𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗔𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ☏︎

𝟐𝟕 | 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋

NEVAEH

I'm about to knock on Damien's office door, when I hear a muffled conversation. He didn't tell me he had anyone over. I press my ear to the door but it's all in French, which I barely understand anymore, so I just knock.

"Come in." He calls, so I open the door. He's on the phone, in front of his computer and he's wearing a shirt. Is it bad that I'm a little disappointed? He quickly utters something in French to the phone and ends the call.

"I hope that call wasn't important." I say. He shrugs. "I'm here to start work?" He cocks his head to the side, motioning for me to sit at the desk at the other side of the room. I awkwardly walk toward it and sit down, starting up the computer.

My phone vibrates.

New message from: Isabella

Can I come over?
I'm guessing damiens with katelyn again
say yes pls

nope, hes here and i'm starting work today
i have a lot to tell u tho

girl fuck your work
call me now

I chuckle.

i can'ttttt damien will kill me

i will first if you dont say yes
what if i give you $100

I'm typing my response when phone is snatched out of my hands, and I look up to see Damien scowling at me. "I don't pay you to text your friends." I scoff, and try to snatch my phone back, but he holds it out of reach. "I'll have this until you finish working."

My phone starts buzzing uncontrollably and he raises a brow at me. "Let me at least switch it off. I don't want it dying," I say, reaching for it again but yet again, he holds it out of my reach. Then, he switches off my phone and puts it in his pocket. Rolling my eyes, I go to sit down but he slams both of his hands on the desk behind me, either side of my hips, caging me in.

His head lowers down to my face, his eyes flicking down to my lips and back up to my eyes. "Keep rolling your eyes like that and I'll make them roll myself." My mouth drops open and he smirks, before making a move to leave.

"I'd rather you show me than tell me." I blurt out, and he stops in his tracks, his head snapping in my direction. My heart pounds faster. That was brave of me. "Or are you just bluffing?" Something dark swims in his eyes, a glint of desire.

"Fuck it." He walks back over to me, crashing his mouth onto mine and lifts me onto my desk, moving into the space between my legs as his lips move at a faster speed than I can keep up. I moan into his mouth before he breaks the kiss, moving down to my neck.

He licks and sucks, his hands all over my body working their way down to the waistband of my sweats. His mouth reaches the sensitive spot on my neck, making me moan out. "You're very vocal." He drawls, before both of his thumbs hook around my sweatpants and panties, pulling them down.

He lowers himself down until he is face-to-face with my soaking pussy, his hands on the inside of my thighs, spreading my legs. "Soaking wet for me." He rumbles. This is really it. He's going to eat me out. Before I could take a breath, he sucks my clit, so good that my eyes roll to the back of my head. He wasn't lying.

My hand grabs a fistful of his hair for support as he licks up my slit, before thrusting two fingers inside me. "Damien," I cry out, as he slowly begins to pump his fingers in me whilst licking and sucking my clit.

He speeds up, the feeling of pleasure beginning to overwhelm me as I feel an orgasm building up. "I'm gonna come," His fingers pump inside me rapidly and my eyes roll back into my head as I tug at his hair.