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Orion Miller's POV
"Why are you nervous? You like her don't you?" I ask myself.
I look at my phone, the name 'Violet' across my screen staring me in the face.
I lick my drying lips and I gulp.
"Orion! You went into her office. You got on your damn knees! And you gave this woman head!" I snap, ranting at myself.
A smirk plays across my lips, as I remember the look on her face as she tried to contain herself in front of her secretary.
The image floods into my brain.
Her biting her fingers to stop herself from moaning, her back arching slightly.
The way she dragged her nails through my hair.
The face she made when she was about to finish.
The shock afterwards.
I feel myself start to get warm and lust boil in my stomach as I remember.
I hit the phone icon next to her number and the phone starts to ring.
Calm down, 'Rion.
You can do this.
When she answers, just act cool and-
"Hello?" Violet's voice calls softly.
Attempt to keep cool...
Out the window.
"Violet" I say.
She sounds slightly out of breath.
"It's late, Mr Miller" she chuckles.
I hear rustling on the other line.
"Did I wake you?" I ask her.
"You sound out of breath" I tell her.
"No, you didn't" she says with a sigh.
"And, I just ran to grab my phone, that's why I'm breathing so hard" she says, making me chuckle.
"You eager to hear my voice, Miss Violet?" I ask, adding some bass to my voice.
Her breath catches, but she soon recovers.
I hear movement on the other side.
"You good and free to talk?" I ask, flicking the light switch off and then taking off my shirt to get into bed.
I lay on my back, getting under the covers.
"Mhm. Thankfully, I had my shower beforehand, so I'm ready" she tells me.
I gulp inaudibly.
My mind drifts to the thought of her completely bare, in front of me.
Her dark skin, emphasising the water droplets.
The shape of her hips and waist.
The things I would do to her in the shower...
"Orion?" She calls and I force myself to snap out of it.
"Hm?" I ask.
"You zoned out, for a second" she says.
I smirk to myself.
"I was just thinking" I tell her.
"'Bout?" She asks.
"You" I respond.
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