath.”
He chuckled and put his hands back in his pockets, emphasizing the bulge straining against his zipper. After a beat, his expression turned serious. “I’m really proud of you, Callie.”
I fought back a swell of emotion. Emmett’s eyes shone with intense sincerity. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I straightened my shoulders and offered him a radiant smile. “I couldn’t have done it without you.”
He shook his head. “You’ve always been extraordinary, Callie. I’ve just been lucky enough to witness it firsthand.”
I blinked back tears and stepped up on my tiptoes to kiss him. I’d never believed it was possible to be this happy.