Reparation (Sundown Wolves Book 2)
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She was too engrossed in her daydream to care. Her hand was a pale imitation of Orion’s as she pretended he circled his thumb over her clit. Her puffed lips shielded the little nub, but she founded it without hesitation.
Orion knew just how to rub her to make her pussy clench. He cupped her pussy in his palm, pushing against her opening suggestively. Natalie gasped when he slid a finger inside her. Her two fingers in reality seemed about the equivalent of one of his, and she thrust them in and out of her opening, occasionally rubbing her clit with her thumb.
As she self-stimulated, Natalie imagined him kissing her mouth, and then her neck. His hands, and hers by transference, never stilled. A barely stifled cry accompanied his phantom lips taking possession of one of her plump nipples. She shifted restlessly, trying to rub the rigid bud against the silk bra in an attempt to imitate his mouth. Suddenly, her womb tightened, and her pussy convulsed. Natalie brought herself to orgasm, biting hard on her tongue to keep from vocalizing any pleasure from the release. Waves of satisfaction washed over her, and she slowly relaxed.
Sanity returned, and her eyes snapped open. To her relief, Natalie was still alone in the office. One quick swipe restored her panties to their rightful place, and she smoothed the skirt down over her thighs. Her fingers sought out the lacy edge of her stockings, and she found each one securely in place mid-thigh, just as they were supposed to be.
Once certain her clothes were in place, Natalie stood up and went to the small bathroom located in Orion’s office. She washed her hands, smoothed her hair, and held a damp paper towel to her cheeks until the redness faded. Staring at herself in the mirror, she shook her head.
What had she been thinking, behaving like that? Just because Orion was safely away at a lunch meeting didn’t mean she was alone. She had to get a grip on the fancies running through her brain, centered around her boss, before she did something incredibly stupid. What would she have done if he had walked in on her? What would Orion have done? Logic suggested he would have fired her, though her mind whispered he would have insisted on taking over for her hand.
“Stop it,” she said firmly to her reflection. Though her heart still thumped irregularly, with her appearance restored she looked like the efficient assistant Orion had hired last month. She gave no obvious evidence of being a wanton who had just pleasured herself not five minutes before.
Natalie left the bathroom and his office. Seconds after she returned to her desk and slid on reading glasses, the door to her office opened. Orion walked in. Somehow, she managed a distant smile. “Did you have a pleasant lunch, Mr. Taylor?”
He paused by her desk, looking at her quizzically. “It was fine.” His nostrils flared, and his eyes narrowed. He seemed on the verge of saying something, but then shrugged and walked on. Orion paused at his door. “We’ll be working late tonight, Natalie. Jennings wants a prospectus and custom investment options before he switches his portfolio management to us.”
She nodded. “Yes, sir.” Natalie bent her head, studiously focusing on the spreadsheet. There was no one waiting for her at home, except Lucy, and she knew Mrs. Hawkins would let out the retriever to potty by prearrangement if Natalie wasn’t home by six. Working late wasn’t a problem. If only it were so easy to get her mind off fucking her boss, she wouldn’t have any worries at all.
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