“Her mother is dead, and apparently someone by the name of Dominic was mentioned. Also, he said she sounded strange. Had like a British accent or something as she was talking.”
“What?” Sean asked sounding alert.
“Her mother is dead, Dominic, and something about a British accent. What’s up, Sean?”
“I don’t like the sound of this.”
“Why?”
“Look, I don’t want to start a panic, but I need to get some shit sorted out. Then I’ll call you.”
“Just give me some information here,” Tate said.
“Not yet. I was fine until you mentioned the name Dominic. Let me talk to my contacts, and I’ll speak to you soon.” The line cut off. Tate growled and threw the receiver down. He hated being kept in the dark.
Staring at the computer screen of Violet Moore, he wondered what was different about her from so many other women. Cadeon wouldn’t stop in his quest to pursue her, even if this search came up badly.
Chapter Ten
Cadeon watched her read a book. The numbers on the screen were doing nothing to distract him from the vision of Violet. The men couldn’t take their eyes away from her as he held his meetings. Her skirt was lifted above the knee, and her fingers circled the exposed piece of flesh. By lunch time he was out of his mind with need. His cock, rock hard, threatened to split his trousers in two. He took the food from Stacey and told her to take a long break. Placing the food down, he closed and locked the door.
Taking the food over to his desk, he looked at Violet. She stared at him, the e-reader open in her lap.
“Come here,” he said.
She placed the e-reader on the side before standing moving to stand next to him. Cadeon held her hip and brought her in front of his desk. Staring into her eyes, he ran his hands up her legs to rest on her panties.
“Cadeon,” she said in protest.
“Don’t speak.” He grabbed the panties and pulled them down. “Step out of them.” She lifted one leg and then the other.
He placed them in his pocket.
“I need those,” she said.
“Did I say you could speak?”
She shook her head. Cadeon couldn’t believe how instantly submissive she was. It was as if a part of her responded to his call.
“Now, you’ve got to eat lunch, but first I want you to earn it.”
“I don’t understand.”
“You will.” Cadeon lifted her skirt to her hips and placed her on his desk. He sat back down. “I want you to open your legs.”
A blush painted her cheeks as, slowly, she opened her legs. He’d known from the feel of the panties how wet she was. Cadeon could see the evidence between her lips.
“You look perfect.”
“Cadeon?” she whispered. He loved hearing his name on her lips.
“Play with yourself.”
“What?” He saw the look of alarm on her face.
“I want to see your fingers sliding through your pussy. You’re wet and turned on. I want you to please me. Do you want to please me, Violet?”
She nodded her head.
“Pleasure yourself.”
“What about you?”
“Would it please you to see me doing the same?”
Another nod of her head.
Smiling, he unzipped his designer trousers and pulled out his cock. Her eyes widened. The little minx didn’t think he would do it.
He would do one better. Going to his drawer, he pulled out a spare tube of lubrication. Ever since seeing her hot ass walking round his office, he’d learned to keep a spare tube of lube in case of emergencies. He’d been wanking over her hot body since the moment he met her.
“Do I need some?” she asked.
“No. You’re wet already.” She blushed and looked away, embarrassed.
“Hey, don’t be like that. I love how wet you get. It shows you desire me.” A blush still stained her cheeks, but she looked more flush than shamed.
Cadeon made sure he had plenty of lubrication before he leaned back and began to massage his cock.
“Show me, baby,” he said.
“I don’t know how.”
“Lick your fingers. I’ll tell you how.” She licked the fingers of her right hand. “Now, press them between your legs on your pussy. Like that. Move them around.” He watched her delicate touch against her own body.
His shaft jumped in his hand. She looked so sexy using her fingers to bring herself off. “Slowly, find what you’re looking for.” He watched her playing with her body. Violet looked over at him panicked.
“I can’t do it,” she said, tears in her eyes. Pulling his hand away from his own body, he leaned forward and grabbed her hand. Sucking her fingers between his lips, he heard her gasp. Her feminine juice coated his tongue. Licking every last bit of taste, he guided her back between her legs.