Chapter 59 Chapter 59
Chapter 59 Chapter 59
\[PAST....CONTINUED\]
In the next ten seconds, he had this woman shoved into a room and up against the wall. Her mouth in his. His hands all over her body.
Veronica moaned out loud when he tugged at her nipple.
“Shhhh~ not so loud, my darling,” Michael Halest hissed into her mouth. “Ajax is still in the next room. We don’t want him to hear whatever is going on here now, do we?”
Veronica shook her head, immediately wrapping her legs around his waist when he picked her up and pushed her back harder against the wall. “No,” she panted. “But it’s the thrill of being caught that’s getting me hornier.”
“Oh, really now?” the man chuckled, gathering her skirt up around her slim waist and drawing his thick cock out of his pants. “Maybe we can convince him to join us the next time, huh? Would you like that? Would you like being fucked with both father and son at the same time?”
“Fuck yeah!” she couldn’t help but bite into his shoulder—silencing her cries of ecstasy— as he drove into her with no mercy. “That would be fucking epic—ah! Maybe for once, we can try that—oh god—that drug on a man, too. What if the results are even better? Shit shit shit—don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop. I’m so close.”
“You’re just as insatiable as me, aren’t you?” the man sped up his pace, thrusting in and out of her as he chased his own release.
They both threw their heads back when the utmost peak was attained, their chests rising and falling with shortness of breath.
“Sweet!” the man mumbled with a lazy grin, as he pulled her in for a kiss too long and tugged at her soft hair.
If it weren’t for the sound of heels coming from the hallway, Michael Halest could have gone another round. He was such a sexaholic, one time was just not enough.
Dropping Veronica back to her feet, he strained his neck against the door and tried to hear the voices outside.
“Oh my!” some woman called with relief. “Thank God you’re here!”
“Olivia, what are you still doing here?” Michael Halest recognized that voice all too well. Noemie Rochester. The assistant of his idiotic son. That girl he had been wanting to smash for so long.
What was she doing here?
“Oh, don’t even get me started—” Olivia groaned. “Boss is drunk like a skunk. And these files are needed to be signed urgently. The last time I went into the study to take his sign, he tossed all the papers on the floor. Someone should teach that man some manners. Honestly!”
Noemie laughed meekly. “You’re just exaggerating. He’s not that bad.”
“Only for you,” Olivia said in “duh” tone. “You’re the only one he listens to. The rest of the peasants like us can only be on the receiving end of his bloody, cold eyes. Anyway, I have to leave and the papers are still not signed. Can you help me with them? It would be a big help. I’ll owe you big time.”
“Sure!”
“Awesome. While you get this work done, I’ll ask Ms Cooper to make that delightful coffee she makes. Consider it an award for making out alive from the lion’s den.”
“You’re too dramatic,” gently, Noemie laughed. The sound that had all the blood rush down to Michael’s cock. “Fine. Give me those. I have a few files of my own so maybe I’ll just slip yours in it, too.”
“Perfect! See you downstairs.”
Michael Halest heard the clack of heels resume and then fade. An idea already cooking in his head.
“Veronica?” the man said with a wicked smirk, fixing the woman in front of him with an equally wicked look in his eyes. “You wanted to try that drug on Ajax, didn’t you?”
Veronica’s eyes sparkled with excitement.
“I believe I have a proposition.”