𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇 | ᴊᴀᴠɪᴇʀ ᴘᴇɴᴀ |

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As I sat at my desk, anticipation coiled in my stomach like a tightly wound spring. Today was the day of the meeting with my boss and Javier's team, and I couldn't shake the nervous energy pulsing through me. Yesterday's encounter with Javier via video call left me feeling flustered and conflicted, and now, facing him in person, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anxiety.

The conference room was hushed as we waited for Javier and his team to arrive. I stole glances at the empty chair beside me, where he would soon be seated. The memory of his touch from the video call sent a shiver down my spine, and I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, trying to compose myself.

Finally, Javier entered the room, flanked by two men who I assumed were part of his team. He greeted everyone with his usual charm, his smile lighting up the room. I felt a strange mixture of relief and apprehension as he made his way to his seat beside me.

The meeting began, and my boss outlined the agenda for the day. We discussed our recent trip to Europe and the need to gather all the necessary information to move forward with our plans. I listened intently, trying to focus on the task at hand, but I couldn't shake the awareness of Javier's presence beside me.

Midway through the meeting, I felt Javier's hand on my thigh. My heart skipped a beat, and I glanced around the table, but no one seemed to notice. I bit my lip nervously, unsure of how to react.

"Madison, could you provide us with the latest updates on the new clients from France and Germany?" my boss asked, directing the question at me.

I cleared my throat, trying to ignore the heat of Javier's touch. "Yes, of course," I replied, my voice steadier than I expected. "The Real Estate agency from France has expressed interest in expanding their operations to other European countries, and the one from Germany is looking for strategic partnerships to increase their market share."

Javier's hand continued to roam, his touch sending shivers down my spine. I crossed my legs, hoping to deter him, but he persisted, his fingers tracing circles on my thigh.

Once I finished speaking, the focus shifted back to my boss, and Javier's hand resumed its wandering. I reached for his hand, intending to stop him, but he merely intertwined our fingers, his gaze burning into mine.

As the meeting drew to a close, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. I quickly gathered my things and made my way back to my desk, eager to put some distance between myself and Javier. But as I sat down, I noticed him lingering by the door, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

He locked the door behind him and approached my desk, pulling up a chair beside me. I tensed, unsure of what to expect. "Are you playing with me, Madison?" he asked, his voice low and intense.

I feigned ignorance, focusing on my laptop screen. "I don't know what you're talking about," I replied, my voice trembling slightly.

Javier reached for my thigh again, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through me. "I think you enjoyed last night," he said softly, his fingers trailing upwards. "I just wanted to see it in person."

"Javier I have to work," I said in a plea, but it seemed to not worry him.

I swallowed hard, torn between desire and apprehension. But as his hand continued its relentless journey, I couldn't deny the thrill that coursed through me. "Quiero escucharte gemir igual que lo hacías ayer (I want to hear you moan just like you did yesterday)."

I bit my lower lip when I felt his fingers now touching my cunt. "I don't want to make a scene in my work."

"No one has to know," his other hand went to my face to turn it so I would face him. "Behave like a good girl and keep that mouth shut," he whispered and then kissed me slowly.

I couldn't reject him, my body was entirely his at this moment. His fingers moved my thonge aside and got inside of me. My moans where covered by his kisses. Our tongues got interwined, our hearts seemed to be beating equaly fast.

My hand went to his pants, where I could feel his huge bulge. Of course I already had sex with him, but it was different, now I did want him.

He separated from me, removing his fingers and taking my hand from his pants. "It's not my time now," he said and got up, with my hand on his still, he guided me to the couch I had on the office.

"Lay down," he said.

I looked to the couch and then back to him. "This isn't right Javi..."

He pushed me, so that I would sit on the couch, and as he said, I laid my back. "I told you to behave, don't answer me back and do as I order."

He kneeled on the couch between my legs. He licked his lips looking at my cunt, as my dress slipped up. He took out my thong and then bent down so that his mouth could start playing with my clit.

I grabbed the couch trying to shut my moans, but I couldn't resist. Javier crawled over me to see my face, and put my thong in my mouth. "Do not scream baby."

He went back to his job, but this time his fingers got into me while his tongue was playing dirty on me.

I couldn't believe that just a moment ago, my boss and teammates were here, and now Javier is eating every inch of me.

"I'm coming," I said removing the underwear.

My back arqued as the feeling was getting closer. "I want to taste you," he replied back, as his fingers moved faster.

I grabbed his hair and bit my lip as my whole body started shaking feeling the pleasure that he just made me feel.

With my eyes still closed, I left out a deep sigh. "Fuck me..."

I felt Javier getting up. "I will, just another time," he whispered against my lips and left a kiss on them, then grabbed the thong and put it on his pocket. "I'll keep this so that you have a reason to come over to my place."

I frowned my eyebrows and got up to fix my dress. "Javi I can't just walk out there without my underwear."

A smile appeared on his face as he went to the door. "You'll have to," he opened the door. "Thanks Miss. Rose, I'll check out that mail once I get to my office and answer you as soon as possible," he said, and I bet that Teresa was out there.

I flipped my finger to him making him laugh just before he closed the door after leaving.

[To be continued...]