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Chapter 55

Theo and Daphne

Daphne sat at her desk, immersed in her work, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she reviewed the latest reports. The soft knock on her office door barely registered until Tina stepped inside, holding a sleek black envelope.

"This just came for you," Tina said, setting the envelope on Daphne's desk. "It's from Mr. Silvano."

"Senior or junior?" Daphne asked.

"Thedore Silvano," Tina said.

"Only I call him that, Tina," Daphne with a playful smile.

"Yes, of course," Tina nodded.

"Thank you," Daphne said.

She raised her brows lifted slightly, her curiosity piqued. Tina quietly left the office, closing the door softly behind her. For a moment, Daphne stared at the envelope, her heart beating just a little faster.

Theo rarely sent anything through intermediaries—it wasn't his style.

She picked up the envelope, feeling the weight of its contents, and carefully slid her finger under the seal. Inside was a single key card, its embossed logo revealing it belonged to the luxury hotel just a block from their office. Her breath hitched slightly as she pulled out a note folded neatly alongside it.

The handwriting was unmistakably Theo's, bold and deliberate:

"A car is waiting for you downstairs. Don't make me wait, Daphne."

Daphne's pulse quickened as she stared at the card and the note, the meaning behind them unmistakable. A mix of anticipation and nervous excitement fluttered in her chest. She glanced toward the door, ensuring it was firmly shut, then leaned back in her chair, rereading the note.

A slow smile tugged at her lips as she slipped the key card and note back into the envelope. She smoothed her skirt, feeling a spark of intrigue light up her day. Whatever Theo had planned, she knew it wouldn't be anything ordinary—and she wasn't about to leave him waiting.

Grabbing her purse and coat, Daphne headed for the door. "Tina, I'm taking my lunch break. I might run late. Do I have any meetings this afternoon?"

"The design updates with Mr. and Mrs. Silvano," Tina said.

"Oh shoot, right," Daphne paused.

"Do you want me to push it back?" Tina asked. "Brad said Mr. Silvano requested extra time for some personal business after lunch."

"I see," Daphne smiled, feeling her belly clench. "Okay, Thank you. I'm sure Theo and I will be bacl together."

Tina nodded as Daphne steped into the elevator. The doors closed and the smooth ride to the lobby began. Daphne shifted her coat and purse, adjusting her hair in the reflection of the elevator before pulling out her lipstick to apply a new coat.

Downstairs, the black car Theo had arranged was waiting at the curb, its engine idling smoothly as Daphnestepped out of the building and approached. The driver greeted her with a polite nod, holding the door open.

Sliding into the plush leather seat, Daphne crossed her legs, her pulse racing as the car pulled away from the office. The city blurred past, and within moments, the vehicle glided to a stop in front of the hotel.

Daphne stepped out, her heels clicking against the polished stone entrance as she entered the grand lobby. The chandeliers above sparkled like constellations, and the air was perfumed with a subtle, expensive scent that matched the elegance of the space.

The concierge offered her a polite smile as she strode to the elevators. Her grip tightened slightly on the key card as anticipation coiled in her stomach. Once inside the elevator, she pressed the button for the executive floor and watched the numbers climb, the silence broken only by the soft chime announcing her arrival.

Stepping into the plush corridor, she moved toward the suite number etched into the card. Sliding the key card through the lock, the green light blinked, and the door clicked open.

The executive suite was breathtaking, an elegant blend of modern luxury and sophistication. Floor-to-ceiling windows bathed the room in natural light, offering a stunning view of the city skyline. The furniture was sleek, the decor understated yet luxurious, every detail exuding class. It was a space that screamed Theo—impeccable and deliberate.

And there he was, standing by the window, the sunlight catching the sharp angles of his face. He looked different, more relaxed but no less commanding. Gone was the blazer from his usual sharp suit. Instead, he wore just a crisp white button-down shirt, the top two buttons undone and the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing strong, tanned wrists. The shirt hugged his broad shoulders and chest perfectly, hinting at the power beneath.

His navy-blue slacks were tailored impeccably, the fabric draping effortlessly over his long legs. His dark brown hair, usually neatly styled, was slightly disheveled, pushed back from his forehead in a way that only made him look more devastatingly handsome.

