77. Such a Good Girl...

Erica

“You can unbuckle me and take my côck out. Get it ready. And don’t disturb me.”

His order in that deep silken voice made a shiver run down my spine. As much as I hated the calloused way he was demanding, I was also looking forward to it. He looked relaxed and his eyes were once again focused on his laptop screen. There were a number of men speaking over each other but when Antonio spoke they all quieted.

I wondered if he was thinking that I wouldn’t do it and walk out of here and that’s why he was so focused on his call. But when my hands fell on his knees and he still didn’t give his attention to me I realised he really meant for me to get his côck ready without disturbing him. That made me angry and I swore to make him feel every bit of it so that he’d be forced to focus on me instead of his meeting.

I ignored his deep voice and the steely tone that he commanded the meeting with. He wasn’t speaking English and neither was it Italian, but the way words rolled off his tongue ma