Chapter 33

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Azaleas.

"Evan." I shout-whisper as I pull back immediately before he can kiss me more and I would give in.

"What?" He says innocently. As much as it thrills me for someone to come in and find us making out. I would rather die at the same time than have someone catching me doing this, in work.

"Don't," I warn.

"You can't resist me, Angel." He knows what he's doing, he knows he tempts me. He knows what I even know about myself.

"No one will come in." He assures me.

I narrow my eyes.

"Do you trust me?" He asks, and I nod in response. "Then let me kiss you until I'm sick of it." Those words are tempting enough for me to lean over and kiss him brutally.

I bite his lower lip and he groans in response, his groan turns me on more than it should have.

I keep kissing him even through his bruised lip, and he does the same, not stopping. As if we were each other's oxygen.

He slips a hand under my trousers and touches my inner thigh, it feels sensational. I moan in response but he sucks the sound right off me by catching my lips again. I let him take control of the situation and he slides his hand underneath my thong.

"You're so wet for me." He says with a grin as I twitch. He find my swollen clit at the speed of light and started rubbing it, slowly and carefully. Bringing low moans from my mouth. I can feel his erection, and from what I feel. It's huge.

"You like that don't you." He says as he puts a finger inside of me. I lean on him and I start to grip his back.

"Answer me. Do you like it?" He pushes two fingers inside, stretching me and filling me as I arch my back, another loud moan escaping me.

"I do." I manage.

"Good girl." He praises as he pushes three fingers inside now. "Fuck you're so tight." He says as he rubs my clit faster with his thumb, while the other three fingers start thrusting in and out of me.

Suddenly his phone rings but he doesn't stop. Instead, he picks up his phone and puts a finger on his mouth. "This is an important call." He says coolly as he thrusts his fingers. He began talking on the phone, but I could barely hear what he was saying, with the waves of pleasure every time he thrusts inside of me, I didn't care if someone walks in. I just want him right now.

He's talking as if he isn't finger fucking me. "I hate you," I say in a whisper and his grin widens, he pushes his fingers all in at my comment.

He finally hung up and looked at me with lust filling his eyes, desire too. I'm sure it mirrors my own eyes.

"Evan." I moan I feel something building up in my stomach, and it feels great.

"Yes?" He answers as he keeps thrusting faster and rougher.

"I wanna come." I manage to get out while my head is resting on his shoulder.

"Beg for it." His orders command hardened his voice into steel.

I stay silent, I won't beg. I try to come but then he stops. "Why'd you stop?" I look at him.

"Beg for it, Azaleas." He says, this time as a warning.

Finally, I give in. "Please, please let me come." I plead.

He finally rubs my clit even faster and presses a spot inside of me I never knew existed, making me arch my back. "Evan.." I moan his name as I orgasm. I clutch his fingers inside of me as I ride his finger, while my hand is gripping his shirt.

He pulls out his hand full of my juices and grins widely.

"You're mine only, Azaleas. You came on my hand. Not anyone else's." He says as I try to catch my breath, my first ever orgasm not by my own hands, by the hands of the man I said I hated.

"The door. Anyone might get inside." The thrill of someone catching me riding his hands was amazing to be completely honest.

"It was locked, I have a button beneath my desk and it locks the door for me." He chuckles when I roll my eyes, of course, he wouldn't let anyone see me in this state.

"You're so fucking beautiful." He says while pushing a strand of my hair under my ear. "Oh how much I love your expression right now." He grins when I flip him off.

I rest my head on his chest and then I remember that I have stupid work. Why did Kano even ask me to write a stupid report? I understood what Evan said and I'm sure it'll all go smoothly.

I try to get up to only be pulled back.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asks.

"I need to write a report on the launch. Kano expects it tomorrow." I answer truthfully.

"In that case." He grabs me and puts me beside him like I'm some kind of doll, as if I don't even have weight. "You can work of course." He gets up and leans on his desk, looking for something. Then he clicks on something and the door gets unlocked.

I get up and I go to the door. "I'll see you." I wave my hand and got out, I'm sure I look flushed but who cares? I just had the best orgasm ever and it wasn't even done by my hand.

"You forgot something." He said as he made his way too me, I don't forget things, so I wonder what I might've forgotten.

He leans in and kisses me.

"Just that." He pulled back. This doesn't even count as a kiss. Especially after all our kisses, this is just a peck.

I hold him by his tie and pulled him down, just to kiss him, correctly. Our mouths brush against each other passionately and brutally. I can still feel the bruise on his lip. He kisses more passionately. This is our kiss.

I finally release him and pulled back.

"Now I don't think I've forgotten anything else, right?" I smile.

He seemed shocked by my boldness, but then he smirks. "Send me a message when you get home."

"Okay. Make sure to reply." I get out of his office. It doesn't take a genius to know what we were doing, but they would never even try to talk about it.

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