Chapter 8

I WANT TO MAKE HER SCREAM

I wasn't just wet, I was fucking wet. If this was a game I knew I had lost.

" There's no need for that sir," I said to him as I tried to push him off me but he didn't move even an inch.

" But did you like how they looked at you? That bastard almost had a drool coming down his mouth because of how he was staring at you," what was wrong with him?

" We have people waiting for us downstairs and they'll ask questions if we're gone for too long," I tried to reason with him.

" Just fucking answer me, did you like the attention?"

" What is it to you if the men in the room were staring at me, I'm a woman after all," As I said that he withdrew from me and I instantly missed the heat of his body.

" You're right, it's my mistake, it won't happen again, I promised that things were going to be professional but I broke that, I'll learn to control myself."

He said before walking out of the room and I breathed in relief, I didn't know if I could call it relief or if I was