FIFTEEN

Elodie

Azeroth lets go of my hand as soon as we appear in his office dressed once again in our work clothes. I'm still off balance. He rounds on me instantly, his look intense and hungry.

Oh, so hungry.

I gasp when he plants his hands on my waist and lifts me, setting me on his desk. I clap my hand over my mouth to smother my moan when he yanks up my skirt.

"Not done, sweet thing. Not even close."

"Your meeting," I say weakly as his hand skims up my inner thigh. His skin is so deliciously warm.

"This is more important."

I moan around my hand when he rubs my clit through my panties. Without conscious thought, I spread my legs wider. I need more.

Azeroth's smile widens. "Good. You'll come for me now, so I know you know I am absolutely going to give you everything you need later."

"But what about—"

His other hand covers my mouth and I clutch onto him as he pushes aside my panties and spears two fingers through my wetness. "Shhh. Right now you're my priority."

Oh, shit, I'm wet. I didn't realize how much our kiss affected me until right now. His fingers slide easily deep into my pussy. I roll my hips seeking more. And yeah, his sweet words have me melting into his touch. His perfect, skillful touch.

It's like he knows just how I need it. Like he's done it before.

Azeroth curls his fingers and my eyes close all on their own. I can barely keep upright with the things he's doing to my body. He still isn't working my clit. How does he know I need that last? Maybe monsters really are that good in bed. I've heard the rumors, of course, but I never bought into it until now.

His breath is hot on my cheek, his movements faster. I cry out. The sound is muffled by his hand—thank goodness.

I shouldn't be doing this. We shouldn't be doing this. In his office at work when anyone could walk in and find us like this. Only I can't find it in me to care anymore as he works me to desperation. The growing ache in my core builds to a crescendo right as he slides his thumb across my swollen clit.

Oh, shit.

When I buck, he holds me tighter. Somehow, he's keeping me upright and making me fall apart all at once. I think I'm going to melt right into his desk.

"That's right, sweet. You need to come for me, don't you? Don't worry, gorgeous. I've got you."

He sure does. Normally, I'd laugh at his arrogant dirty talk.

Only, it does things to me I never knew were possible before. Only ever in my dreams.

Nights of vivid dirty dreams flood my memories as I fly right to the edge. Azeroth's mouth on my pussy. His forked tongue deep inside me. Azeroth's well built body over mine. His cock nestled right against my needy entrance, but never inside.

My eyes fly open just as I reach the point of no return.

He is grinning down at me, his fingers working me relentlessly. I stare into his eyes, caught by the way the blue is so bright it burns like fire.

The biggest orgasm I've had in a very long time consumes me. My legs shake. My breath catches in my throat. Pleasure rockets through me, lingering low in my belly, in the curl of my toes, in the pounding of my heart.

Oh, god. Is that what it feels like? I think I'd forgotten. I'm not sure anyone has ever touched my body the way Azeroth does. The way he did just now. Why does it feel like this isn't the first time?

He lets me down slowly, gradually easing off until I've come down from my high.

Just when I think the last dregs of pleasure have washed from my body, Azeroth carefully withdraws his fingers. Then he raises them to his lips and licks my flavor from them. Never once does he look away. A tiny flutter in my pussy almost has me ask for more.

A knock at the door makes me jump.

Azeroth pulls me to my feet and straightens my skirt. When he sets me aside, I'm still catching my breath.

"Coming." He gives me a wink and adjusts his tie. Then he strides to the door, and out of his office. Like nothing just happened.

He shuts the door behind him.

Thank goodness, I have a moment to breathe. Thank goodness, the conference room is opposite his office; I can hide in here alone. A moment turns into several as I rest with my butt against his desk, heart pounding and pussy quivering.

Did that just happen? Did I just let my grumpy demon boss finger me on his desk in the middle of the work day until I came all over his hand?

Yes, yes, I did.

I hardly know myself. I stumble to a nearby chair on shaky legs and collapse with a grin. That was the hottest thing that's happened to me in a long time outside my dreams. Whew!

My phone pings.

Quinn: hey, don't ghost me. I will come round to ur place tonight if you don't answer me. U can't get rid of me that easily

Oh no! I haven't replied to Quinn's message. They probably think I'm wallowing in my misery again, or worse, ignoring them.

Quickly, I type a reply.

Elodie: so sorry, I'm not ignoring you I promise. I've just been busy at work

It's a lame excuse.

Quinn: *eye rolling emoji* yeah right and I've been busy waxing my fanny. U been boning Mr Demon, haven't u? Tell me everything!

I flush.

I don't know what to admit. We are technically fake dating still. We didn't call it off. Isn't the point to let people think we're together? Only, I don't know if I should tell Quinn the whole truth or just part of it, or keep things simple until I know exactly what's going on here.

I mean technically we haven't...

Elodie: not sure I should put it in writing. It might be illegal *blushing emoji*

I stupidly look around me to check if anyone is watching before I hit send. I'm still giddy from how good he made me feel.

Quinn is already typing. The three dots are jumping.

Quinn: Good for u! I told u, u need to get back out there!!

Quinn: we're having dinner. I'm buying. I'm so happy 4 u I'll even let u choose what we have

I'm just about to reply they can choose when I realize I can't go to dinner with Quinn. Not unless I want to bring Azeroth with me. I bite my lip.

Elodie: um... hard to explain but I can't tonight. Rain check?

Quinn: *eye roll emoji* call me when ur finished being dick-matized, but don't leave it too long K?

I feel bad. I hate that Quinn thinks I'm blowing them off just for a new lover. Only, I'm not quite ready to explain the whole summoning situation yet.

Elodie: yeah. I promise I'll make it up to you next week

This will all be done in a week, won't it? How could the whole revenge thing take longer than that? Then I remember Azeroth's heated words: you want what you deserve. What he never gave you.

Yeah, in that case, I'm not sure it'll ever be enough. I could see what he just gave me becoming very, very addictive.

Poor Azeroth. He'll never get rid of me.

Something horrible occurs to me. Does he have to get me off because I summoned him?

My guts churn. What if I'm forcing him and he doesn't want to? He did seem to want to, but how am I supposed to know?

This whole summoning a demon thing is a hell of a lot more complicated than I expected, that's for sure.