He was holding an apple, casually turning it in his hand as he leaned against the glass table with an air of practiced ease. When his eyes met Daphne's, a slow, wicked grin spread across his lips—a grin that made her pulse quicken and sent a spark of heat through her.

"You're late," he said, his voice low and teasing, his gaze traveling over her in a way that left her breathless.

Daphne closed the door behind her, trying to ignore the way her knees felt suddenly weak. "Traffic," she replied smoothly, matching his tone, though her heart was racing.

Theo took a deliberate bite of the apple, his eyes never leaving hers as he chewed slowly, the corner of his mouth quirking up in amusement. The sight of him—so effortlessly sexy, so undeniably in control—made it impossible to look away.

"Excuses," he murmured, his grin deepening, as though he knew exactly the effect he was having on her. "Hungry?" Theo asked, his tone smooth, a hint of amusement playing at the edges.

Daphne tilted her head, her lips curving into a small, knowing smile. "Depends on what's on the menu."

Theo's gaze swept over her, deliberate and unhurried. He placed the apple on the table behind him and straightened, his presence commanding the room as he moved toward her.

"You." he murmured, his voice low and enticing, as the space between them seemed to vanish.

Daphne's breath hitched at his words, the single syllable hanging in the air, heavy with meaning. The way Theo said it—low, smooth, and dripping with intent—made her pulse race and sent a shiver down her spine.

He took a step closer, closing the already small distance between them with a deliberate grace that was undeniably seductive. His dark eyes locked onto hers, unwavering, the intensity in them making her feel both rooted in place and as though she might melt under his gaze.

Theo's presence seemed to fill the room, commanding her attention as he reached out, his fingers brushing against her wrist lightly, teasingly, before trailing up her arm. The casual intimacy of the gesture sent a jolt of electricity through her.

"I'm not on the menu," Daphne said, her voice steady despite the flutter in her chest. She raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a challenging smile, refusing to let him completely disarm her.

Theo leaned in slightly, his grin growing, his hand lingering near her elbow as his thumb traced a slow, deliberate circle against her skin.

"No," he said softly, his voice a velvet caress, "but I plan to savor you anyway."

Her breath caught again, and she felt her resolve waver as the heat between them became almost tangible. Theo tilted his head, his grin never faltering, as though he was waiting to see how long she could hold her ground.

"I like this outfit on you too much to ruin it," he whispered. "Take it off for me, darling."

Daphne's pulse pounded in her ears, drowning out everything but Theo's voice. It was like the finest wine—impossible to resist. His words wrapped around her, pulling her into a hypnotic trance where nothing else existed but him and the smoldering intensity in his eyes.

Her breathing quickened, her body responding to the command before her mind had even processed it. There was something about the way he spoke, firm yet teasing, that made her feel both vulnerable and powerful at the same time.

She liked this—liked the way Theo's dominance in these moments seemed to strip away every hesitation.

Daphne's fingers moved to the button of her fitted shirt, undoing it slowly as her gaze stayed locked on his. The fabric slipped from her shoulders and pooled at her feet, and she felt a thrill shoot through her at the way his eyes darkened, drinking her in.

"Good girl," Theo murmured, his voice laced with approval, and the simple phrase sent a shiver down her spine.

Her hands trembled slightly as she reached for the zipper of her skirt, but it wasn't nerves—it was anticipation. She wanted this. She wanted him. And she reveled in the way he took control, guiding the moment like he always did, with an unshakable confidence that made her knees weak.

As the skirt slipped down her legs, leaving her in nothing but her delicate lingerie and heels, Theo's lips curled into a satisfied smirk. He stepped closer, his fingers brushing against her cheek in a touch so light it was almost reverent.

"Perfect," he whispered, his voice a blend of adoration and desire.

Daphne felt her cheeks flush, her body humming with energy as she stood before him, entirely under his spell. Every word he spoke, every command he gave, only drew her deeper into the moment, making her forget everything except the way he made her feel—desired, cherished, and completely his.

