My lips crashed against hers, and she gasped as I steadied her hips with my hands.
Her soft gasp echoed through the empty alley, bouncing off the brick walls around us.
I slid my tongue against hers, demanding that she open wider for me, and she slowly obliged.
I kissed her harder, deeper before sliding my hand beneath her dress painfully slowly, dragging my fingertips along the inside of her thigh instead of where she actually wanted me.
She sucked in a sharp breath.
“Still planning to quit?” I asked.
“Go to hell.”
“That’s not an answer…”
Pushing her panties to the side, I pressed my thumb against her clit, and she instantly moaned.
“If you hate working for me so much already...” I slid two fingers inside her. “Then why are you dripping all over my hand?”
She yanked on my tie hard enough to loosen it.
“You’re such an asshole.”
“And yet you’re still wet for me.”
Her back arched harder against the bricks as I slid my thumb over her clit.
“If only you’d followed my instructions…” I whispered against her mouth and she slowly rocked against my hand, giving me permission to go even further.
But she didn’t deserve it for tempting me…
I bit down hard on her bottom lip, thrusting my fingers in and out of her faster until I felt her pussy throbbing against my hand.
Her nails dug into my neck harder as her hips started moving against my hand faster.
“There it is…” I whispered as she shut her eyes. “Now you suddenly know how to behave around me….”
“Ahhhh…” Her voice cracked.
I pulled my fingers out immediately, and her eyes flew open.
“What the…” She gasped. “What are you doing?”
“Making sure youneverdisrespect me in a meeting again,” I said, pushing her panties back into place. Then I took my time smoothing her dress, reveling in the sight of her chest heaving up and down, her eyes pleading for me to change my mind and finish what we started.
“I’ll deposit another million in your account tonight,” I said as she glared at me. “That should cover more months of torture with me, correct?”
She didn’t answer.
“Okay, I’ll do two million.” I smirked. “I’ll get one of my drivers to take you home now. You look like youreallyneed a release…”
THE AGENT
CHLOE
Saturday
Dante Hudson
