Page 15 of Sinful Brothers
Where is she? @Taylor hellooooo?
Lily
Didn’t she have her meeting with the twat twins?? @Taylor ?!!?!
Hallie
Noooo that’s this afternoon.
Hallie
@Taylor I am starting to worry… where are you!?!?
Bella
I’ve booked it for all of us, @Taylor, you’re not getting out of it.
Me
Girls!! Sorry!! My shower packed in last night so got into work early, showered then lost myself in some… work. Dinner sounds fab. Meet you there <3
I lock my phone then slip it back inside my bag, zipping it up and then heading for the office, but first, I needed coffee.
CHAPTER SEVEN
LUCAS
“Didn’t expect that this morning,” Theodore chimes, readjusting his tie before shrugging on his suit jacket.
“Always the best though,” I wink as I wake my computer up. “Going to be a long day. How I will restrain from dragging her in here at every moment to fuck her sweet little cunt,”
Theo groans.
“Best pussy I have had. She’s so submissive.”
“Happy to continue if you are, brother.”
Theo lets his eyes settle on mine for just a moment, lips twitching as one corner pulls into a smirk. “There is no fucking way I am letting Taylor Moss out of our grasps.” He walks towards my office door before looking over his shoulder. “Ever.”
I have no idea how long it has been since Theo walked out of my office, but I find myself lifting my eyes from my screen and looking out the floor to ceiling glass partition that splits my office and the main one when I see her standing outside, talking to someone.
Brown, long hair swept into a low bun, red lipstick painted onto her lips. I can’t see her body because of the frosted middle pane that gives us a little privacy, but her fucking heels have me hard. Black stilettos and I want them wrapped around my back.
Palming myself through my suit trousers isn’t enough to appease my appetite, I need her. Lips locked around my cock as I slip down the back of her throat until I am filling her pretty mouth with my cum.
I shouldn’t be doing this. But before I can tell myself to sit the fuck back down, I am up and opening my office door.
Wide eyes find mine as heads pop up from their computers.
But that little brat doesn’t even turn around to look at me.
“Taylor,” I say loudly so she can’t ignore me and everyone knows I have called upon her. I watch the way she turns around, tight white tee tucked into her high waisted black suit trousers and she looks fucking delectable.
“Yes?” and I am not buying her sweet mouth.
“Can you come into my office for just a moment.”
Why am I being so nice?