All Chapters of Whispers of Submission : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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Dinner interruptions

Dinner was quiet at first, nobody spoke lest they disturbed it.The clatter of utensils and the faint hum of music from Reggie’s phone filled the background, softening the edges of the awkwardness that lingered since the morning. The aroma of garlic, herbs, and roasted chicken hung in the air, cozy and inviting.Reggie had cooked something simple but beautiful; lemon-butter pork, sautéed vegetables, and mashed potatoes.She took a bite, closed her eyes, and groaned softly. “This is so good. You could give me a run for my money.”Reggie glanced at her from across the table, hiding a smile. “You are far much better than me. I am glad you like it.”“Like it?” she said with mock indignation, pointing at her plate with her fork. “This is better than half the restaurants I’ve been to. You could open your own place.”He chuckled. “Don’t give me ideas. I already have too many projects as it is.”Cassie smiled, then tilted her head curiously. “Seriously though, who taught you to cook like thi

Decisions

Cassie woke up to the sound of her alarm blaring like an angry horn. She groaned, squinting at the clock on her bedside table. 8:17 a.m.“Oh no, no, no,” she muttered, throwing the covers off. She was supposed to be at the office by eight-thirty.She felt rested but panicky. She stumbled into the bathroom, brushed her teeth, and hurriedly showered before leaving the bathroom in a huff, leaving a trail of water in her wake. When she came downstairs, Reggie was standing in the kitchen, scrolling through his phone with a cup of coffee in hand.He looked up when he heard her footsteps. “Morning, Sleeping Beauty.”Cassie winced. “Please, you are not helping.”“You overslept,” he said mildly, glancing at his watch. “Lift?”Cassie blinked at him, surprised. “You don’t have to...”“I’m heading that way, remember?” he interrupted with a small smile, and set his mug down. “Come on. You’ll be late.”He was already dressed in one of his numerous blue suits. This one had silver buttons. He had pai

Day After

Reggie entered the doors of the office a little past noon, exhausted and sleepy. The meeting on the other side of town had dragged far longer than he’d planned. What was supposed to be a two-hour investor briefing had turned into a six-hour ordeal of negotiations, paperwork, and tedious formalities.He’d smiled, shaken hands, done what was expected of him, but his mind had never really been there. It kept drifting back to the apartment to Cassie. He wanted them to be friends seeing as they shared an apartment whenever he was in town. But the lines had been blurred already; he cared more than a friend could.Now the deal was finally signed, the documents handed over, and the project was officially in motion. His team would handle most of it from tomorrow. He sank into his chair, stretching his back. The silence of his office was a strange comfort, but also empty. He pulled out his phone and typed out a message before he could second-guess himself.Reggie: Back at the office. The meetin

Backseat pleasure

The restaurant was softly lit, the air warm with the scent of herbs and simmering sauces. The golden glow from the pendant lights washed over their table, casting delicate shadows across Reggie’s face. Cassie could see why people called the place romantic. She wasn’t sure if Reggie had realized that when he brought her here or if he was pretending not to notice. Reggie had taken the lead with the menu, ordering for both of them after she admitted she had no idea what half the dishes meant. “Trust me,” he’d said, his voice low and confident. “You’ll like it.” Someone passing by stopped suddenly at their table. “Reggie! It’s been ages, man.” Reggie stood, shaking the man’s hand. “Hey, Asher’s friend, right?” Cassie blinked as both men turned toward her. “Yes," the man said with a smile. "Cassie, this is Marcus. We’ve met a few times through your brother,” Reggie said easily. “Ah, the famous Cassie. Nice to meet you,” Marcus said with a polite smile before glancing back at

Teasing

The drive home from dinner was silent. Cassie's heart was still beating, her pussy still needy. Reggie looked composed as he handled the steering wheel. Whatever she would do to see him unravel! He looked so serious, not like someone who had just had his tongue inside her. His face was still wet from her squirt. She looked at him longingly, her eyes hooded with want that almost shook her. She wanted him, inside her, everywhere. But he was behaving as if nothing had happened. And it made her madder and more frustrated than the need to come again. She watched as he pulled into the garage before switching off the engine. The quiet was defending, and Cassie wanted no more than to run to the house and hide. If he looked that I bothered, then it meant that he did not care and had touched her only because she had insisted. She lifted her hand to open the door but Reggie spoke up."I am sorry..." Reggie started."For what? Please don't insult me. It is my fault for throwing myself at you. I

