All Chapters of MAKE ME WET : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Jennifer The first thing is that I don’t like to lose, not when I ran a marathon in sixth grade, not when it came to office-related work, not even when it came to sex, as I always made sure I came first before my sex partners.I’m that competitive. So that’s when Daniel Anderson, the human embodiment of arrogance and cockiness, decided to push me at one of my vulnerable moments.The bar was crowded, filled with music and people who felt like they came to drown themselves in drink. The table was filled with several coworkers packed densely like were fishes in a can of sardine. A soft frown has already formed on my face. I was already regretting agreeing to the casual Friday drinking outing. I should have been at home watching a movie, eating popcorn and probably getting a good night's sleep. But here I was, sitting beside Daniel, feeling his gaze on me. He held his glass in his hand and leaned against the table, a smirk burning on his lips.He always had a smirk on his face like he

JenniferThe words rang in my head, and no matter how many times I tried to digest them, it just felt wrong.My mouth slacked as I struggled to find the right words to tell him.“Are you speechless, honey?” He teased, his lips stretching into a slant smile.I blinked, still processing the information. “This doesn’t make sense,” I finally said. “It’s barely up to an hour.”Daniel crossed his hands, his biceps flexing. “I outsmarted you,” he said, “this just proves I am better.”I let out a chuckle, a low and deep sound. “So what are you going to do?” I snorted, rising up from my seat. “Command me to buy coffee.”Fuck he was tall. Even with my heels I barely passed his shoulders. I still had to crane my neck to see his face. It always made me feel like I was always looking up to him. Curse my height. Curse his height.Daniel rounded the desk, and stood before—stood so close that I could feel his warmth. “That’s too boring,” he said, that cunning smile still clinging to his lips. As he

JenniferMy knees buckled as soon as he shut the door behind me. My back crashed against the backrest of the chair, and I exhaled, threading out my lips.My thighs still trembled from what he had done to me. What the fuck did I let happen? Did I really let Daniel finger me, in my office?It should have been the other way around. I should have been the one having him begging and whimpering, crumbling beneath me. Not me whining and whimpering under his fingers like some incompetent fool.My skin burning hot, I pressed my palms to my face as though I couldn’t afford the walls of my office to see me. “Idiot,” I muttered to myself.My chest still heavy, I yanked the drawer open and snatched some tissue.“Acting like some horny bitch that had never been touched by a man,” I grunted as I wiped the mess between my legs, wiping off the reminder of how wet I was for him.“Of all men, Daniel Anderson,” I continued hissing at myself. I reached for some tissues and began cleaning my juice that w

JenniferMy neck remained craned and my fingers clamped around his zip before tugging it down.“What are you doing?” Daniel questioned, his face neutral, but his voice tightened.“Harassing you the way you harassed me yesterday,” I said.“You think I’m going to beg you and cling onto you?” Daniel’s eyes glinted, amusement boldly written across his face“Yes.” I slipped my hand into his boxers and pulled out his cock.The sight startled me. It was one thing to feel it, it’s another to see it. The average size of a penis when erect was five inches. But from what I was seeing his cock was up to eight inches, and it wasn’t even fully erect yet.“Are you scared?” Another teasing smirk built on his lips.I scoffed. “I have seen bigger dicks.” My fingers barely wrapped around him. I should be terrified of my mouth or my pussy. Yet a tingle jolted straight between my thighs. I stared at it, deciding my mouth won’t go around. I need to use my hand first. When I stroked him slowly, Daniel

JenniferNo matter how many times I turned on the bed, I just couldn’t get rid of the thoughts of Daniel. How big his cock was, how he felt so full in my hands.I have never seen a cock that big in my life. A thick gulp went down my throat, and my heart thudded in my chest.I told myself to sleep, to ignore the heat pooling between my thighs. I had even worn panties, something to stop me from touching myself.I exhaled through my lips. “It’s alright, you can do this.” I shut my eyes and tried to sleep, but then I remembered how he pinned me down to the desk, his cock pressing the back of my ass.My thighs pressed together, trying to stop the ache. My hands drifted to my nightgown, fingers fidgeting with the hem.No I shouldn’t do this. Masturbating because of him— that was utterly shameful. Yet, fingers inched up my thighs, brushing my slits through the fabrics of my panties.My chest rose as I took a sharp inhale, the heat spreading all through my groin area. Not him, I muttered.