Page 16 of The Devil After Dark

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LIANA

I had stayed up nearly all night to make sure I had everything I needed for my after hours meeting with Cassio.

He was paying us for this analysis, but what I presented to him might be the difference between a multi-six-figure contract with him or no more business.

I wasn’t sure if I wanted to land the business for the payout or if I wanted to land the business so that I had an excuse to see Cassio more.

I had arrived at the office in the afternoon after sleeping the morning away.

It was now after five and my colleagues had all headed home, bidding me good luck on their way out.

Roger would have normally insisted on being at this meeting, but he had other client obligations tonight, so it was just me. That was okay. I could handle this.

At twenty to seven, the lift dinged and a caterer wheeled a cart onto our floor. “Caldway and Associates?” The man asked as I held the door open for him.

“Yep, let me show you where you can put everything,” I responded and showed him to the conference room.

I watched in awe as he set up what looked more like a private and extravagant date than dinner for a business meeting.

Cassio clearly had expensive taste and I guess I was going to reap the benefits tonight.

I loitered by our front desk waiting for Cassio, who stepped off the lift exactly at seven.

“Mr. Padovano, how are you tonight?” I greeted him.

His perfectly tailored suit showed off his incredible body and, yet again, I found myself imagining what he looked like without clothes.

How far did that tattoo actually go? What would it feel like to run my hands and tongue along his muscles?

“Ms. Sutton, thank you again for accommodating me,” his smooth voice snapped me out of my fantasy. This was a client. Regardless of our previous encounters, I needed to be professional. I led Cassio to the conference room where I had the screen already set up with my analysis to share.

“Let’s eat first, I’m starving,” Cassio said as we entered.

I wasn’t going to argue. I watched him remove his suit jacket and straighten it before laying it over the back of a chair.

Then his fingers unbuttoned his shirtsleeves, rolling them up to his elbows and exposing corded tattoo covered forearms. My mouth practically watered as I watched him.

I blinked a few times, reminding myself why I was here. This was a business meeting.

The wine was excellent and the food was amazing. Cassio certainly had good taste. We also kept the conversation light and centered around our businesses—well around Caldway and Associates and Cassio’s real estate development company. I knew he had others, but this was the one we were hired for.

We had finished our food and it was now time for me to share my analysis. I stood and turned the screen back on as it had switched off during our meal. “I have to ask, Cassio, did your in-house team provide you with an analysis on this project? ”

“They did, but I find getting another opinion is often a good choice,” Cassio said as he leaned back in his chair, watching me.

I turned to face him. “Well, feel free to interrupt me—” I paused as Cassio slowly stood from his chair.

My heart was beating uncontrollably as he took a sauntering step towards me.

The way he was looking at me made me clench my thighs together and shift on my feet.

Cassio walked right up to me, so close that I had to tilt my chin up to look at his face.

His hands on my hips guided me to turn and back a few steps into the conference table.

“Cassio?” I asked breathily. In response he pressed my hips down until I was sitting on the edge of the conference table.

Cassio’s hand slid along my cheek and into my hair as I looked up at him.

Those ice blue eyes of his completely wiped every thought from my mind.

There was no mistaking his intentions at this moment.

My fingers dug into the wooden table as his nose brushed my temple and he took a deep breath like he was inhaling the smell of my hair. Oh my gods, was this really happening?

My body involuntarily shuddered as his hands dropped to my legs, which were now spread open, allowing him to stand between them.

I wanted to reach out my hand and touch him.

I wanted to run my hands along his body and rip off his shirt before tearing his pants off.

But instead, my hands were glued to the table.

“Give me the summary,” he said with his voice low.

His hands slid up my thighs, pushing my skirt further up.

I gaped at him, not knowing what to say and definitely not wanting to stop him.

His hands trailed up my body and began slowly unbuttoning my shirt buttons.

“Give me the summary and tell me your opinion. Or do you need your notes for that?” he asked as his mouth dipped to my collarbone and kissed my now bare skin.

It took everything in me not to grind against him between my legs. “I don’t need my notes,” I managed to say. I wasn’t even sure I could speak with his warm breath and lips on me. I had been fantasizing about this man and now he was undressing me in a conference room. How was this not a dream?

CASSIO

Liana was nearly trembling with anticipation as she leaned back on her hands on the conference table in front of me.

I continued slowly unbuttoning her blouse and tasting the sweet skin along her neck.

Little gasps and groans in her throat only egged me on.

When I finished with the last button I slid my hands up her smooth skin to her lace covered tits.

“Begin,” I commanded and she shuddered as my mouth slid down and covered her breast.

“The concept is good—” her own moan interrupted her as I gently bit her nipple through the lace. “But the profitability margin is quite low.”

I pulled back the lace cups, revealing her hardened nipples. She whimpered a little as I sucked on each. Gods she was so completely perfect. I popped off her tit and looked up at her. “How low is the margin?”

“Low enough that with the risk analysis it is more than likely you won’t see a profit,” she said hurriedly like she was trying to get the information out before I did something else to her.

