【47】Morning Meetings

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Bare-footed and bare-assed, I walked out of the bedroom with a purpose

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Bare-footed and bare-assed, I walked out of the bedroom with a purpose. Armed with the sex toy, I made my way downstairs, in search of Lex. I could sense how wet I was, the air of the room fanning across my exposed folds, and my clit was still sporting its own heartbeat.

How the fuck had I turned into such a sexual creature? Never in my life had I needed sex as I did now. Lex had truly turned me into a slexomaniac, and I wasn't sure I'd ever manage to go back to the way it was before.

Unsurprisingly, I found him in his office, already hard at work at ten in the morning. I hadn't expected him to be wearing a serious white shirt and a tie, though.

"—it'll depend on their answer," he was saying, looking forward. "I'm not in a hurry to part with the company, so the ball is in their court." His focus flew to me as soon as I entered the room and his words stopped abruptly. His eyes were instantly attracted to the pink dildo in my hand.

I swiftly hid it behind my back before he could fully see what it was, worried I'd come at the wrong time. Despite his glasses, I read the confusion in Lex's gaze, as he tried to guess why I was here.

A man's voice, deep and with a distinctive English accent came from his computer, and I understood he was in the middle of a video call. "Yes, they have yet to get back to us regarding the figures, but I'll make sure to push them on that. For now, we've just sent them the NDA. They should sign it by the end of the week. I'll let you know as soon as they have."

Oh, shit. That sounded serious. Thank fucking Christ the webcam was facing opposite to me.

After a few seconds of staring at me and my undressed state, Lex returned his attention to his screen. "All right, thank you Mr. Night. If you'll excuse me, something just came up. I'll have to call you back."

The British guy on the other side of the call didn't seem to mind the sudden change of plans. "Of course. I'll keep working on the merger in the meantime. Shoot me an email if there's any development on your front."

Lex cut the call after a dry nod, and I grimaced, uncomfortable. I should definitely have taken a moment to assess the situation before barging in. "I'm so sorry," I said with a wince. "That sounded important."

"It's alright, I'll call him back tomorrow."

"What was it about?"

"Someone made an offer to buy the shareholding company I own in London. William Night works for the law firm in charge of protecting my interests in the UK."

"Okay, so that was definitely important. You should call him back, I can handle myself."

"Your matter seemed more urgent. What's going on?" I felt stupid – oh, so stupid – for this. My horniness was reaching embarrassing stages where I'd interrupt an important business call to have it satisfied. "Tell me, Andrea," he insisted with patience.

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