Andre’s POV
I felt her bud, and her voice erupted into moans. I saw her fingers flex, and they gripped my desk.
I loved how she was bent over my table. Her butt curved in the air, and I couldn’t help but plant another soft kiss on it.
I played with her clitoris a little more. I loved the way she squirmed at my touch and the way her warm love juices flowed. Her scent filled the air and I felt almost intoxicated. I slipped my fingers lightly into her and felt her G-spot.
I curved my fingers and rubbed it. I enjoyed the way her body tensed up. Fuck! She was amazing.
“Andre! Ahhhhhnn! Please, I want… I want you inside me.”
“No, kitten. It’s too soon for that. I haven’t even begun with you yet.”
The scent of her arousal was driving me crazy. I looked down and saw a wet patch on my trousers. My hard cock pushed against the fabric so hard that it hurt.
A groan escaped my lips as I felt her butt rub against me. The feeling of its softness against me, through the fabric, pushed me to the edge. I couldn’t take it anymore.
I unbuckled my belt, letting my cock free. It was engorged, and touching it sent a wave of pleasure all over me.
Olivia turned around to look at me again. Her face was red, her breathing was frantic, and her forehead was covered in sweat.
“Andre, please. I need you. I need you inside of me.”
Without a second word, I dove into her. She screamed in pleasure, and her knees gave out again.
“Ahhhhhnn! Ahhhhhnn! Andre!”
My name was all she had on her lips, and it ignited the fire in me again. I went faster and harder. Her screams and moans punctuated every stroke.
“How do I make you feel, kitten?”
I went harder and enjoyed the way her body shook.
“Can anyone else make you feel this good?”
Her shaking legs and breathy voice were enough answers to my questions. Her skin was red and hot, but she enjoyed the way I handled her.
“Andre, I… I… ahhhhhhhn… I can’t…”
Her voice was weak, and her quivering made me wild. No, I wasn’t going to stop yet.
“Do you still want me, kitten?”
She nodded messily, and in an instant, I turned her over again and placed her on the best. I entered her tight body again, and she threw her head back in pleasure.
I almost forgot how much I loved looking at her this way. Her beautiful lips were rounded in an ‘O’, and her hair clung to her sweaty forehead.
My strokes were deep and powerful, and I could tell that she enjoyed every bit of them.
“Fuck!” I groaned deeply. “You feel so good, kitten. I want more of you. Don’t you dare think of running away from me again?”
I grabbed her neck and fucked her harder. Her body was weak and ravaged. I could feel her getting tighter. My kitten was about to…
Knock! Knock! Knock!
We froze in place. My cock was still deep in her, but our attention was turned to the door.
The knocking came again, and I saw Olivia go pale.
“Someone is at the door, Andre. You have to answer.”
The knock came again, but I rolled my eyes and tuned it out. Whoever it was could wait.
I took advantage of my kitten being unawares and thrust into her again. I savoured her moans and watched her slip right back into the pleasure I was giving her.
“Andre… Ahhhhhnn! The door.”
I smirked.
“They can wait.”
I thrust hard.
“Cum for me, Kitten.”
I thrust harder and deeper. I held her down as she squirmed.
“Andre! Ahhhhhnn!”
Her juices squirted everywhere and covered my cock with its warm milky juices. Her body was seized by spasms as her orgasm lingered. She was a beautiful sight to behold this way.
I helped her to her feet, but she staggered a little. She clung to me for support as I cleaned her up and helped her get dressed. I made her relax in my chair as I cleaned up the office and went to answer the door.
As I turned the handle and opened it, I saw Jonas and Pierre standing outside patiently.
I raised myself to my full height and stared at both of them.
Jonas glared right back at me. I could see the storm brewing in his expression-the scent of Olivia and our wild sexcapade still hung in the air, and it wasn’t difficult to see that it was bothering him.
I felt my lips curl up at the corners. It was good that he was here. Olivia was fine, and the sooner it sank into his head, the better.
“Ahem! Ahem!”
Pierre coughed to break the tension, and I suddenly heard a gasp behind me.
I turned and saw Olivia looking at us from inside. Her face was red with embarrassment, and she twirled her fingers around each other in anxiety.
All eyes were on her, and she became even more nervous.
“I… I think that you need to get down to some business. I’ll leave you alone.”
She scurried past us all and disappeared upstairs. I saw Jonas’ eyes follow her as she left, and my anger boiled. I hated the way he looked at her.
Pierre finally spoke up.
“I have the documents, and I called for the meeting as you requested,” he said gently as he handed me the files.
I took them from him and flipped through them. I skimmed the lines and nodded my head in satisfaction.
“Good. Get copies to Doran and tell him I need his expertise on the Westside.”
“Yes, Alpha.”
“Mr. Jonas here wanted to see you, so I brought him to your office.”
Jonas and I locked fierce glances again. What did the bastard want this time?
“You may leave,” I muttered coldly, waving Pierre away.
He bowed and left, leaving Jonas and me alone. I ushered him in and slammed the door behind us to give us some privacy.
My eyes washed over the smug look that had now taken over his demeanour. Why did he want to see me?
I slammed The documents hard on the desk and glowered at him with fiery intensity.
“Let’s cut to the chase. What are you doing here?”