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I nod and let her walk me out of the ladies and back to my desk in the now busy office.
“So if we’re done with your drama, can I tell you about my night?” she asks with a smirk.
“Please,” I say, sitting down, feeling his cum in my panties with a thrilling spike in my blood. I wonder if he knows I’m sitting here covered in his cum, or if he thinks I cleaned up. Would he want me to have his cum pooling in my panties? Would it turn him on?
“Okay, so I was at this sex club not far from Belmont’s, right, and I was in a back room with Lola. She was eating me out like a starving woman…”
“Wait, is Lola your girlfriend?” I don’t know anything about her sex life, yet she seems to know everything about mine now. Fair’s fair that I ask.
She shakes her head, perching on the edge of the desk. “Nah, she’s a sweet treat. Anyway, there I am, with my dress up my waist, panties on the floor with Lola’s tongue up my cunt, when this guy walks in…”
“He just walked in?” I ask, horrified. “Isn’t that, like, I dunno, not allowed?” I have no clue what I’m talking about.
“We weren’t in a private room. It was a public one, just empty except for us,” she dismisses with a wave. “Stop interrupting.”
“Sorry.”
“Anyway, he was ginormous. I mean, like a proper fucking giant, with this black hair and built like a fucking tree.”
“Oh, yum.”
“Right? So he just stands there, watching us, and then he casually pulls an apple out of his coat pocket with this big ass hunting knife, which I don't even know how he smuggled that in and starts slicing pieces of the apple off and eating them! It was so fucking weird.”
Eye wide, I ask, “Weren’t you scared he’d try something?”
“Are you kidding? I wish he had. It was weird he was just standing there eating his apple.”
“You wanted him to try something?”
“I wouldn’t have said no. I can only imagine the size of his cock.”
“I wish I was more like you.”
She smiles and pats my hand. “One day, maybe, boo. You aren’t ready for that kind of sexual liberation.”
“You’re so cool,” I groan, feeling like a complete idiot.
She giggles. “I love my life, I love my body, I love sex. I’m not going to deny myself anything. Why should I?” She shrugs and stands up. “I’ll catch you at lunch.”
Waving her off, I watch her leave, knowing her words are solid. Why should anyone deny themselves what they want? I want Logan. I know I do. He just took what he wanted before I knew what was happening. But that doesn’t mean I didn’t want it. Chewing my bottom lip, wishing he was here so I could tell him all of this, I struggle to get my head into my work, knowing that he has twisted my soul around and ensured that I can’t live without him. He is dark, haunted, dangerous.
He is my poison, but I don’t give a fuck.
Chapter21
Serena
Frowning, I pick up the phone. It’s an internal ring, which I don’t usually get, so I assume it’s Allison when I answer.
“Mr. Carter’s office, Serena speaking.”
“You’ve got a very distinguished, older man here looking for you andthatguy!”
“What guy?” I ask Rue.
“The apple guy,” she murmurs and hangs up.
Blinking, I murmur, “Apple guy.” The penny drops, and my frown deepens.
