Page 138 of The Life of Anna-Tenth Anniversary Edition: Act 1

“Hello, Devin.” A woman standing next to Trenton smiled up at him. She was short and thin, with slanted dark brown eyes and black hair put up in an elegant bun. Her pale green satin sheath dress had an Asian feel to it.

Devin smiled at the woman and leaned in to kiss her cheek in greeting. “Hello, Maki. How are you tonight?”

Maki glanced at Anna, then back at Devin, and raised her brows. “I’m well. How are you doing?”

Anna felt something pass between them and a surge of jealousy welled up in her heart.

“I’m excellent.” He turned to Anna. “Anna, this is Maki, Trenton’s wife. Maki, this is Anna.”

Maki inclined her head to Anna. “Hello, Anna.”

Anna smiled at her. “Hello.”

Maki looked back at Devin with a knowing look and nodded. “Perhaps the four of us can go out for dinner sometime soon.”

“That would be delightful.”

Trenton grinned. “I agree. You could join us for drinks after the banquet.”

Devin sighed. “That sounds wonderful, but Anna and I have plans for tonight.” He squeezed her waist. “I’m afraid I need to go get the dinner started.” He kissed Anna on the cheek and then looked at the other couple. “Will you keep Anna company while I’m up there?”

Both Trenton and Maki nodded, and Devin turned and walked away. Anna bit her lip and they smiled at her warmly. Trenton held out a chair for Anna, did the same for his wife, and then sat between the two of them.

Several other couples had seated themselves around the table, and Trenton introduced Anna to them as Devin’s date. They were other executives from Devin’s bank. No one else wore pinky rings.

The rest of the room filled up over the next few minutes. Shortly after that, Devin strode onto the platform at the front of the room.

“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen...” He continued by explaining the significance of the banquet and detailing the planned events for the night. He spoke eloquently and in a commanding tone, easily holding the attention of everyone in the room. “Enjoy your dinner and we’ll begin the awards ceremony afterward.”

Devin walked off the platform and returned to the table, sitting next to Anna and kissing her temple. He greeted the latecomers at the table.

Servers in crisp white shirts and black pants set plates of delicious-looking food in front of the attendees. Devin discussed business matters with the executives at their table. Anna didn’t have much to contribute, never having worked at, or even been inside, a bank, save when she met Devin for lunch. A few of the women asked questions, slyly trying to figure out who and what Anna was. Devin named her profession as a ballet dancer, to which Anna beamed.

Anna sipped on her wine and tried to follow the conversations going on around her. Devin was charming and amazing to watch. It was uncanny how he could effortlessly sway people to his way of thinking, always knowing the precise words to use in any situation.

As the plates for the main course were taken away, Trenton put his hand on her left leg and caressed the inside of her knee. She glanced discreetly at him and he wasn’t watching her, but Maki was. Maki looked down at her husband’s hand and smiled, then turned back to her conversation with the woman next to her.

What was that about? Why would Maki smile at Anna that way? Jack had made her think that all wives would hate her and be upset if they saw their husbands showing an interest in her.

Devin placed his hand on Anna’s other leg and caressed her inner thigh. Having two different men’s hands on her made her heart race. She had trouble concentrating on anything but their hot, heavy hands. She took another sip of wine and Devin’s hand moved up under her dress. He pulled at her leg, spreading her thighs apart, and moved up to brush a finger against her pussy.

She gasped into her wineglass, and Devin pinched her thigh. “Do not react to anything Trenton or I do to you,” he growled softly. “Scoot your chair forward.”

“Yes, Devin,” she whispered and obeyed, her entire lap now hidden under the long tablecloth.

He pulled at her leg again, and she opened her thighs. Both men moved their hands up, while their upper bodies remained still. Their fingers met at her pussy and both caressed her wet folds. Her thong was soaking and Trenton tugged at it and moved it aside. Devin thrust a finger inside her and she did everything she could to not move. Having a man touch her without reacting went against everything she had been trained to do.

They each took a lip and pulled her open. Her breath caught in her throat and she quickly took another sip of wine. Devin pinched her outer pussy lip and she nearly choked on the liquid. Trenton’s finger slipped inside her, then brushed her clit. Anna stared hard at the window across the room, watching the lights of an airplane pass by in the distance.

Devin’s hand disappeared for a moment, then returned and pushed something inside her. It wasn’t large, but stung after a minute. Both hands disappeared and dessert was served.

Anna sucked in a breath as tears filled her eyes. She stared down at the chocolate concoction in front of her, swallowing hard. Shifting her position only increased the pain.

“Devin . . .”

“Shh, Baby. It’s not going to do any damage. It’s just a tampon soaked in cinnamon oil.” He kissed her cheek. “I know you can handle it.” He smiled at her and slid his seat backward. “I need to start the awards ceremony. When I’m done, excuse yourself, go to the restroom, and take it out. Then wait for me near the elevators.” He stood, nodded to the table, and walked back to the platform and began speaking.

The ceremony seemed to last forever, the pain intensifying as the minutes ticked away. She plastered a smile on her face and desperately stared at the people on the platform, praying their uninteresting stories would somehow distract her. Anything to get her mind off her burning pussy.

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