Page 221 of Taeja

“No, so fuck me.”

Damon shook his head, falling to his knees. He pulled her closer to the edge and tugged her panty off in one swift movement. “I’m going to eat your pussy,” he said. “Until your legs are shaking and you’re begging me to stop. You owe me five orgasms. Get to counting.”

With one hand grabbing his head and the other cupping one of her breasts, Taeja’s eyes locked onto the ceiling. She bit into her bottom lip to stifle her breathy moans.

Damon’s tongue working inside her was magical. How was he this good? Every time with him was better than the last.

Despite knowing the walls weren’t soundproof, Taeja wouldn’t be able to keep quiet for long.

The only thing on her mind was giving her man what he wanted. Time and time again.

So, she got to counting. Tightening her legs around him as her first orgasm took control and made her back arch off the desk. “One, daddy…”

37

He lowered himself ontothe chair, resting his elbows on the desk and linking his fingers below his nose.

Gavin rapidly blinked from behind his spectacles. “Boss, are you being serious?” he asked, and Damon glared. Gavin sighed, lifting the life-size inflatable doll and holding it at a distance. “It hardly looks like the real thing.”

“It’s for you to practice,” Damon said. “That’s what you said you needed help with in exchange for helping my girl.”

“Yes, but—”

“No buts.” Damon jumped to his feet as an alarm went off on his phone. “Go practice.”

Gavin adjusted his glasses, his nose crinkling as he stared at the inflatable. “How am I supposed to get this out of your office? And where am I supposed to keep it? I have realized that nothing gets past Miss Marley.”

Damon shrugged. “You get it to your office the same way I got it to mine.” He snickered as he grabbed his briefcase in one hand and tossed his jacket over the next arm. “See you at the dinner on Saturday, Gavin.”

“Okay, boss.”

Damon exited his office, laughing at Gavin’s discomfort.

In the lobby, Zaida was waiting on the elevator. She smiled as Damon stood beside her. “Leaving early today, boss?”

Damon nodded. “I have somewhere to be.”

Zaida nodded as they entered the elevator. “I figured because you usually leave late at night.”

“And you always leave on the dot.”

Zaida chuckled. “You should take a page out of my book.”

“You know I can’t do that.”

“I know,” she said as the elevator stopped at the first level of underground parking. “See you at the dinner, boss.”

“Enjoy your evening, Zaida.” Damon nodded until the elevator doors shut and he couldn’t see her anymore. Arriving at the floor he parked, he exited the elevator and found his car. He crawled through rush hour traffic, heading toward the optician’s office.

Passing by the semi-circle-shaped hotel, he thought of Taeja. Damon hadn’t seen her since she left for school, but he’d see her tomorrow at work. He missed her more than he could ever admit to. It was hard sleeping without Taeja. He was thankful when she called him the first night they were apart and asked him if he wanted them to fall asleep on the phone.

Parking before the optician’s office, he pulled his phone out and made a call. “I’m here,” he said, then hung up.

A moment later, the automatic doors of the building opened. Andrew exited and strolled toward the car. He sat in the passenger seat.

Damon drove off. “What did they say?”

Andrew chuckled. “You ask me this question after every visit, Damon.”

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