A Millionaire, His Suit And Poor Me – Part 20

Jace let a soft whistle escape his lips when Claire walked in, and when she winked at him, I had to stop myself from slapping them both. She slowly looked around with judicious eyes, before fixing her icy gaze on me. I raised my head and tried to look brave.

“Noras,” he greeted me. “Sorry for coming like this, I just need to talk to you about some things.”

“I’ll be busy,” I replied quietly. “Jace and I are finishing work.”

” She said adoringly.

him a fake smile. “My husband bought it for me in advance.

all, but Jace, can you give us a few minutes?” I scolded him. He gave me one loo

e you know why I’m

actually, I don’t know. Please enlighten me.”

ship. Which isn’t even a relationship, I might add.”

ated on the desk and I immediately knew it would be Henris, because he was the only one texting me instead of coming to my office.

ked casually. haughty look. “You look nervo

lied.

Henris has already pointed that out.”

nderstand that.” Claire said coldly as she stood up. I watched her walk carefully towards the door, pausing before opening it. “He doesn

aughed bitterly. He gestured for me to conti

rossing her arms over her chest in defense. Except for the fact that

an towards the stairs, quickly packing a bag with my work outfit for the next day. A few minutes later, after a tight hug from my best friend,

t face. He wore a polka dot shirt and a black suit, his hair combed back. His eyes followed the car as it stopped in front of him. He quickly opened the door, holding my

feet as he dragged me toward the elevator, holding my bag of clothes in one hand and his other arm wrapping around my waist. Now wi

pushed me against the wall, resting his forehead on the

ly bit down

apped my legs around his pelvis. He grunted lightly in my mouth, knotting his fingers in my hair and pressing my body harder

eyes.” He whispered against my lips. I did so, opened them, and found his face inches from mine, his breath smelling of min

shifting his groin against

ng as the doors closed, waving towards the elevator, where the bag of Marc J

it on the floor without thinking and carried me to the kitchen table, leaned over it and walked over, standing

thighs, bringing me to the edge of the table to keep our bodies close. “How was your day?” He asked with his lips on my n

grip on her joked. A spark of amusement lit up in his eyes, but it quickly

Steve?” I replied c

I would have f****d you against the car if James hadn’t been there.” He said with a smirk and the dimples I love on

the sparrows on his chest. Then, with a devilish smile, he kneeled in front of me. I wat

my knees, I closed my legs, shaking my head. He raised his eyebrows before

aying quie

rse voice. I raised my head and watched as he

s lips began to touching my knees. They then moved up to my thighs, biting and sucking as his curls brushed against my skin. Henris lifted my skirt and gave me a smile as he ran his fingers along the edge

osed my eyes and suddenly his hands weren’t were more in contact

f me with a furious look, his

s hands inside my briefs again, this time lightly tapping under my thighs and I lifted my hips off the table, letting him remove m

inessman, unlike usual, but more sexily

hen

s.” He

red.

?”

he lifted his head from my legs, leaving small kisses along my inner thigh. “Tell me what you want, Noras.” He

Stronger.”

“You.”

ll me what you want m

ng me. “Tell me what

you “