Secretly Mine

Ding!

The entire meeting room went silent at the sound of the phone notification. I looked around the room with a scowl until I realized that the phone that went off was my own.

Who's messaging me at this time of day?

It was usually only Zach who ignored my schedule and called or messaged me whenever he pleased.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket, ignoring the gazes of everyone else in the room. We were in the middle of a large quarterly meeting that involved every department.

Instead of Zach, the message was from a new number, the one that I had registered under 'Leslie'. My lips curved up into a smile before my fingers moved to reply. The message consisted of only a simple single word, but it caused me to feel an entire array of emotions.

Is she okay?

Is she in trouble?

I quickly typed out an array of questions. A slight nervousness settled into the pit of my stomach as I stared at my phone screen, waiting for a reply. I was ready to run over to get her if there was anything wrong.

<No worries! Everything is fine. My father placed me on room arrest, but it's kind of nice.>

I read her message with a furrowed brow.

Room arrest? After everything he's done to her, he locked her in her room?

Anger welled up inside of me. It took everything I had not to go smash my fist into Georgio's face. My anger caused the room to become still. None of the other executives released so much as a breath, fearing they might make too much noise.

I ignored them and continued to text Leslie.

The next message melted me. It was a simple emoji of a kissing face, but it completely dispersed the anger inside. I stared at it a little too long, wishing that I could be kissing her right now instead.

I felt the room relax, and someone even readjusted their sitting position in their chair, bringing me out of the clouds.

<I miss you.>

It was a simple message, but it was enough to tell her how I felt. It hasn't even been half a day since she went home, but I have already missed having her by my side.

I set my phone on the table and looked up to resume listening to the meeting.

"Continue," I said, waving my hand.

The executive who was speaking quickly stood up again and resumed where he left off. The large screen in front of us displayed a graph, breaking down the overall profits of the company. There was a purple sliver on the pie chart that represented Sophia. Comparing the sliver to how it looked last quarter was a night and day difference.

Leslie is incredibly talented.

Just as the thoughts surfaced in my mind, I noticed my phone light up again. I quickly reached over and opened the message, but the next moment, I felt all of the blood in my body rush to a certain organ between my legs.

I knew I needed to put the phone away, but I couldn't rip my eyes from the photo.

She was right there. Sprawled out on her bed, completely topless. Her beautifully pink nipples in full view while her gorgeous brown hair cascades down around her breasts.

My hands shook as I held the phone as discreetly in front of me as possible. Leslie's misty eyes were looking directly at me, reminding me of the way she looked at me when she begged me to put my cock inside of her.

Fuck. I need to calm down.

Glancing upwards, I noticed that although the meeting was progressing, all eyes were on me. I didn't hear a thing that was said, and there was only one thing on my mind right now. Leslie.

If that little vixen only knew the things she did to me.

"Something came up. Break for now, meet back here in thirty minutes," I announced and stood up from my seat, carrying my phone with me.

Everyone nodded as they watched me leave the room with various looks. Some were surprised, others looked worried, but none of that mattered to me right now. I hurried into the elevator, mashing the button to the top floor.

-

The moment I stepped into my office, I slammed the doors shut behind me. My cock was already throbbing, and I knew that if I didn't take care of this right now, my head would explode.

I sat down and nearly ripped the belt off my waist. The moment I undid the zipper, my erection pushed out, trying to break free from the restraint of my boxers.

As soon as I freed it, I gripped the shaft and started stroking, while my other hand held the phone up, showing the sexy picture that Leslie had sent.

"Ah, fuck," I breathed.

In the photo, I could see all of the small love bites I had left all over her body from last night. Each one of them was placed with intention, claiming her beautiful body with my mouth.

My grip around my shaft grew tighter as I continued to stroke myself with deep, well-paced strokes. I didn't want to cum too quickly. This was far too enjoyable not to enjoy for as long as I could.

In the photo, Leslie's lips were curved into a seductive smile. Everything about her drew me in.

My lips curved into a smile. If she could tease me, then why couldn't I tease her back?

I opened the camera app on my phone and snapped a photo of how my hand was stroking my hard cock.

<Look at what you made me do. I had to leave an important meeting to take care of this. You're such a bad girl. If you ask nicely, I'll put it in.>

As soon as I sent the message, I pulled up the previous photo she sent. I could easily stare at this one photo for hours without getting bored. She was so fucking hot that I felt my cock begin to throb.

A few minutes later, Leslie replied. However, the way she replied nearly made me cum in an instant.

It was another photo. Except this time, she had her legs spread open and no panties on. One hand was holding the phone to take the picture, but her other hand was spreading her pussy open.

<Please fill me up with your cum.>

My mind went blank. I could no longer hold back. My hand began to move wildly, stroking my shaft with vigorous speed.

I closed my eyes and pictured shoving my cock inside of that sexy pussy of hers.

It was something I wanted to do so badly that I even ended up moaning out loud. The desire to fill her with my cum only intensified with every stroke.

"I'm going to fill you up with all of my cum, Leslie."