27. Chapter 27
OLIVER
“I refuse to be the one to settle; the issue lies with them. They won’t get a penny of my money, and I expect you, as the best law firm in the country, to ensure it remains that way. After all the money I’ve invested into K it has nothing to do with me no longer enjoying my job.
No, the more I think about it, it has more to do with the fact that I don’t want to be right now.
Where I want to be is where a sexy, dark brunette-haired girl is possibly walking around my house with no pants on.
To be back in the place where I fucked her over and over.
Of course, that could mean several places by now: the bedroom, bathroom, shower, the list goes on. Luna is the reason I don’t want to be here, and she is the reason I can’t seem to concentrate right now. Fuck, I miss her, even though I saw her a few hours ago.
Have I really become one of those guys?
That couldn’t go a full day or mere hours without seeing or hearing from the person they were seeing. I wonder what Luna was doing. Where she was and, more importantly, what colour panties she was wearing?
Being the colourful woman that she is, she had a rainbow of different colours, so many that I hadn’t seen them all yet to pick my favourite, although I vividly remember the pink ones that matched her bra, which she wore the first time we had sex.
Those times were unforgettable, whether I had a choice in the matter or not. With those thoughts being far more interesting than this meeting, I decided to give in to temptation and do the very thing I’ve scolded employees for doing. I pull out my phone under the desk and text Luna.
It’s not something I should do, nor does it matter since my client, Nigel and I are the only people in the room, but the boredom can’t be cured until I get answers. And in my defence, when I’d told those employees off, it was because one was trying to beat their high score of Flappy Jump.
The second was because they were trying to flirt with someone across the room, but ended up sending a raunchy text to the company group chat, and it disturbed the whole meeting, causing everyone’s phones to go off.
But of course, I’d muted that chat like a normal person.
She quit the next day, and I can’t say I blame her.
Not everyone can come back from sending an NSFW photo to the entire staff, but accident or not, she shouldn’t have been on the phone, and every employee was instructed to delete the photo, and should they be found with a copy of it, they would be fired and blacklisted on the spot.
As boring and money-driven as K instead, she gives me something better.
My eyes grow dark watching her shift her hips, hitching her skirt higher, and spreading her legs just wide enough as my gaze climbs the length of her legs until I see baby blue lace peeking at me, with a wet patch forming in the middle.
“Fuck, am I dreaming?” I ask myself, rubbing a hand over my face. That’s the only explanation as to why Luna is spread out on my work desk, soaking wet and begging for me to take her in my office, of all places. If this were a dream, I may have to kill whoever wakes me up, but if it’s not…
I step forward, unbuttoning my cuffs and swiftly rolling my sleeves up.
Ready to make sure he walks back home on wobbly legs, but suddenly the view of blue lace disappears underneath the fabric of her skirt as she closes and crosses her legs.
I growl in protest as she lets out a giggle at the sight of me, rock hard in my slacks.
This is no laughing matter.
“Oh god, you should see your face.” She laughs.
“You can’t think that’s what I came here to do; I just came to make sure you ate something,” she reveals, pulling out a brown paperback with what I’m assuming has goodies inside, but those aren’t the goodies I want right now.
“We can’t have sex in your office, Oliver; people don’t do that in real life.” She continues to laugh but stops halfway, releasing a soft gasp as I step closer to her, unfold her legs and slip myself between them. The weight of my throbbing heat rests against her as I offer her a sinister smile.
Then I slowly creep my hand to frame her throat.
“Have I not warned you about teasing me?” I ask, watching arousal flash in her eyes. I peek my gaze down to see her chest peeking through the heart-shaped hole.
“I have a whole hour in there, undisturbed, and it’s time you and that smart mouth of yours learn your lesson,” I warn, making her whimper when I gently tug her closer by the throat, softly stroking her skin with my thumb, sending goosebumps to scatter across her body.
“As for your statement, aren’t you aware that a strong portion of movies are derived from real life? Though you’re right, no one has ever had sex in this office, but that changes today.” I smirk, adding a little pressure to my fingertips when that flash of arousal comes back.
“You like that?” I tease, raising an eyebrow and using my free hand to slip under her skirt, feeling the wetness of her inner thighs.
“You do.” I chuckle, answering for her.
“Does that mean you’ve pictured me fucking you like this, the same way I have?” A question she prepares to answer, but the soft squeeze of her throat turns her words into a gasp. I start carefully, to test the waters.
“Luna Jackson, you are full of surprises,” my tone low and sinful, releasing her throat and my hand from her skirt, and yet she still doesn’t look away from me. Just gives herself a moment to catch her breath.
“I’m sorry? I thought you only came to tease; therefore, I was doing the same.
Did you want me to continue?” A dick move on my part; even a blind man could see how turned on she was.
Leaving her that way is considered a crime in my book, and I have every intention of touching her again, but only after I’m given permission.
“Yes,” Luna replies breathlessly, grabbing the back of my neck and crashing her lips against mine. The confirmation I was waiting for, I quickly take over, dominating the kiss and pulling her flush against me, and she rocks her hips against me.