s**t!!!
Now you've done it Iris!
"You must be Iris Jones?" He said with a smirk.
"You seem rather quiet now, Cat got your tongue?"
Honestly, what was I supposed to say in this situation?
"I'm sorry I didn't know yo-"
"No, it's okay." He says while walking towards me. "I like a woman who speaks her mind."
Was that why he left so abruptly last night? Because I didn’t speak?
He was so close to me, I could literally smell his cologne.
And damn did it smell good!
He was undeniably sexy.
He seemed pure but arrogant. His aura demanded surrender and
obedience.
And that's exactly what my body wanted to do. Surrender to him.
"Tell me what you want Iris." He says whispering in my ears.
I open my mouth to speak but nothing comes out.
My heart began to race as I felt the slight pull of anxiety start to develop deep in my chest.
Why am I feeling like this?
If this continues, I think I'll break into a million pieces.
Before I could let the words slip, the door bust open, and I tried backing away from Vixen but he only pulled me in closer.
Mrs. Simms cheeks turned a bright shade of red and she covered her eyes "I- I'm sorry! Am I interrupting something?"
I got ready to respond to her, but Vixen beat me to it.
"What is it that you need Mrs. Walker?" He growled at her with annoyance evident in his voice
"T- the meeting that you're supposed to be in right now started five minutes ago and your late"
"Let them know I'll be there in a minute."
"And Mrs. Walker, the next time you bust in here without knocking your gonna regret it." Vixen said through gritted teeth.
"S- sorry Sir, it won't happen again."
"Now Leave."
The door closed and it's just the two of us again.
" I- I should probably get back to work." I said pulling out if his hold.
"You should put this on first." He said taking off his jacket.
"Why?"
"Just put it on god dammit!"
Not wanting him to yell again I quickly put on the jacket.
Seeing the way I reacted, he sighed, "I just don't like people looking at what belongs to me."
Wait, what?
What belongs to him?
And just like that, he leaves me there mulling over everything that had just happened.
*
My finger clicked 'print' on the printer, and I leaned against it with an exasperated sigh
I had been running errands all day. Papers had to be signed, articles had to be written, and last but not least, sales in Europe and Africa had to be printed and sent to the CEO by 5 p.m.
The CEO... I just couldn't stop thinking of what happened earlier. His touch made me feel so many emotions. I wonder what else he can do to make me feel-
Stop thinking like that Iris. He is the CEO.
I glanced at the clock, seeing that it's 3 p.m. The printer beeped, indicating that I could take the papers out now
I grabbed the papers and walked back in my office lazily. Plopping down on the chair, my fingers ran through my tangled hair, and I sighed heavily.
My mind is so unfocused right now, but why does my body feel like this.
All I can think about is him.
Why does he make feel this way?
A new feeling started to spread throughout my body. My body was aching for his touch.
Just me imagining him touching me had me wanting for more.
Making sure the door was locked, I slowly started to rub my inner thigh.
Trying to release the heat I was feeling. But my body continued to ache for more.
Leaning back in my chair, I slowly slid my hand to my p***y.
I rubbed my pulsating p***y through the lace panties that I wore, I started to get more aroused and horny.
Slipping my fingers in my panties, I rub and tease my p***y making it feel better.
I began rubbing my swollen throbbing c**t with one hand and squeeze my large breast in the other.
My hand began to tease and pull my n*****s, making them rock hard and making me even wetter.
It felt like heaven, rubbing my wet p***y.
My breath getting quicker and louder. "Ugh ugh ugh". I groaned with every pelvic trust.
I opened my legs wider and let my middle finger slip into my tight haven. I was still sensitive and squirmed around, but it felt so good.
"Mmmm mmm ughggghhhh!" I moaned out incoherently.
I slipped in another finger and used my other hand to rub my c**t vigorously.
The feeling was indescribable.
All I could feel was the knot in my stomach build up more and more until I thought I would explode.
My head thrashed around senselessly as I moaned out more.
My hips bucked and my toes curled as I felt that feeling again.
"Oh god!" I cried as I climaxed. I could feel myself squirt all over my chair and my hand.
As I came down from my high, my breathing slowed, I remove my fingers with a whimper.
WHAT HAS VIXEN GRAY DONE TO ME ?!?!?!?!