She never existed

Together

Zuri POV:

Walking into Sector 8 after so long feels surreal. We walk towards the boardroom and he stops in front of me

"Are you sure you want to this" he asked as he opened the door 

"I'm sure" I say planting a kiss on his cheek. Lightly brushing the lipstick stain on his cheek I smile. Walking in I stand waiting for Mark to reintroduce me

"Gentleman this is Zuri as well as your leader for this mission" he says placing his hand on my lower back . He guides me towards the end of the table. Just when I thought he was going to sit own his thrown he pulled the chair slightly back allowing me to sit down while he stood. Smiling up at him he takes my hand and he kisses it

"Well uhm I don't have much to say but I hope you guys don't mind me being your leader for this " I look at them individually. Looking up at Mark I see him daring each and every one of them to say something

"Good so I only have a few leads which might also help you guys on some parts. Mr Grazia aka Ricardo Grazia is well known for his underground drug merch but I later I found out he also manages a sex trafficking ring. So there's two addresses I was able to get when I was tracking his caller ID I really hope Sebastian talked you through the facts of this mission cause I'm in no position to say it again. The addresses are 234 crescent view drive, Michigan and 421 Sao Joao de Meriti, Rio de Janero now I need you guys to try and pinpoint the exact location cause there's no way in hell I'm doing wild goose chase" I say taking my phone out my pocket and sliding it in the center of the table

"Please be warned that if you see nudes be mature and turn the other cheek"I state looking at the two men that grin at each other

"Okay you guys can be excused" Mark says straightening up. Everybody leaves one by until it's just the two of us

"Up" he whispers into my ear and I stand up. Turning to look at him I see that he has this look that instantly makes me wet

"The meeting wasn't over" I say turning around to fix the paperwork on table.

"It was over" he says pressing himself to my back. He places his hand possessively on my waist whilst the other grabs my neck. He slightly turns my head so that my ear is by his lips

"I don't know there's just something about you telling my team what to do that just-" he says thrusting his hips on my ass enough for me to feel his hard 

"Oh god"I moan without thinking

"Are you wet princess" he groans out and I shake my head

"Your breathing says otherwise" he says in a deep sultry tone. His hand that was grabbing my waist travels towards my pussy. Thank the pope I'm wearing a skirt. The thought alone that his going to fuck me in here makes me rest my head on his chest

Mark POV:

Grazing her thigh her breathing changes getting me even harder. Slowly raising her skirt, quiet whimpers slip through her soft plumb lips. A grin spreads across my face as I feel her grinding her ass on me

"Stop"I groan . A breathless chuckle leaves her lips. She's about to do it again but I cup her pussy dragging my ring finger and middle finger up down her covered pussy. She arches her back as quiet moans escape her parted lips

I could just feel how wet she is for me. Removing my fingers from her pussy I wait for her to calm down.

"You know the rule"I say turning her around."-liars don't get anywhere" I grin planting a kiss on her neck making her shudder. Stepping away from her I go to the door and I lock it. Looking back at her she stares back at me with hazy lustful eye's. Clearing my throat I sit down at the end of table making sure to make eye contact .Loosening my tie she watches me carefully