Soren Bianchi [+18]

16. Jealous

AURORA DANIELS

WARNING CONTAINS MATURE SCENES !!!!

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I had been back at work for a week, and it felt like I had never left. The workload was intense, the deadlines were tight, and my arm, while much better, was still a constant reminder of why my work had me in a chokehold.

It was one of those days when everything seemed to go wrong, and I couldn't wait for it to be over. Not to mention how extremely frustrating Mr Donovan had been.

He was sending his lap dog Beth to tell me how to do my job. Assholes.

The day had been nothing short of a battlefield. As I stared at the pile of paperwork on my desk, my phone buzzed. A glance at the screen showed an email notification, one of the many that had been flooding my inbox since morning.

"Is the world ending or what?" I muttered to myself, massaging my temples as I tried to focus.

I was taking a short time out before I exploded. I found myself reaching out to Soren. He was my only support. I knew he was in a meeting, but I couldn't resist sending him a quick text, telling him about my terrible day.

Me: I'm just having the worst fucking day possible.

Soren: I'm sorry, Amore. Do you need me to bring anything to you?

He was so thoughtful.

Me: Just you would be perfect right now.

I don't know where the horny nature of mine came from. Yet, with Soren, I was willing to jump his bones at any given moment.

All I wanted was for him to fuck me until my stress dissipated. I wanted him to hold me and caress my skin to let me know that I wouldn't combust.

Soren: Someone's being a greedy little slut.

Me: who? Me? Never...

Lies, what I wanted was for him to bend me over my desk and fuck me until I couldn't stand.

The sexual frustration had me pressing my thighs together. Soren and I haven't done much because I had been bringing work home to complete, which had me passing out on the floor with my head on the coffee table.

Letting my sex-crazed thoughts cloud my judgment. I decided to be bold. I walked over to my office door and locked it.

Moving over to my desk, perched myself atop the cold wooden surface. Moving my dress straps down, along with my bra ever so slightly. Just enough for my nipples to peak through, I snapped a few pictures.

I, then moved my dress up, exposing my black lacy thong, I took a few pictures of my ass, as well as a picture with my hand touching the top of my clothed pussy.

I giggled, as I fixed myself. I sent Soren the pictures.

Me: *5 attachments*

Soren: Fuck Amore. What I wouldn't give to be on my knees in front of you right now.

Oh my...

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When I finally managed to escape the confines of my building, I was greeted by the sight of Soren waiting for me, as usual.

He was holding a bouquet of beautiful flowers, their vibrant colours providing a stark contrast to the dull concrete of the city.

"For you, Amore," he said, handing me the flowers with a playful bow.