I reached down below her pussy and gently rubbed it.
Her pussy instantly tightened up, as if startled by me.
Grace moaned weakly, "Don't... don't touch..."
"Your pussy is twitching like that, and you don't want me to touch it?" I glanced at her.
Her face was flushed, with a few beads of sweat still on her cheeks, looking as if she had just done some intense exercise.
The longer my eyes lingered on her gorgeous appearance, the more I felt proud and satisfied, after all, all her current changes were caused by me.
Grace noticed my gaze, turned her head, and directly kissed me.
Without hesitation, I held the back of her head with one hand and deepened the kiss.
I forcefully opened her mouth, my tongue probing in, ravaging every inch of her mouth.
Grace and I slowly became short of breath, and the moisture from her pussy flowed rapidly, like a stream.
Then I turned the kiss to licking her neck, from her jawline slowly down to the neck, and my tongue slid down like a flexible snake.
Grace hummed, "Itchy... so itchy..."
While enduring my licking and kissing, Grace dodged towards me, clutching her neck.
I simply kissed from one side of her neck to the other, continuing to lick and suck, just like licking ice cream.
Except the taste of ice cream was sweet, while the taste of Grace's neck was slightly salty, the taste of her sweat.
In my mouth, it gave me the feeling of eating sea salt-flavored ice cream.
Before long, Grace completely hung on me like a puddle of soft water.
The sensitivity of her pussy also eased a lot, no longer contracting incessantly with just a slight touch as at the beginning.
I laid her flat on the sofa again, spreading her legs apart to the sides.
Her pussy was like two pieces of abalone, opening to the sides, and I could see her clitoris, vaginal opening, and even inside the vagina clearly.
There was still a residue of semen inside the vaginal opening, and just looking at it gave me a great sense of accomplishment.
Sitting between Grace's legs, I held my cock, ready to penetrate her.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of Grace's office.
I was so scared that my cock almost went soft.
I quickly took my cock off her pussy and walked to her desk to get our clothes.
Grace also quickly sat up from the sofa and responded, "Who is it?"
"It's me." It was a man's voice, sounding like Ethan's.
"Please state your name," Grace urged.
At the same time, ignoring her trembling legs, Grace quickly walked to the desk and took the clothes from me to put on.
I no longer paid attention to her, first putting on my own clothes.
"It's me, Ethan," the man outside the door replied.
"What's up?" Grace asked as she dressed herself, adjusting her outfit in front of the mirror.
Only after there were no messy traces on her body did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.
By this time, I had also put on my clothes, but there was no place to hide in her office.
Helplessly, I had to temporarily hide under Grace's desk, letting her block Ethan's view when she sat on the office chair.
Ethan said, "I'm here to report to you about work, didn't you mention it before the meeting?"
Grace looked at me as I nodded slightly at her, then she walked towards the door. "Okay, hang on a second, I'll open the door for you."
After making sure I was well hidden, Grace opened the door.
But I suddenly realized that Grace's office was filled with a decadent smell, and if someone entered abruptly, he would definitely smell it.
But it was too late to call Grace now, so I quickly ran to the window and opened it.
Grace had already reached the door of the office, her hand on the doorknob.
Now, even if I wanted to run back under the desk, I couldn't hide, so I had to hide behind the curtain nearby.
Ethan said, "Ms. White, I'm here to report the work content to you."
Grace left a gap for him to come in.
Ethan looked around the office and didn't find anyone else, feeling a bit puzzled but not showing it.
He walked straight to the opposite side of Grace's desk, and placed the documents on the desk.
"This is the work plan for our team this week, you can take a look."
Grace sat at her desk, saw that I wasn't under the desk, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
Then she quickly returned to normal, flipping through the documents Ethan had brought.
Grace asked, "Not bad, but what about the work report from your team last week?"
I had to admit, that Grace must have some skills to be able to sit in the position of a director.
Just a second ago, she had just been intimate with me, and now she could show a high and mighty director's demeanor in front of others.
Anyone who saw this scene would be deceived by it, never associating her with making love in such an important place as the office, and with her subordinate no less.
"It's here. But this is finished by a new employee, so there may still be some issues. Let me explain it to you personally." Saying that, Ethan was about to stand up and walk to Grace's side.
Grace quickly pushed his hand away, "No need, just stand there and explain to me."
Ethan nodded and said, "Alright, Ms. White, this new employee doesn't have good communication skills and the layout design is not very good, so let me explain it to you."
By now, Ethan had stood next to Grace, deliberately glancing under the table.
As if he suspected that Grace might be hiding someone in the office.
Ethan didn't see anyone under the desk, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
At that moment, I was extremely grateful that I didn't hide under the desk, otherwise, it would have been so embarrassing to be discovered.
But soon, Ethan pretended as if nothing had happened, and earnestly reported the work to Grace.
After about ten minutes, Ethan finished speaking, and I took the opportunity to sneak into Jessica's office through the window.
There was only Jessica in her office, holding her phone and watching a video on her desk.
I didn't know what she was watching, but her eyes were focusing on it intently, unconsciously biting her finger.
It was likely that she was watching porn.
I couldn't help but marvel at it. I've seen women with strong sexual desires, like Scarlett, and Grace.
But Jessica was the first person I had seen with such a severe sexual desire.
And according to my memory, every time I saw her, she seemed to be watching porn, except for that one time in the bathroom.
But even in the bathroom, Jessica was actively flirting with me.
I quietly walked up to her, stole a glare, and she was indeed watching porn.
I snickered, "Hey, what are you watching, Ms. Thomas?"
"Oh my god!" Jessica was startled and screamed.