Orgasms

Reggie watched her as she squirmed, her pussy wet, ready and throbbing. He could do them a solid and touch her there, where she was needy and wanting, but he had other plans. She was not just a simple meal. She was someone to be lovingly worshipped. But even his cock had other ideas because it was so swollen and the zip of his pants was ready to burst."Fuck me?" Cassie said. It was not really a question but an answer to what he had asked."That I will do. But first, let me taste you. I want to lick you clean and if you are a good girl, maybe I will let you touch my cock." His words made her tremble. He was so smug but she liked it. She hoped that he was not going to back out as he had done previously, not once.Reggie moved closer to her spread legs. He traced her inner thighs with his thumb and she let out a moan. "Please!" Cassie begged.Reggie watched her as he opened her petals further. She was so ready that he had to restrain himself from throwing caution to the wind and sinki

Morning

Cassie stirred as the alarm clock blared beside her, its shrill insistence cutting through the haze of sleep and last night’s wine. She hit snooze automatically, curling deeper into the warmth of the sheets, her hand reaching instinctively toward the other side of the bed. Empty. Her fingers brushed only cool, crumpled sheets. For a heartbeat, confusion knotted her stomach. She blinked against the morning light creeping through the curtains before shaking her head. What had she been expecting really? Tp find Reggie curled up next to her? The man hadn't even allowed her to touch him or see him naked, expecting to find him in her bed was a tall order. She pinched herself awake and to get rid of the bad feeling that was starting to crawl up her veins. He had made her orgasm several times, and maybe that was supposed to count for something. She was reaching and she knew it. She got up from the bed and went to draw the curtains to let in the sun. Today was a new day and she was not goin

Boring meeting

Reggie stared at the polished table in front of him, the glossy surface reflecting the lights of the conference room. Around him, the room buzzed with the low murmur of his employees' voices, the clicking of pens against notepads, and the occasional cough that punctuated someone’s sentence. He was detached nodding at points that required acknowledgment and chiming in just enough to avoid suspicion, but the meeting itself felt like an elaborate performance, one he could have easily delegated.The truth was, he hadn’t come to the meeting because he cared about quarterly projections or the new merger. He knew every spreadsheet by heart; the detailed reports had been sent to him this morning while he brushed his teeth. He could have had one of his secretaries attend, briefed them in full, and spent the morning doing anything but sitting here feigning interest.He pressed his palms to his face, rubbing the bridge of his nose, trying to quell the emotional ache. He knew the source of his di

It's the Weekend

Cassie tapped her pen against the edge of her desk, the hollow sound echoing the dull ache of boredom that had settled over her like a heavy fog. Friday had stretched itself into a slow crawl, with long meetings and reports she could practically recite in her sleep. People had started leaving for the weekend and the desks were becoming empty by the minute.She sighed and looked across the office at Nina, who was still seated at her desk, a half-smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.“Bored?” Nina asked, eyes glinting with curiosity.“Very,” Cassie admitted, rolling her shoulders back as if to shake the monotony from her body. “I’ve been staring at the same spreadsheets for hours. I’m dying for a little… excitement.”Nina leaned back in her chair, a conspiratorial grin spreading across her face. “Then why don’t you come out with me tonight? I was thinking girly cocktails at my favorite joint."Cassie felt a flicker of excitement ignite in her chest. “You know what? That sounds perf

Drunk Dancing

Cassie’s heart lifted the moment she spotted Nina waiting at the door. She was leaning casually against the polished wood frame, a playful smile on her lips. The warm glow of string lights above and the faint thrum of bass from inside the bar promised an evening of escape, and Cassie felt a thrill crawl through her.“Finally!” Nina exclaimed, tugging Cassie inside. “I was starting to think you’d bailed out on me.”“Never,” Cassie said, returning the grin. “I needed this.”The place had the unique energy she loved; an entry system that required buying two cocktails for access, each accompanied by a ticket that granted entry. When she handed over her payment, she received her voucher and held it up with a small laugh. Purple. Purple meant she got a free drink and a slice of cake. A twist that made her feel as though the universe itself was giving her a nod. “Looks like tonight’s going to be a good night,” she whispered to herself, letting a smile curl her lips.Nina’s eyes twinkled. “Se

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