I gripped the folder, knuckles white, reciting competitor analysis as pleasure coiled tight in my core. His free hand unbuttoned my blouse, exposing the bra, tweaking a n****e through lace until it peaked hard.
By the time I reached the conclusion part “This plan positions Apex for dominance” I was trembling, thighs quivering around his hand. He withdrew abruptly, leaving me empty and aching, on the edge.
“Solid start,” he said, licking his fingers clean, eyes locked on mine. “Refine the budget by tomorrow. And Jenny? No touching yourself tonight. That p***y is mine now.”
I nodded, buttoning up my shirt with shaky hands.
“Dinner meeting by 7 PM, at my place. I will send you the address.” He said, before I left, shutting the door behind me.
I left the office early, taking a cab back t
