Euphoria ~ z.m.

CHAPTER THREE - EUPHORIA - PART TWO

"You know I started reading Mira's manuscript today? It's looking really good, and," she trailed off, too high off her orgasm inducing hunk of a fiancée to pursue her thought.

"Hmm." Zavier questioned, hooded eyes watching her head fall back, perfect dark cherry lips open, eyes rolling back, her left hand gripping his right arm terribly tight, reflecting the mounting pressure. She placed her right hand over his left messaging her breast right along with him. "What else?"

"Well it was so, hmm, juicy," she practically smacked her lips, "that my cream was running down my thighs. And then, my boss came in."

Zavier pulled his hand away from her clit. Édith sighed relieved. Zavier's eyes held an air of suspicion, "And you just, sat there?"

"Well, what did you expect me to do?"

"So, you just had an orgasm right in front of her?"

"Yeah, but it's not like they noticed... I do a really mean poker face. I've had to build a sturdy one after you and Yvonne kept plotting against me when we first started getting intimate; honestly, Zavy did you have to touch me every time we went out on a double date with them," she blushed out of pleasure shrouded with profound irritation.

"Who's they? You said 'my boss'"

"Allison and Gina... and Jeff."

"So the Executive Editor-in-chief of Penguin Random House ever-so casually had an orgasm right in front of the three Presidents of the company? My my my, at least the CEO wasn't there. Then it would have been a real fucken party. You couldna have taken care of it in any other way, lass?" She brought her left hand to his chest feeling the frustration tear through his body, the strength ebb & flowing beneath the surface was overwhelmingly.

"Well, I didn't think you'd expect me to start... you know, in my office," she retorted sarcastically. She was absolutely flabbergasted, but secretly elated at the idea of possibly engaging in anything so daring right in the middle of her office.

He shoved two fingers straight into her heat, "No," he feigned ignorance. "I dinna ken. Enlighten me Édith. Show me what I'd expect you to do."

She was breathless. He went on, "Touch yourself. Touch your clit for me baby girl."

Édith went scarlet as Zavier removed their intertwined fingers from her right breast and guided her digits towards her spread legs, all while staring deep in her eyes and still taking her slick folds with his fingers. Édith shifted her dress up her heavy thighs and under her ample derrière. She bit her lip, hesitantly, she had never felt so exposed; she definitely felt awkward touching herself in front of him, she was a virgin and they hadn't gone too far in their sexual activities.

He then went on whispering, "Édith it's okay - I'm totally down for this, there's no need to feel uncomfortable. Plus, I know that you masturbate, I've watched you... You go to another place, it's - remarkable."

Édith was most certainly not complaining - she would definitely lecture him later for watching her - she nearly always succumbed to him when he said her name. Plus she had watched him jerk off countless times without letting him know, so she knew how hot watching your lover truly was. The image of him on their bed naked moaning her name, fisting the sheets... Zavier in the shower, leaning heavily against the wall, head thrown back in Euphoria... it brought along another orgasm.

Zavier removed his fingers from deep within her with a slight pop; he then pushed her back on the counter, all while sucking on the digits of his right hand. He watched her touch herself slowly at first than faster; then her moans grew louder and began to echo, her hips began to buck up, her thighs began to shake, and she was kneading one of her heavy breasts with her unoccupied hand.

Zavier grabbed her by the top of her thighs sliding her down to the edge of the counter - she was practically dripping. Cream dripped down to her ass, down her thighs, down onto the counter. "You are mine." His Scottish accent was so strong - "r" rolled smoother than a Frenchmen - that Édith came once again just as Zavier kneeled and dove face first to worship his queen.