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When Willem reached out to cup one breast, she trembled, and when he started plucking her nipple, his eyes on her face, she couldn’t help letting out a moan.

He reached for her other breast and began kneading both pale globes, his eyes intently taking every expression that flew over her face.

“Beautiful,” he rasped just before spinning her around to face the glass wall again.

Serenity gasped as she found herself staring at the staff. There was something intensely arousing at the way she was almost naked while they were all fully dressed and completely unaware of what she and the billionaire were doing.

“Hands on the wall,” her billionaire then ordered and as she raised her arms to place her hands on the glass, she felt him reach to cup her breasts again.

He began to play with her breasts, tweaking her nipples and then massaging her swelling flesh, and all the while she could only stare at the busy view outside, her breath caught in her throat, wondering what would happen if they got caught.

When the billionaire let go of her breasts, Serenity looked down and saw Willem getting to his knees. He moved in front of her, but when she started to take her hands off the wall, he shook his head, commanding, “Keep them there.”

And so she did.

Still on his knees, Willem pulled her panties down her legs and she raised one foot after another to help him get them off. When she was fully naked except for her stilettos, he simply stayed there and looked his fill.

“Willem, p-please.” She could feel herself turning pink all over again at the way the billionaire stared at her.

He slowly ran one hand down on her injured leg. “Does it still hurt?”

She slowly shook her head. “I’m wearing one of your shoes.”

He smiled as he looked down at her shoes. Three-inch Mary Janes, with a black ribbon on the side. “It suits you,” he said quietly.

He looked up, and her breath caught.

“I’m going to eat you now,” he told her simply.

And he did.

Her fingers helplessly clawed at the glass wall as the billionaire proceeded to methodically decimate her with his thrusting tongue and stroking fingers. He ate her as she shook in her heels and her breasts flattened against the cold pane, and when he pulled his mouth away so he could start fisting her, she had to bite her lip hard so she wouldn’t scream.

But the billionaire would have none of it.

“I want to hear you scream,” he ordered.

She shook her head. “But what if they hear—-”

“Trust me.” And this time, when he started fisting her again, his mouth latched to her clit, and he began to suck.

She screamed her head off.

And that had just been the second day of work.

On the days that followed, Serenity soon discovered a wildly passionate, intensely erotic, and blatantly possessive side to the Dutch billionaire that she never knew about. Every time they were in his office, he wanted her on his lap. It didn’t matter if she was proofing one of his letters or he was on the phone. He wanted them in close contact,all the time.

There wasn’t a day in the office that they did not engage in sexual foreplay, not a day that her Dutch billionaire would not make her come. Now, she looked at his office with new eyes. She looked at his table and thought about how he had once had her spread eagled on it while he ate her pussy. She looked at the carpet and thought about the time they had ground their bodies against each other, dry humping until they had come at the same time.

Everywhere she looked was fit to blush, and when the billionaire had caught Serenity with her cheeks on fire, his eyes had gleamed, and she knew that he was aware ofexactlywhat she had been thinking of.

When they were in the car, it was the same, but with less clothes. After a week’s instructions to always take the long route, the chauffeur had no longer required additional orders, knowing always to prolong his drive as much as he could whenever the billionaire and his intern were alone at the back of the limousine.

These road trips were always educational for Serenity. It was where she first had the chance to explore Willem’s naked body and see for herself how his muscles clenched and leaped to respond to her slightest touch. It was where she had also first learned to please him with her mouth, the billionaire patiently guiding her, his fingers gentle but firm as he gripped her hair and taught her how to take his cock all the way in.

But more than that, the hours they spent in the car were her favorite moments because after making each other come, he would talk to her. These were the times she cherished the most, when she would curl up in his lap while Willem told her quietly about the years she had not known him.

She would ask, and he would always answer. She would cry when the stories became painful, and he would kiss the tears away, teasing her in his sweet, sexy accented voice that she could make it better by giving him head.