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Celeste
“Ugnh… f****d Jared” I cried out as he buried his face in between my legs, his strong hands pushing my thighs apart wide exposing my p***y completely.
His breath was hot against my folds and I could feel the wetness building more and more as he trailed kisses.
“God Kitten, your p***y looks so tasty,” he murmured his voice deep and hungry. “I want to lick every drop from you.” His tongue flicked out flat and broad, lapping up from my entrance to my c**t in one long stroke.
I moaned my hips bucking up toward his face. “Yes daddy… suck me dry”
His lips wrapped around my swollen nub sucking with just the right pressure pulling it into his mouth while his tongue swirled circles around it. “Mmm, you taste like honey... So sweet and wet for me.” He groaned as one finger teased my hole circling the rim before sliding in deep curling up to hit that spot inside that made stars explode behind my eyes.
I gasped grabbing fistfuls of his hair. “Don’t stop daddy… right there, please… finger my p***y harder, make me drip all over your hand.”
He added a second finger thrusting them in and out fast and slick, while his mouth never stopped working my c**t.
He suckled on my p***y like a man deprived of water, his teeth grazing lightly sending shocks through my body. “f**k you're clenching around my fingers already… You love this don't you w***e? My tongue buried in your juicy cunt.”
I nodded wildly my breaths coming in pants. “Yes daddy…Don't stop! I want to c*m on your face.'
His mouth devoured me, tongue plunging into my hole now, f*****g me with it while his thumb rubbed my c**t in tight circles. “c*m for daddy kitten…”
I could feel my organsm building up before I cried out my p***y pulsing juices squirting onto his tongue as waves of pleasure crashed over me.
He lapped it all up groaning like he couldn't get enough. “That's it you dirty little slut, your p***y's mine to eat”
“Celeste!!!”
I snapped out jolting awake. My head snapped up from where it had been resting on my folded arms on the break room table.
Blinking, disoriented, the real world rushed back in. The smell of old coffee grounds. The hum of the fridge.
Not Jared.
Eric.
He was leaning over me a huge teasing grin on his face. “Whoa. You were out cold. And… having quite the dream, I think.”
He smirked.
My face instantly flushed burning hot.
Oh no.
No, no, no.
“What? No I wasn’t. I was just… nothing.” I struggle to form a coherent sentence.
Eric’s grin widened as he pulled out the chair next to me and sat down his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Celeste you were moaning. Like a little ‘mmm’ sound…. Sounded like a good dream.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
I wanted the floor to swallow me whole, I buried my face in my hands. “Shut up, Eric. I was not.”
He broke into a fits of laughter “You so were and I know it… Come on you can tell me, who was it? I hope you c*m—”
I got him of with a groan earning another laughter.
Gosh!
Jared!
Why am I having wet dreams about him?
I dropped my hands and forced a scowl. “It was a dream about finally being able to afford a vacation and uhm… the moan was for a beach in Bali”
I lied knowing he won’t believe me with the look he was giving me but I shrugged it off.
I got up needing to clear off the memory of that dream and the feel of it right out of my mind.
He’s getting married I chanted to myself as I walked to the sink and splashed cold water on my face to Genevieve my ex boyfriend’s mother
He told you it was a mistake.
He doesn’t want you.
And you shouldn’t want him to!
I gulped the water doing little to cool my burning cheeks.
I wanted Jared Harlen… I still want him, but I couldn’t have him.
He raised his hands in defense, “If you insists Princess”
“Glad my subconscious is so entertaining for you,” I muttered, drying my face. “I’m going to go restock the lids.”
I walked away still trying so harder not think about Jared’s lips on my cunt… f**k.
I rubbed my thighs, turned on more than I’ve been in a very long time.
Every time I blinked I saw a flash of his eyes from the dream dark and focused only on me.
I was snapped out my thoughts by Maria, “Celeste. A word in my office please.”
Her voice made me jump.
I turned Maria was standing there her arms crossed, but she didn’t look angry.
“Uh sure. Of course.” My heart which was already messed up from the dream gave an uneasy thump.
Was I in trouble? Had I messed up an order?
Was I getting fired?
I followed her into the tiny, cluttered office in the back.
She sat behind her desk and motioned for me to sit in the chair across from her.
“Close the door,” she said.
I did my nerves getting worse as I sat down, folding my hands in my lap to keep them from shaking.
Maria smiled at me. “I just got off a very interesting phone call from the executive assistant to the CEO of Harlan Corporation.”
My blood ran cold.
I stopped breathing.
Ethan must have messed this up for me too.
Did he have s*x with Maria?
No!
Maria was too sweet to hook up with an asshole.
“It seems our delivery the other day made quite an impression,” she continued looking pleased. “They loved the coffee blend and they loved the pastries so they want to set up a permanent contract.”
“Th-that’s amazing Maria,” I stammered forcing the words out. “Congratulations. That’s huge for the cafe.”
“It is. It’s a daily order. A large specialized coffee order and a selection of pastries to be delivered to the CEO’s private office suite every weekday morning at 8:15 AM sharp.”
“That’s… a big commitment but we can handle it even though the morning rush is busy, but we’ll manage. I’ll make sure the order is perfectly done every day. I’ll prepare it extra carefully then Eric can run the delivery. He’s fast he knows the building now…”
Maria was already shaking her head before I finished. “No.”
The word was soft but final.
“No?” I whispered.
“No. There was… a specification. A clear one.” She leaned forward, her kind eyes now curious, probing. “The request came directly from the CEO’s office. They said the service from the other day was excellent and they specifically requested that the same person who delivered the initial order be the one to handle the daily delivery. They asked for you by name Celeste.”
The floor fell out from under me.
The room seemed to tilt as I gripped the edges of the chair to keep from falling out of it.
“Me?” The word was a choked gasp. “But… why? It was just a drop-off. I didn’t even see anyone. I just left it at the desk.”
Maria shrugged but she was watching me closely. “I don’t know. Big shots get peculiar preferences maybe you made a good impression on the receptionist or maybe the CEO likes consistency. You should be happy about it, it’s a big opportunity for ypu, for us, for the cafe.”
My heart wasn’t just dropping
Jared Harlem requested me by name after we agreed to stay out of each others lives?
Why though?
To torture me?
To remind me I was his “responsibility”? To keep me under his thumb?
“Maria, I… I can’t,” I said desperation making my voice shake. “I have… a personal… situation with that company It’s not a good idea for me to go there please.”
Her expression softened with sympathy “Honey look. I gave you a chance when you needed one. This contract? It could mean hiring another person. It could mean a raise for everyone. It’s stability for this cafe. I need you to do this for me. Unless you have a legal or safety concern, I have to hold you to it It’s in the agreement.”
I opened my mouth to argue to tell her everything but the words died in my throat.
What would I say? My dad’s best friend, who I had a forbidden thing with, who is now engaged to my ex-boyfriend’s mother, runs that company and I think he’s playing mind games with me?
I sounded insane.
“Okay” the words came out before I could stop them.
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