Page 46 of Sinful Mates

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I put my phone down and turn back to my computer. I don't take the conversation that seriously. A way to waste a few minutes as my deadline ticks closer. Besides, I still have a mountain to tackle. I’m typing away when a pair of ice-cold hands run over my shoulders and stop at my breasts. His mouth hovered below my ear. His cold breath tickles and makes me shiver. “Challenge accepted.” I almost moan just from his voice. Theo spins my chair around before pulling me to my feet. I giggle when he leads me to his office.

“Theo, we’re at work. Where is Tobias?”

He closed the door behind him, locking it, eyes glinting. “In the meeting still.” He takes me in his arms, my body pressed against his hard chest. I wrap my legs around his waist, tugging him closer. He chuckles, plopping me down on his desk and bending me over backward on it. He devours my neck with soft kisses. Papers, office supplies, and even a mouse are shoved off the desk to make room for me. His hands run up my thighs, tugging my dress up and over my hips. He groans as he examines me inch by inch.

Laughing at him, I sit up and seize his belt, unclasping the buckle. “We are going to be in so much trouble,” I giggle whisper against his lips as I steal a kiss for myself. I yank his belt away, unbutton his pants, and free his marvelous cock. It sprung free and I grin, wiggling myself to the edge of the desk. Soon I'll get to indulge in his cock being inside me, and I'll get to torture Tobias while I’m at it.

Theo kisses me hard, spreading my legs. He doesn't waste time; he rams his cock into me, and holds my back with one arm so I don't just melt back onto his table. His hands find my hips, holding me tight as he thrusts into me over and over, swallowing my moans. The walls are thin in the meeting room, and it isn't that far away from this office.

Tobias will know what we are up to. Even if he can't hear us, he'll be able to feel all of it. Theo keeps me balanced on the edge of the desk as he shoves into me over and over. His mouth isn't enough to keep my moans in. I groan louder and louder as he thrust deeper and deeper into me. Every hard push makes my eyes flutter. My walls squeeze his cock as I hit my limit and I spasm around him.

Theo kisses me hard before pulling away, turning my body around, while still in me.. I’m on my stomach, gripping the other edge of the desk, bent over it just like he wanted me. My ass is in the air, a replica of his own tush wiggle earlier. His hand caressed it, softly, gently. I bite my lip, preparing myself for the sting.

He slaps me, but it isn't like Tobias's touch. It’s light, teasing. I moan, stomach tightening. I don't care, I've already come all over his cock. Arousal floods through me, and my pussy drips all over his desk, as his dick continues to pound away at me. Theo's hands returned to my hips, driving himself into me, faster, and harder. I scream his name, coming hard, my legs trembling and if I wasn’t spread over a desk, I'd have fallen over. My vaginal walls tightened around him, and Theo slams into me a final time, finding his own release, his cock twitching as it unloads inside me. He pulls my skirt down, covering my ass, and kisses my shoulder.

I stand, wheezing. I need to get to the bathroom and clean up. Theo passes me some wipes, and even more importantly, a G-string. I didn't have to touch it to recognize it as mine.

I raise an eyebrow at him, staring at the cloth. He laughs. "You think I didn't know you didn't have those when we left? You can't hide from me, babe."

"How?" I demand. I slip into his bathroom, clean up, and get dressed.

"When I got your stuff this morning. You slipped your shoes on and lifted your leg a bit high. Naughty girl. Tobias is going to spank you for walking around bare like that." He kisses my forehead, before going to clean himself.

My stomach clenches. But, I'd done it for Tobias. Why was I going to get in trouble for that?

Theo chuckles. "But you like to be spanked if it's the right hand, don't you?"

I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he holds me tight. I lean in, kissing him softly before pulling away. I still have a lot of work but it’s so late. There is no way we'll get it all done.

We finish getting refreshed and saunter out of the office just as Tobias and a group of men leave out of the meeting, heading to the elevator. I stop and Theo runs into my back. Tobias glances over at the both of us, his glare enough to melt ice. Fuck, I’m in trouble. Though, at least it isn't just me this time. Tobias looks fucking pissed at Theo, too. Tobias bids farewell to the others quickly, but once the doors close on the elevator, he storms toward us. Theo laughs, and slips into his office, leaving me behind. "Chicken!" I accuse as his door clicks.

Tobias comes to a stop in front of me, arms banded across his chest. I glance down to avoid his glare, my eyes pausing at the bulge in his pants. Did he have that the entire meeting? He got to experience all the pleasure we'd just wrung out of each other, but none of the release. "Imogen," he growls at me.

I reach down, slipping my hand into his pants. We are the last ones left in the office; besides it gives me a little thrill. I grasp his fully erect cock. He doesn't stop me, and his stance isn't as firm as it was a moment earlier. He groans and I reward him by moving my hand up and down his shaft. I lean closer when his eyes close, kissing his cheek, then his jaw, and his chin. I uncurl my hand from him and saunter off, ass swaying. I will pay for this, but it is good for him to remember what it feels like to be all wound up and left wanting. Tobias groans and growls before stomping back to his office and slamming his door. Oh yeah, I’m in trouble.

It’s nearly time to finish up. I’m exhausted and for once actually excited to go home to my prison. I need sleep. I’m mentally and physically drained, and I forgot how much it hurts wearing heels all day. My brain is mush from constantly looking at screens the entire day and all the different messages I had to answer, and worst, all the ones still waiting for me. My eyes are dry. When it’s nearly time to leave, I switch everything off and decide to go down to the foyer and see if I can find Tom.

I grab my bag and head for the elevator. Once on the foyer floor, I trot over to the front counter. Merida, the lady who brought us dinner the night we stayed back, is at the counter on the phone arguing with someone who wants to organize a meeting. After a few minutes of me waiting, she becomes annoyed and slams the phone down, ending the call. She runs her fingers through her blonde hair and let out a breath. “Hi Imogen,” she says. Her voice sounds tired.

“What happened to the other lady who was working here? I thought you worked on the tech floor?”

“I normally do, but the bitch quit and now I’m stuck here till they find a replacement.” She sighs clearly annoyed and exhausted. She has dark circles around her eyes.

I don’t envy her. At least on my floor I can openly sulk and not have to plaster a fake smile on my face. But she has the first point of contact when coming into the office; she has to be the perfect model employee.

“Where are Tobias and Theo?” Her eyes dart around looking for them. That fake smile stretches her lips, though it looks more like a grimace from this close up.

“Why does everyone do that? Look around nervously at the mention of them?” I ask her.

“You for real? The vibes they give off, girl.” She shakes her head. “I don’t know how you work all day up there with them. Especially Theo. I don’t envy you having to work under them. I still remember the last time when Theo went postal and nearly strangled Max for interrupting him during a meeting, poor bloke quit, and I transferred to the tech floor. I was originally one of their secretaries, but I couldn’t handle the hours or tension of working up there. They are way too intense for my taste. I don’t know how you do it.”

“Max?” I don’t remember that name.

“Oh, he was here just before you started. Apparently he works for a rival company now, they used to be friends but after that? Yeah, not so much.”

Jealousy courses through me hot and heavy, knowing she worked for them, although I can tell she feared them. Were they attracted to her? She is beautiful. Was I just a second choice? I shook the thought away wondering where my sudden jealousy surged from. I didn’t want to think of them with another woman, though Merida didn’t seem like she was involved with them sexually.