Fingering herself

Camille's POV

I didn't have an answer to that. It was both embarrassing and stimulating that I wanted my boss. A man way older than me. But I couldn't help it.

I just couldn't. I pushed against his hands, wanting him to take me, but then he pulled away from me.

"Leave, Camille,"

My body ached in protest. Why did he always do this? He had left me wanting more just like he did days ago! My ass stung as I dropped down my skirt, and I whimpered at the feeling.

I needed to cum. My client had starved me of an orgasm as well and it sucked that he hadn't asked for me in the past few days. Properly dressed against my wishes, my eyes fell on Gavriel. He stood by the glass wall of his office, staring down at the city lay spread out before him.

"Gavriel-"

"Leave, Camille," He snapped, without sparing me a glance.

"When you say leave," I murmured, "Do you mean..."

He let out a sigh and spoke. "Get back to work, Camille,"

Great! That meant I wasn't fired. At least I hoped so. I walked ou