CHRISTIAN
I was losing my mind.
It had been two days since she got on her knees, wrecked me, and left me hanging—two days since she pulled that stunt and walked away like she hadn’t just sent me spiraling into a level of frustration I hadn’t known was possible.
And now?
Now, she was torturing me.
I was at my desk, staring blankly at the numbers on my laptop screen. I was supposed to be reviewing reports—finalizing the details for a deal I had been working on for weeks.
Instead, all I could think about was her, the way she looked up at me from the floor of my study, her mouth wrapped around my c**k, her eyes full of something wicked—like she knew she was ruining me.
She did know. And she enjoyed every second of it.
I leaned back in my chair, dragging a hand down my face, trying to s
