Page 35 of Cocky Counsel

I let a laugh slip out as I looked across the hallway and stared at her. She looked over, a smug smile on her face as I raised an eyebrow at her. She had no idea who she was playing with. Game. On.

Me: Take your finger and slowly touch yourself.

I watched as she read the words, her body stiffening in response.

Me: Now, Eva. Slide a finger inside of your pussy.

Her shoulders rose and fell as she let out a long breath before casting a glance at me. Her hand slowly moved under her desk and brushed against her thigh before it hesitated by her pussy. I could see how nervous she was that I was watching her, and it turned me on even more. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the leather chair spreading her legs open even more to slide a finger along her slit. My dick twitched as I watched her body react to the sensation of her touch, knowing that she was fully aroused.

Me: Good, now stick another finger inside.

Her eyes flickered open as she read the message. She didn’t bother looking my way before doing as I asked and slid another finger inside. My eyes were fixated on her hand as she fingered herself under her desk while I watched.

Me: Now, tell me how wet you are.

She kept her fingers inside, working them in and out of her pussy while she reached over and typed with the other hand.

Eva: So wet…

Me: Good. I can’t wait to see your face as you come for me in a few minutes.

Eva: We’ll see.

Me: Take your finger and slide it up to your clit. Rub those juices all over it.

I leaned back in my chair, thankful that my desk was fully covered in the front so no one could see as I unzipped my pants and pulled my dick out. It was hard as a fucking rock, my hand working up and down the shaft as I watched her rub her clit. I continued to stroke myself with my left hand so I could type with my right.

Me: Rub it harder, Eva. Rub it as you think about how hard my dick was as I plowed into you from behind against this window.

My orgasm was close, the pressure building as I watched her and thought back to us fucking in my office. Her eyes were trying to stay open so she could read the messages, but I could tell her orgasm was close as well by how she was straining to focus and pay attention.

Me: Rub it for me baby and imagine the guy who was jacking off while watching us fuck. I bet he wished he could be in front of you while you took his big dick down your throat and I fucked you from behind.

Her eyes closed after she read the words I had sent, her fingers rubbing her clit quickly while her other hand roamed up her body and caressed her breast. I watched the way her body shifted, and her hips bucked as she lifted off the chair, her orgasm ripping through her while she tried to stifle the moan. Her face looked beautiful, her lips parted, and her mouth opened as she came undone in her office. I closed my eyes as I came under my desk.

Me: Told you.

Eva: It was worth it…

I didn’t hear anything from her after that and didn’t bother to worry about lunch. Soon, the day had ended, and it was time to head home. I walked out of my office at the same time as Eva and noticed an embarrassed look on her face. I tried to keep the smile off my face but found it nearly impossible as I replayed the images of what had happened earlier.

We stood in the hallway, waiting for the other to go first but neither of us bothering to move. Finally, I said, “Hey, about earlier—”

“Don’t worry about it,” she said, sticking her hand up to stop me.

“I don’t want you to be embarrassed about it.”

“I’m not,” she laughed nervously. “Okay, I am. But not as much as I thought I would be.”

“Well, that’s good to know,” I chuckled, feeling relieved that this wasn’t as awkward as it could be.

“I’m starting to think that you’re a bad influence on me,” she teased as we started walking down the hallway. I glanced at Kate’s desk and noticed that she was already gone for the day.

“It’s only a bad influence if it has a negative impact,” I said matter-of-factly. “But given how relaxed you look, I would say there was no negative impact.”

“What am I going to do with you?” she sighed, stopping when we walked into the lobby. A woman was standing by the wall with her back turned toward us. I didn’t know if anyone had helped her yet, and it seemed unlikely that anyone would be expecting a client this late in the day. I was about to ask if I could help her when she turned around and ran a hand over her swollen stomach, an evil grin on her face as she watched my reaction.

“Cora?” I asked in disbelief. “What are you doing here?”

“I think we need to talk,” she said, rubbing her bump. “Privately.” Her tone sharp as her eyes cut to Eva.

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