Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 52215 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52215 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Luke looks down at me, a crooked smile on his face. “So, what did you think?”
I laugh and shake my head. “Best Asian Development seminar ever.”
Chapter 11
Jade
My panties are still in Luke’s pocket, but I try to look as professional and decent as possible as we make our way backstage to get everything set up for Luke’s presentation. He looks completely calm and in-control as he goes through his notes one last time, checking everything to make sure he has all his ideas in order.
“How are you not nervous?” I wonder aloud, watching as he straightens his tie and double-checks his prompts.
He shrugs. “I’ve done this a thousand times before, besides, my mind’s on…other things.” His eyes flick up and down my body, a small smile slipping onto his face.
I blush again. Because I want what he wants. Jesus, what kind of person do I turn into whenever this man is around? I perch on the edge of a desk off to the side of the stage, and try to think of some way to get rid of him for a minute. “Don’t you need to go to the toilet first or something?”
“Good idea, I’ll be back in two,” he says, getting to his feet.
My heart is hammering as I watch him head off through a back door towards the toilets. Perfect-now is my time.
I glance around to make sure no-one is looking, then dive onto the stage. There are a few people who have chosen not to go for the break, but they seem to be busy looking through their notes, or chatting with the people sitting next to them. Nobody is looking at the empty stage.
I walk quickly and confidently across the stage towards the lectern. Luke’s laptop is already on it. The lectern is covered by a heavy red velvet. I look around the hall once more. Everyone is busy doing their own thing.
Ducking down, I slip through the opening in the curtain around the lectern. As I guessed, the space underneath is wide enough to easily fit me if I maintain a squatting position. In fact, I can even get on my haunches. The curtain also completely covers me from view. I feel quite giddy. A part of me isn’t really sure that I’m actually doing this. I raise myself up on my knees.
Yeah, this is an appropriate response to my punishment. Just like me, he’ll have to come in a room full of people. Only, I didn’t have to face them. But it’ll be fine because the pool of light only falls on his face and his audience will mostly be looking at the sideshow. Besides, that look he gave me before he’d left for the toilet…he wants me to be daring.
I stay very still while someone introduces Luke.
A minute or two later, Luke walks out onto the stage to polite applause, and takes his place at the lectern. “Good afternoon, Ladies and Gentlemen,” he greets them.
I reach up and run my hand over his package.
He looks down, eyes wide, but as soon as his gaze falls on me, he smiles. A secret smile. He wants this. He pretends to pull at something, while he tenderly tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear. He starts his presentation. I typed it up, so I know where the jokes are and the laughter and applause will be. I wait for it and take advantage of the noise to unzip his pants. He carries on talking as if nothing is happening. I reach into his boxers, and wrap my fingers around his erection. It is at full mast.
“Right, let’s begin,” he says, moving closer to me and launches into his speech. He isn’t missing a beat.
Maybe I can change that.
Obviously, I don’t want him to screw-up and embarrass himself in front of all these people, so I time my touches to the moments when he reaches a natural pause, or takes a second to look down at his notes. I take my own sweet time. The whole idea is to make him ache for it, the way he did to me back in the audience only a half-hour ago until he decided to bring me to a climax. I jerk him for quite a bit, before I so much as even flutter my tongue against his head. He is rock-hard before I wrap my lips around him.
Then, as soon as I do…I go to town.
I slip my mouth down over his cock.
Above me, he sucks in a sharp breath. It’s not too obvious that it can’t be passed off as anything more than taking a moment to think, but he looks down at me as he does so, and his eyes are wild and glittering.
I widen my eyes in a “who-me?” gesture, then flick my tongue against the underside of his cock as I slide my mouth up and down. He feels warm and smooth in my mouth, and I love the power I have over him in that second.