"Fuck!" I allowed myself to succumb to the panic and threw my head in my hands as I sat down behind my desk in my office that morning.
Last night was a very long time coming. It was all I could do to play it off like I was unfazed on the drive to work with Olivia seated right next to me. Why the fuck couldn't I stop myself from taking the bait? Every time she flirted, I flirted right back. Only last night we went one step too far and the rules changed. It wasn't harmless anymore because I stuck my dick in her like a fucking dumbass.
Daring her to tell Will wasn't my finest hour either.
It was just that when she implied that last night was something to be ashamed of, my fucking brain left the building. Me. Fucking Harmon Chancellor. Mr. Inconsequential himself. Until Macy, pussy was just pussy. Olivia wasn't just pussy though. She was a Hunter. My found family. I would take a bullet for her. Only now I was the very thing she needed protecting from. I fucked up and knew it.
I should be on the phone begging Macy to take me back but my mind wouldn't stop torturing me with images of me fucking Olivia.
The faces she made while being fucked. The way her mouth dropped open before she screamed my name, signaling that she was about to cum for me. Her soft skin under my fingertips. The heat of her body up against mine as I slammed into her. Her legs and arms wrapped around me as she clawed at my back. My hands on her hips as I held onto her while she took my dick from behind. My fist in her hair as I yanked back on her head while fucking her. The wild look in her eyes as she rode me like a fucking mad woman on steroids. The taunting ways she demanded more. She had quite the mouth on her. Being drunk last night did nothing to stop my brain from remembering the words.
Come on daddy, you can do better.
Abuse my pussy with your big, fat dick, baby.
Nice isn't for sluts. Make it fucking hurt.
Fuck me! Fuck me! Just fuck me!
Finish my pussy off. Don't you dare stop.
Speaking of her mouth-
"Earth to Harmon," said Will's voice from the doorway of my office.
William 'Will/Billy' Hunter. The billionaire who plucked me from mediocrity and put me at his side while I went to business school. I just got my MBA last month, after which the asshole promptly promoted me to COO. I owed him everything.
"Are you ready? It's almost time to leave LA. Enjoy your fucking vacation Harmon," Will said with a smug grin.