Chapter 29 29 Chapter 29 - Decadent Pleasure Morris's POV 1 The afternoon stretched before me after my colleagues vacated my office. I seized the quiet to catch up on several urgent calls and tackle a stack of pending paperwork. Time slipped away until Darren appeared at my door, insisting I join him for lunch downtown. - Upon returning to the building, I found myself pausing outside our company's favorite bakery. A sudden impulse struck me - perhaps a small treat would brighten my assistant's day. Monica had seemed tense lately, especially after revealing her son's existence. While curiosity burned within me about who had fathered her child, I resolved to wait until she felt more comfortable sharing such personal details. When I stepped back into our office suite, Monica was already absorbed in her work, fingers dancing efficiently across her keyboard. I inquired about her son's well-being, and her face transformed with maternal pride as she assured me he was thriving and chattering away as usual. With a satisfied nod, I retreated to my private office. As the workday drew to a close, I stood at my doorway and called for Monica. When she entered, I deliberately locked the door behind her. Her eyebrows arched in surprise, but I simply gestured toward the plush couch against the wall. Though numerous questions crowded my mind, I'd decided our conversation would flow more naturally tomorrow at my home rather than in this corporate environment. For now, my goal was simply to help her relax. She perched on the edge of the couch, crossing her legs elegantly. I extended a plate containing a decadent slice of chocolate cake. Her smile - shy yet appreciative - sent a jolt of pleasure through me. "Thought your afternoon deserved something sweet," I said, holding her gaze. "Our famous chocolate cake," she observed with playful recognition. "Indeed. Half belongs to you, as always... unless you've got something sweeter to offer." "Are we back to your teasing games already, Morris?" she asked, eyes sparkling. "Did we ever truly stop?" The wicked gleam in her eyes was my only warning before she took a deliberate bite of cake. Her eyes fluttered closed, and the soft moan that escaped her lips as she savored the chocolate was enough to send heat rushing through my body. My pants suddenly felt uncomfortably tight. "Care to share a bite, Monica?" My voice had dropped an octave. "I'm afraid it's too delicious to share," she replied, taking another provocative bite. I moved closer until our thighs touched, then slowly traced my hand up her leg while watching 11:33 1/3 29 Chapter 29-Decadent Pleasure - 29 Chapter 29 Decadent Pleasure Morris's POV The afternoon stretched before me after my colleagues vacated my office. I seized the quiet to catch up on several urgent calls and tackle a stack of pending paperwork. Time slipped away until Darren appeared at my door, insisting I join him for lunch downtown. Upon returning to the building, I found myself pausing outside our company's favorite bakery. A sudden impulse struck me - perhaps a small reat would brighten my assistant's day. Monica had seemed tense lately, especially after revealing her son's existence. While curiosity burned within me about who had fathered her child, I resolved to wait until she felt more comfortable sharing such personal details. When I stepped back into our office suite, Monica was already absorbed in her work, fingers dancing efficiently across her keyboard. I inquired about her son's well-being, and her face transformed with maternal pride as she assured me he was thriving and chattering away as usual. With a satisfied nod, I retreated to my private office. As the workday drew to a close, I As the workday drew to a close, I stood at my doorway and called for Monica. When she entered, I deliberately locked the door behind her. Her eyebrows arched in surprise, but I simply gestured toward the plush couch against the wall. Though numerous questions crowded my mind, I'd decided our conversation would flow more naturally tomorrow at my home rather than in this corporate environment. For now, my goal was simply to help her relax. She perched on the edge of the couch, crossing her legs elegantly. I extended a plate Coining a decadent slice of chocolate cake. Her smile - shy yet appreciative - sent a jolt of pleasure through me. "Thought your afternoon deserved something sweet," I said, holding her gaze. "Our famous chocolate cake," she observed with playful recognition. "Indeed. Half belongs to you, as always... unless you've got something sweeter to offer." "Are we back to your teasing games already, Morris?" she asked, eyes sparkling. "Did we ever truly stop?" The wicked gleam in her eyes was my only warning before she took a deliberate bite of cake. Her eyes fluttered closed, and the soft moan that escaped her lips as she savored the chocolate was enough to send heat rushing through my body. My pants suddenly felt uncomfortably tight. "Care to share a bite, Monica?" My voice had dropped an octave. "I'm afraid it's too delicious to share," she replied, taking another provocative bite. I moved closer until our thighs touched, then slowly traced my hand up her leg while watching 11:33 1/3 < 29 Chapter 29-Decadent Pleasure her enjoy each morsel. When my fingers reached the apex of her thighs, I discovered dampness through the thin fabric of her underwear. The slight pressure of my fingertip against her most sensitive spot elicited another moan - one I was certain had nothing to do with chocolate. With desire darkening my voice, I whispered into her ear, "I know something that tastes even better than dessert." I pressed my lips to her neck and slipped her underwear aside. Her arousal coated my fingers as I gently circled her most sensitive spot. Hearing her whisper my name, I eased her down onto the couch, pushing her dress upward before tearing away the delicate lilac silk that barely constituted underwear. Lowering myself between her thighs, I kissed a path toward her center before finally tasting her intimately. Her back arched magnificently as I explored her with my tongue, savoring her unique flavor. Her uncontrolled moans urged me on as I gripped her hips firmly and continued my devoted attention. Pausing momentarily, I reached for the cake and took a deliberate bite. "This chocolate is exquisite, Monica," I said, chewing thoughtfully while maintaining eye contact, "but you're infinitely more delicious. I wonder how the flavors would combine." Taking another piece of cake, I chewed slowly, watching desire ignite in her emerald eyes. I captured her mouth in a passionate kiss, allowing the sweetness of chocolate to mingle with our natural tastes in a sensual combination. She clutched at my hair, moaning against my lips as I traced kisses down her body before returning to the glistening evidence of her desire. Each stroke of my tongue against her sensitive flesh drew increasingly desperate sounds from her throat. Without ceasing my attentions, I murmured against her skin, "Truly divine. You and chocolate together might be my new addiction." I continued my intimate exploration, feeling her fingers tighten in my hair as her hips began to move against my mouth. Her breathing grew increasingly erratic as I intensified my efforts. "Morris... please... don't stop," she gasped, her voice trembling. "I'm so close!" I had no intention of stopping. I redoubled my efforts, using both my tongue and fingers to bring her pleasure until she cried out, trembling through her release. I savored every moment of her climax before rising to my knees. Unable to restrain myself any longer, I unfastened my pants and quickly found my own release across her abdomen. Leaning down, I kissed her deeply, our breathing gradually slowing together. I retrieved a damp towel from my private bathroom to clean her gently, lowering her dress with reverent kisses to her thighs. Retrieving the forgotten cake, I alternated feeding her bites with taking some myself, our eyes locked in silent communication. Those mesmerizing green eyes seemed to penetrate straight through my carefully constructed walls. 11:33 2/3 < 29 Chapter 29-Decadent Pleasure After we finished the cake, I set the plate aside and pulled her in for another kiss - still hungry for the taste of her. What began as gentle exploration quickly intensified until I pulled her onto my lap, ready to continue our afternoon of pleasure. Then my phone shattered the moment with its shrill, persistent ring. Damn it - why now? 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