I slid my hand up her skirt and ran my thumb over her panties. She was soaked and her body writhed as I did it again. My fingers hooked her panties and my perfect woman lifted her ass slightly so I could slide them off as I spoke, “What if I don’t care about making a profit on this project?”

Her eyes searched my face and I only looked her in the eyes as I dropped to my knees and spread her legs so I would have better access to her.

Fuck, in her business clothes and pussy spread in front of my face, I wanted nothing more than to just slide my dick into her tightness and pound her hard enough the table broke.

I had to adjust my hard dick in my pants to try and relieve some of its discomfort.

“You should care about—oh gods!” I cut her off as I licked straight up her center.

Her wetness coated me and turned me ravenous.

I sucked her clit into my mouth and gently bit down before licking up more of her.

This could have been my entire meal this evening.

I nipped and sucked and licked like I would never taste this delicious taste again.

She squirmed and my hand pressed her hips down.

“You should care about profit when you have a better option,” she gasped out.

Liana would make me cum in my own pants with her taste in my mouth and her moaning out her findings on my business to me.

Plus, my in-house team hadn’t found a better option for my plans.

I was intrigued. I plunged my tongue inside of her and her hand slammed down on the table before she gasped out more.

“You could sell the property you currently own and purchase a different property. There is one currently listed that would give you a profit just from the sale and purchase. It is better located for the demographic you are hoping to house and instead of a tear down—mmm, Cassio!” Her body shook under the thrusting of my tongue and my Angel was getting close to cumming all over my face.

And the way she called out my name had my dick throbbing and begging to join.

I wasn’t going to stop to make this easier on her.

I looked up at her as she stared down at me between her legs.

“Instead of a tear down you could remodel the existing buildings on the property and your profit margin would be closer to 30% not including the profit from the exchange of properties,” she spit out quickly between pants and I clamped down around her clit with my mouth as I plunged a finger into her.

Her head tipped back as she cried out and her pussy pulsed and squeezed my finger.

Her body was trembling. Gods it was the most amazing sight watching her unravel under my touch.

She gasped for breath as her eyes fell to mine.

I curled my fingers inside of her and her mouth opened more.

“Be a good girl and cum for me again, Angel,” I commanded as I stroked inside her.

Her eyes widened, then snapped shut as she gasped again.

Another orgasm tore through her body and I had to hold her on the table with my other hand as I coaxed her climax out of her.

When she stopped shaking, I slowly removed my finger and kissed her swollen pussy, letting my mouth linger so I could breathe her in.

Then I slowly stood and leaned over her.

Her tits were still on full display and they rose and fell as she tried to calm her panting.

“You are fucking gorgeous,” I whispered as I pulled her head back by her hair.

She stared up at me with wide eyes. So no one had ever made her cum on a conference table then.

I sucked her wetness from my finger savoring the taste and making sure she watched me do it.

I already knew I would need her riding my face sooner rather than later.

She was a fucking drug. “And you are brilliant. My team didn’t identify a good alternative to the primary property,” I said as I ran my eyes over her exposed body.

I wanted to fuck her right here, but I enjoyed the game of making her wait even more. Maybe I would just visit her tonight.

“I can send over the details of my suggestion so you have them,” she whispered. The flush of her skin was just an invitation to make her cum again.

“Please do,” I responded as I released her hair and stepped back from between her legs.

“And one more thing,” she swallowed, but didn’t move from her position, “You are never to wear panties to one of our meetings again,” I said and I held up her wet panties, letting them dangle from my finger before I slipped them into my pocket.

“What?” she breathed, her eyes widening further.

“No panties,” I repeated.

LIANA

I couldn’t look at Cassio as Zac drove us back towards the city.

He had insisted he give me a ride home after our …

meeting. It was the only way for me to get home this time of night without walking or hoping a hired car would come this far out.

I had planned on walking. I walked home often after staying late at the office.

Also my condo was on the way for them as they headed back into the city and I couldn’t come up with an excuse not to accept the ride.

I could feel his eyes on me and I finally dared a glance towards him.

“Do you know how difficult it is not to get on my knees in the car right now to feast on you until you cum again?” Cassio said as soon as my eyes met his.

I squirmed in my seat, acutely aware that I no longer had underwear on and the ones I had been wearing were in Cassio’s pocket.

I hadn’t dared ask for them back—those panties were now his. “Does it make you uncomfortable?”

“Cassio … you’re a client. I shouldn’t have?—”

“Shouldn’t have what, Liana? This doesn’t alter our business arrangements,” Cassio’s head tilted slightly to the side as he spoke, like he was trying to challenge me.

I just turned to look out the window. I wasn’t sure how to respond and the way he looked at me made me want to get on my own knees and take him into my mouth.

Thankfully, we pulled up outside my complex.

I started to open the door, but Cassio’s hand around my wrist stopped me.

“Liana,” I turned back to him, “No more panties.” Fuck me.

He was completely serious and between my legs pulsed at his command.

Then he let go of my wrist as Zac opened the door for me.

Everything in me wanted him, but he was a client. I was completely conflicted as I hurried into my complex and up the stairs to my condo.