Chapter 4
Freya’s POV
“This lounge area feels completely different from the main office,” I said quietly as Caleb guided me through the doorway with his hand pressed firmly against my lower back.
The space was minimalist but intimate with warm low lighting, a long leather couch along one wall and two deep chairs arranged facing each other.
My legs still felt unsteady from all the bending and stretching by the blueprint drawers.
Every step made my soaked shorts rub against my swollen p***y lips reminding me exactly how wet I had gotten from his commands.
Caleb closed the door behind us with a soft click that sounded loud in the quiet room.
He turned me around slowly until I stood directly in front of him. “Stand right here Freya. Feet shoulder width apart. Hands relaxed at your s
