All Chapters of Stripping the CEO: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

He set her down on the lounge and stood, a mischievous expression clouding his orbs. With that commanding voice of his, he made changes to the settings of the room, his muscles relaxed in anticipation of what was to come. Two minutes later, under his satisfied gaze and her wondrous orbs, the board was returned to its position, those luxurious sex stimulants gracing the red board which suited perfectly into the dim indigo shade of the room. That aphrodisiac body mist she had perceived subtly while he had been performing was more prominent now, albeit not in the least provocative. She sat with her legs linked together, her senses fully engaged as she watched his broad back move effortlessly towards the board. His fingers danced around the toys, deliberating purposively on which to pick. Her pussy gushed with each passing second, her nipples tingling beneath the lace brassier. With a chuckle, Andre smirked wickedly as his eyes focused on the pretty emerald green equipment, followed

Tony Viscount wasn't cool and calculated when he breezed into The Quinn Corporation on the morning of Monday.But Andre had of course been prepared for that outburst from Friday evening when he had decided to give the older man a taste of his bitter pill. When the article had been published earlier that morning and he had started receiving calls from their investors and members of the board asking how he had convinced Tony Viscount to relinquish his stocks, and a few minutes back when his security informed him of the sly man's arrival in the company, he had prepared for him.He was seated in his seat, sipping at his coffee and staring at the view of Manhattan when Mr. Viscount walked into his office and slammed a copy of the Business Times on his desk."How dare you hack into my computer and pull this stunt?" He had the audacity to be enraged, Andre thought, twirling the mug in his hand, his thumb drumming softly against the handle."Why don't you go to the press with that fairytale?

"You've had that orgasmic look in your eyes for weeks now. If you didn't get a super robotic dildo that fucks as good as a man, then you must spill the secret now." Brenda broached the topic again, her eyes narrowed in jestful cynicism. "You are just horny, Brenda. Go get a boyfriend or pay for an escort." Sophie chipped in before Clara could say a word in her defense, wiping the beads of sweat rolling down her temple. That session of work out at the gym had been more intense than usual, especially for Clara.Brenda didn't of course drop it so easily. "Yeah, I admit I'm horny, but that isn't the reason Lady Clara XV has been blowing us off during weekends and then taking those yoga work outs. Tsk tsk, I know when someone's having good sex." Clara laughed, sweeping strands of hair back into the messy ponytail. "And the thought of that so makes you jealous because you haven't got some in weeks right?" It was a strategic move on her part as well to deviate their attention to another t

"Ensure that the account is opened tomorrow morning, I will send the rest of the detail to your email." "Alright, sir. I'll go upstairs then and get the file from your office." Gonzalo replied his boss, his neck craned towards the back from the driver's seat. The chauffer had been dismissed for the day and Gonzalo had taken his place driving them both to a business meeting which had taken a hell of a time. The streets of Manhattan had been busy on their way back to the corporate building which stood in its centre, fast moving luxurious cars moving away from the razzle dazzle of New York offices.Though there had been nothing entertaining about the day for him; the client's indecisiveness was as terrible as his illusion of belief that he had good insight for business. At the end, he had wasted Andre's entire day, having finally made a decision when the sun had begun to set sail for the day. What he needed at the moment was good food and hours of sleep to recover from the shitty wine

As soon as realisation kicked in, Leon Laurent made a quick walk towards Andre and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, the small bag in his hand slipping and falling on the floor of the parking lot."You bastard! How dare you touch her with those filthy hands huh?" In the short while Clara had hung out with Leon, she had never seen his eyes so vengeful, murderous. His tone echoed venom, low and bitterly stale.Andre's eyes trailed from the palms gripping hold of his shirt to the face of the younger man who was acting as though he had the fucking right to be mad at him."What the fuck is it to you? Fuck off, my business is with Ms. Lynn."That had Leon tightening his hold on his collar, squeezing so tightly the skin of Andre's neck and chest reddened in a second. He scoffed in response, obviously unpleased with the reply. "Ms. Lynn? She's not just another employee you can fuck, you lowlife bastard!" "Leon, listen to me... I...." Clara started to say, her heartbeat pounding franti