I yawned as I carried my coffee. Adams and I appear to have moved too much last night, and we didn't stop until we had exhausted our body heat. I placed my coffee cup next to the keyboard and massaged the end of my arm. A man approached me whose table is at the end of my row as I was doing this. I was shocked to meet him because I had never talked to him before. He also didn't spend much time with Kathryn.
“Miss Afar, you look exhausted?” He took a step closer to me, so I stopped rotating my arm and was ready to turn around when he grasped both of my shoulders and massaged me. Surprisingly, I did not respond right away. The fact that I didn't feel any electricity in my body stunned me the most.
I didn't act instantly away, and I wouldn't have acted yet if Adams's office door hadn't suddenly opened, and I would have simply let this man do everything. When the man turned to look at him, it seemed as if my arm had burnt because I swiftly removed the man's hand. It's scary, Adams was looking straight at my shoulder where my co-worker's hands were. I was swallowed up by what he might think. Before I could take a step, he spoke.
“Miss Afar, come to my office now!” he authoritatively commands me, and I feel like a robot that walks fast to him without even thinking. I left the man there, not knowing what the reaction was.
As soon as the door closed, the possessive arms were directly wrapped around my waist. He was on my side while both his hands were on my stomach and back. I just enter, but his hand was already everywhere, slinking. I want to get rid of that, but he might get even angrier because of what he saw earlier.
“Please tell Mr. Choi that he needs to get his things because from now on, he will be jobless,” he adds, hugging me and pressing his forehead against my neck. While I was on his chest, I saw he loved to squeeze his face into my neck. Every time I embrace his chest, I feel at ease. I'm simply not sure whether he's always like that to me when he's on my neck.
“Hey!” I reprimanded him for what he said and let him smell my neck. “He only talked to me because he noticed I looked tired,” I stated, playing with the back of his hair.
“And who gave him the job to intervene why you're tired?” I jumped at the same time as he bit my ear, and he groped my buttocks. I slapped his back because of that. When he lifted me, I hugged his neck and squeezed my face there.
I was extremely near to the table when he placed me down, then I looked at the door. He also glanced in that direction. The folding curtain has been lowered. Will there be sex here again? I'm just pretending I can't help but turn on.
I get wet just thinking about my body leaning on the table while my face is pressed against it. Add to his swaying cock from my back, which causes my knees to weaken, and a weird heat surrounds me. It's a good thing I'm wearing nipple padding now because he can't see my nipple erect anymore.
My mouth was hidden with my palm because of what I was thinking. My sex drive has gotten worse since I met Adams. Every time I go to his house, or maybe I go into the office, nothing else runs through my brain but sex. Is this still normal?
“Why are you looking outside? Is it because Mr. Choi is there?” He raised an eyebrow while having a contempt smile. He didn't seem to believe my reason since.
“No!” I immediately defended myself to what he was mumbling. “It's just … thinking that we did it last night, and we will do it again makes me …” I didn't finish what I was about to say when he removed his hand from my mouth. He pressed his knee on my private part to emphasize that even more, which added to my worldly thoughts. He immediately inserted his tongue and fight with mine while our hands were in the air.
When he gave weight to my body, I lay down on his table. He let go of my hands, so they were now on the back of his neck. His hand is above my head. I was about to wrap my legs around his waist when he stopped kissing me and there was almost a question mark, which appeared at the top of my head.
“I think Mr. Choi is right. It looks like your stamina is weak, and you look tired.” He scooped my back then lowered my foot to the floor. He pushed me walking to the door and I couldn’t believe what he was doing.
“No! I'm fine. Why did we suddenly end up with stamina?!” I keep my feet from walking, so I can get out the door.
However, he kicks me out. I stared at his door and slammed it with my fist.
I rapped on his door before returning to my seat. Others stared at me, but Kathryn and the others who had observed what Adams had done to me the day before seemed to act that nothing had just happened right now.
Someone suddenly bumped into me while I was walking. This woman is sitting on the opposite row of the table, and she didn't seem to be in a good mood because it feels like she's going to stab me in the eyes. I was ready to apologize when she yelled violently at me.
“Are you stupid? You didn't notice me, even the space is rather large?” With the volume of her speech, her saliva almost spits out. Instead of apologizing to her, I'm not going to do it.
“The place is wide, why don't you avoid me?” I crossed my arms and stood proudly up as if I would crush her if she spoke again.
“Tsk!” she shrieked, and kicked her foot away, as though she couldn't believe she'd been flipped upside down. As I saw the woman go, I awoke demonically. My smile vanished instantly when a man entered the office.
What else is Derek doing here?!