Page 139 of Trust Me

“If privatization is going to happen, it’ll happen,” I say.

Adam shakes his head. “Kyle, let’s not get ahead of ourselves—”

“As I said,” I cut him off. “If it happens, you’ll all be the first to know. I know you both have places to be. Sam, we’ll do a call next week to go over more details about severance packages for employees.”

I clear my throat and tighten every muscle in my body to keep the orgasm at bay. It’s taking every ounce of my restraint. Riley is not showing any mercy.

I’m going to make sure her ass is red before the end of the day for this.

“If you all will excuse me.” I only just manage to get the whole sentence out. “I have a call in ten minutes.”

I pick up the phone as if dialing a number to help them get the point that this meeting is over. In seconds they’re all gone, the door is closed, and I push away from my desk. I can’t move too far because Riley’s mouth is still wrapped around my cock.

“Fuuuck,” I groan at the same time I tighten my hold in her hair. She’s too fucking good at this. All of my plans to pay her back for this stunt fly out of the window as my orgasm courses through me.

Every cell in my body becomes electrified. Riley slurps down every drop I release. Watching her throat work to swallow everything I give her makes me come even harder.

When I stop coming, she finally releases me. There’s a dazed look in her eyes, her lips are glistening from my come, and her grin is from ear to ear.

“Fucking minx,” I growl.

“You’re the one who wanted to screw at work.”

“And I still want to.” I rise from my chair, yank her to her feet, and spin her back to me in one fell swoop.

“What are you doing?” Now she actually sounds slightly panicked. “Kyle, we can’t.”

“Riley, you just fucking deep throated me in the middle of a goddamn meeting. Don’t get prudent now.”

“That was different. They didn’t know I was in here. How are you still hard right now? I just gave you the best head of my life.”

“Exactly,” I say at the same time I yank her skirt up, over her hips. I suck in a sharp breath at the sight of her round ass in a pair of lacy, black panties.

“Kyle, don’t you dare ri—”

Riiip!

“You were saying?” I ask at the same time I stuff the fabric of what used to be her panties into my pants’ pocket. “Did you have fun sucking me off in the middle of my meeting, Riley?”

I lean over and wrap one hand around her neck, holding her to my chest. “Answer me.”

She lets out a slow breath. A total body shiver courses through her. “Yes,” she whispers.

“My wife thinks it’s fun to have my cock in her mouth while I’m working.”

She lets out a tiny moan. That sound alone sends me to full erection. I tighten my hold on her throat.

“Kyle,” she pants. “The door’s not locked.”

“So what? Anyone who walks in my office without knocking deserves the show they’re about to get.” I bite her earlobe. “And then I’ll make sure they end up in the unemployment office. Do you know why, Riley?”

I pepper kisses down the column of her neck, reveling in the feel of the softness of her skin.

She shakes her head. “Why?”

“Because there’s no way I’ll let a motherfucker who’s seen your ass continue to work at my company.” I fist my dick with my free hand and line myself up at her entrance.

She whimpers at the contact. She pushes her hips back, silently begging for me to take what already belongs to me.

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