Page 33 of Queen Of Dark Money

Wesat in silence, him andI, as he situated himself behind the fancy glass desk and started in on his work.Therewould be no conversation between the two of us today, it appeared.I’dbe left to fend for myself as he purposefully ignored my ass from the other side of the room.

Fine.Twocould play at this game.

Icleared my throat, peeled back the last portion of the banana skin, and ran my tongue provocatively around the tip, hoping to get a rise out of him when he glanced over, but he didn’t bother to move at all, eyes glued to his screen.Shifting,Itried again, taking the whole thing in my mouth before sliding it back out and nipping off just the tip.Iclosed my eyes, tipped my head back a bit, and moaned with pleasure, taunting him with noises and motions guaranteed to make weaker men break.

Heshifted a bit in his chair and cleared his throat, signaling to me that he was not interested in playing my game.

Fuckinghell.

Iswitched tactics, leaning over the side of the couch armrest asIdeep-throated the rest of my banana, sliding it in and out again, refusing to eat it until he looked at me, even for just asecond.Iwanted him to acknowledge me in some way.Showproof that he was human enough to notice me.

Andhe refused every attempt.

Damnhim.

“What’sa girl gotta do around here to get a bathroom break?”Isighed, exasperated by his lackadaisical attention to my blatant flirting attempts.

Finally, slowly, he looked up at me, his expression one of boredom and frustration. “Downthe hall, to the left.Comestraight back here.Remember,Ihave eyes everywhere.”Hetapped the screen of his tablet with a finger, grinning slightly. “Behave,MissSinclair.”

Igrumbled under my breath and rolled my eyes, hating this whole situation. “Yeah, yeah.I’llstay out of trouble.”

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

JASPER

Themoment she was out of the room,Ileaned back in my chair, groaning with the sheer effort it took not to fucking melt on the spot.

Sheknew what she was doing, deep-throating that banana like it was a fucking cock, watching me for a reaction.

Oh, howI’dwanted to give her one.She’dprobably faint dead away ifI’dshown her how much she affected me.

Mypants tightened asIrecalled her bent backward over the arm of the sofa, sucking that damn thing down like she was being used and abused, her soft tongue curling around the tip–fuck.

Iached to replace that fucking fruit with my cock.

Shewas a temptationIdidn’t need, andIhad to get her gone fast.

Afew minutes later,Ihung up my phone, swearing to the room at large, pissed beyond belief thatKingand his syndicate thought it was acceptable to stick me with her for an indeterminate amount of time.

‘Keepher safe and out of trouble; this is dragging on longer than planned.’

Iwas nobody’s babysitter, but nowIwas relegated to one for this spoiled brat of a socialite who was obviously used to getting her way–and attention.

AttentionIwasn’t willing to give her.

Gettinginvolved with another woman likeTraceywas a non-starter.Ididn’t need another distraction after that last relationship imploded.I’dbeen single for years, and it worked just fine for me.Changingthat now would only cause problems.

Myhand drifted to my lap, whereIsported a raging fucking boner behind pants that were now too tight.Mypalm grazed the stiffness there, andIlet my eyes drift closed and moaned, wondering just how longIhad beforeMissSinclaircame back from the restroom.Shewas undoubtedly trying to avoid being around me as much as she could.

Aquick peek at the cameras told me she was nowhere near the office, and the bathroom light was still on, so with a promise to myself that it would never happen again andI’dbe quick,Iyanked myself out of my pants, hand already fisted around my fat cock asIstroked it aggressively, needing nothing more than a little release.

Ididn’t do this for pleasure.Idid it soIcould stand up and walk around shouldIneed to.Itwasn’t becauseIwanted her.Iwas just horny, and what man wouldn’t be after watching that erotic teasing session with a fucking phallic banana?

Iwas only human.

Iwas just a man.

Igrunted as my pumping sped up, balls aching, so close to orgasmIcould taste it behind my teeth, butIwas not ready to come.Iclenched my teeth and squeezed a bit harder, rocking my hips asIleaned over and peeked at the camera feed again.

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