Page 41 of Grace

“Use your fingers how you did in my office. Slide them into your sweet pussy, both of them,” Daniel commands.

“Your fingers… that’s… that’s what I want,” I answer softly.

He groans, low and eager. That’s enough to make me obey. I thrust both of my fingers inside me, and my toes curl. I gasp as my chest rises and falls faster, my nipples so hard that I can see them through my tank top.

“Daniel,” I whimper.

“That’s right, focus on me. You’re doing so well. I can hear how wet you are,” he pants. “Don’t stop until you come, Grace. You’re a good girl, and you deserve every reward you get.”

Daniel keeps telling me how sweet and good I am, how beautiful my moans sound, how much he’d rather be on my bed with me, stroking my thighs, kissing my belly, prying my underwear off me until I come.

“Daniel, oh, fu—” My voice breaks as I dig my heels into my bed. My back arches, and my legs tighten around my hand as I whimper. My pussy tenses around my own fingers as I pant and let my head fall back. “Oh…”

“Good girl,” he praises. “See how good you can make yourself feel?”

“Only with your help,” I whisper.

“For now,” he says with a chuckle.

“Did…” I bite my bottom lip. “Did you finish too?”

“Of course I did. You’re very good at pushing me over the edge, darling. It’s why I steal your panties. I like seeing my cum soak them,” he answers.

That’s so naughty, so dirty, but so… hot. I take a ragged breath. “I’m glad you like them.”

“When we get off the phone, send me one more picture of you, right now, satisfied and pleased on your bed. You’ve been so good for me today, giving me more than I thought you ever would. I’d like a reminder of this,” he says gently.

I open my mouth and almost ask if he did this with the other girl he had, but it’s probably better that I don’t know. It’s not my business. Daniel doesn’t ask every single thing I did with his son, so I don’t need to know everything he’d done in his past, either.

“Okay,” I finally answer.

We hang up after saying goodnight, and I adjust on my bed, kicking my flower blanket away and trying to pose in a sexy way. When I feel ridiculous, I just look into the camera and bite my bottom lip. I’m hot all over, my tank top is pushed up further, nearly showing my nipples, my panties all curled and ruined, barely hiding my pussy.

After looking at the photo once, I send it and quickly dart to the bathroom to clean up. My phone buzzes as I get out of a quick shower.

Daniel’s reply ruins all my efforts to calm down.

You are so beautiful, darling. I’m a lucky man to get to see you like this, let alone help you come. Get a good night’s sleep for me. I’m excited to see you tomorrow.

How am I supposed to control my feelings for him when he’s so perfect himself?

nineteen

At work the next day, I feel… overwhelmed. Just seeing Daniel, let alone working in his office, has me on pins and needles constantly. I don’t know what to expect or how to balance focusing on work when any whiff of his cologne or any low sound he makes instantly snares my attention.

“We have a meeting, Grace. Didn’t you see the message?” he asks from behind me, making me jump.

I glance at the reminder that’s in the corner of the screen. I nod once. “Right.”

Daniel leans down further. “You’re so good atnoticingthings on computers, I didn’t think I’d have to remind you.”

The tease in his tone reminds me of the porn he watches on his computer. Even though I know he’s being playful, I feel bad for not being as focused as I’m supposed to be. I know that I’m fooling around with my boss, but I still have to be a good employee.

“Right, right,” I breathe.

“Are you distracted today?” Daniel asks.

“I’m okay, Mr. Brooks. I promise I won’t miss anything in the meeting,” I assure with the best smile I can manage.

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