Driven

Ch 12

Ethan's P.O.V

I sit gingerly in the car, my knees wobbling from the large object shoved up my ass. I have to constantly make sure that my mouth is shut so that I don't let out a moan. I look up to see Mathew smirking in the front seat and I glare at him heatedly. "One more of those and you're fired." I say coldly and he chuckle,  "No, I'm not."
I look away annoyed, he knows when he's right. We pull to a stop a few minutes later and I step out of the car, and take a deep breath prepare to walk as usual. I pull on a 'mask' behind which my moaning self lay hidden as I march through the lobby towards my private elevator. I step into the elevator calmly, gripping the lift handles around the side as I try to hold up my slightly shaking body. I walked out a second later, my mind now racing through all the work I had piled up through the racks. I pick up my files from the tray and headed into my office as Mathew headed to the surveillance room for the rest of his day. I sit down allowing a moan to slip past my lips and into the sound proofed room. It takes a minute of shifting around but I soon find an angle that doesn't rub against me repeatedly. I pick up the files and get to work, my mind no longer focused on anything but the papers in front of me.
******
I type away at the computer in front of me, my thoughts racing to finish the next three tasks within the next two hours. About five minutes later, my phone buzzes with a notification but I don't pay attention, completely forgetting about the deal made today morning. About a few seconds later, the vibrations started and I moaned in surprise. I quickly reached over frosting my door and windows  before slumping back in my chair. Thank the lord my room was sound proof. The vibrations sent shivers through my body and I scrambled for my phone to call the devil who stuck the plug in me. I struggled to keep my sanity as the phone rang, each ring exciting me more. Leslie picks up after 3 rings, "Hey babe", he teases, his voice sexy and low as I shivered in pleasure. I let out an uncontrollable moan and he groans in response, "You horny baby?" He whispers and I'm close to losing my fucking mind. When I don't answer quick enough, the vibrations spike to an alltime high and I bite my lip trying to hold back a moan and get some answers out. "Yes sir." I whimper desperately, grinding my hips against the chair.
"Pull out your cock baby, you're going to learn to edge yourself right now."
"Not now sir... please, I... I have a m... meeting in 7 minutes, I need to.. Mmm...  go to the conference room."
"Hmmm, alright, you can go right now but I want a call as soon as the meeting is over. Also stop grinding your hips, I can practically see you whimpering desperately."
I groan forcing myself to stop the movement and sigh relieved as the vibrations slow to a stop.
"You should go now babe, but I'll be waiting for the call." He says sweetly and I chuckle at the feigned innocence. We say goodbye and hang up as I stand up from my chair to get ready and walk to a conference room. My erection stands tall, and I have to sit and take a moment to think of a lot of gross things before my erection finally dies down. The post meeting promise lingers on my mind as I head into the conference room prepared for the meeting.

*****
"You cannot be serious! You are telling me that he want this project ready 2 weeks before the deadline?!? Have you lost your fucking mind my man. You don't follow up for 3 days and then come here telling me that your boss wants the designs and layout and body set up 2 weeks before the deadline."

I glare exasperatedly at the idiot in the suit sitting in front of me.
"We are willing to offer a 200K increase in payment."
I pinch the bridge of my nose, my mind racing at a hundred miles an hour, calculating and recalculating all the changes we need to make. I pick up my ipad tapping away furiously at the screen pulling up deadline calendars as the dumbass in front of me mumbles some bull.
"All right I can get it done 12 days before the deadline all last minute fees applied."
I storm out of the meeting room, stressed and annoyed at the change in my plans. I tell Marissa to block all calls and emails to my computer as I march into my room. I start typing up orders and new deadlines, Mathew now in my office watching silently as I typed away at the computer. The interruption came thirty minutes later
*knock*
"Excuse me sir, I know I was told to block all calls but it is from an important client." Marissa states slowly.
"Who is it?" I snap. It better be worth disturbing me in the middle of this crisis or she's fired.
"Mr. Jordan."
I sigh sitting back, I was in no mood for a kink session right now.
"Forward the call to my line." I say, I didn't want to ignore him. I just hope he'll understand.