Theo reached behind her and snapped open her bar with one hand. Daphne bit down on her lip as the garment fell off her body, landing near her skirt and blouse. She shifted her weight, her gaze never leaning Theo's face as he pushed her hair back, admiring her body as she stood before him in her red bottom heels and black lace panties that did very little to hide anything.

"Over there," Theo motioned to the long dinning table where he had placed the apple.

Swallowing, Daphne slowly walked over to the table. She could feel Theo behind her as she came to a stop beside the table and looked over her shoulder.

"Bend over," Theo said, hands on her hips, already guiding her forward. Daphne followed without uttering a word. "Do you remember how wide I like your legs to be apart?"

Daphne nodded, "Yes..."

"Show me," Theo moved his hand down the side of her legs, feeling her skin and her shivers.

Daphne was warm to the touch underneath his fingertips. She moved her feet and spread her legs as Theo gently guided her chest to the table. He smiled to himself as she pushed her plump round ass up to his body. Theo wanted nothing more then to pull her lace penties aside and fuck her on the table. But she started a game and he loved playing with her.

"Stay still," he said, hooking his fingers around her panties and sliding it down to her feet.

Theo's gaze traveled up Daphne's legs, his thoughts a mixture of admiration and possessive desire. Her heels accentuated the delicate curve of her calves, making her legs look endlessly long and undeniably sexy.

Lowering his head, he pressed a soft kiss to the back of her knee, the warmth of her skin intoxicating. Her quiet gasp sent a surge of satisfaction through him, and he decided then and there he'd buy her more shoes, if only to see her like this more often.

"God," he murmured, his lips tracing the length of her thigh, his breath warm against her skin. "You smell so delicious."

Daphne's giggle, soft and unguarded, filled the room, and Theo felt his chest tighten with an unexpected wave of affection. It was such a pure, light sound—so different from her usual sharp quips—that it left him momentarily undone.

Theo loved Daphne's strong personality—the way she challenged him, matched his wit, and never backed down from a fight. But there was something about these moments, when her strength gave way to a shy, flustered side, that made his heart swell.

He looked up at her, and his heart skipped at the sight. She was gazing down at him over her shoulder, her eyes sparkling with a mix of mischief and vulnerability. Her cheeks were flushed, her blush spreading as if she couldn't help but react to his touch.

"What's about to happen today," Theo said, his voice low and teasing, "is all your doing, princess."

Daphne arched a brow, trying to hold onto her composure, but the deeper blush that spread across her cheeks gave her away. "Oh, yeah?" she challenged, her voice steady even as her body betrayed her nerves.

"You left me with no choice," Theo teased, his tone laced with playful accusation. His hands slid to her hips, guiding her gently as he turned her to face him. He looked up at her, kneeling on one knee, his dark eyes filled with an intensity that made her breath hitch.

Daphne's lips parted, and for a moment, the confident girl he knew seemed to waver, replaced by a softness that made his chest ache. He held her gaze, his thumb brushing against her hip in a soothing circle, as though grounding her to the moment.

Theo eaned forward and placed a warm kiss on her thighs. He stuck out his tongue and dragged it up her pussy, earning a gasp and a moan from his sweet girl.

Daphne's one hand gripped the edge of the table while the other found it's way to Theo's hair. He felt her lean back against the table as if that would save her from him. He moved closer, pushing her onto the edge of the table and sitting her down.

"Open," he said, sliding his legs up inbtween her thighs.

Daphne parted her legs and Theo pulled her closer. He quickly buried his mouth in between her legs, licking away at her sweetness. Her clit was swollen, teasing him to play with it and suck on it. Theo began to lick Daphne's pussy faster with an intensity that caused her to lay back against the glass table.

Theo slide one hand up her belly, gripping her hand as he pushed his tongue into her pussy as deep as it would go. She was so close to cumming. Her legs had locked up and her breathing was labored. Her loud moans bounced off of every wall in the suit. Her body squirled for a release, moving closer to Theo's mouth as her hands gripped his hair.

Theo pulled away, his lips glistening with evidence of how much Daphne was under his spell. He pushed his thick finger inside of her, feeling her immediately clench around him. A satisfied smirk pulled across Theo's face.

"Theo...." Daphne moaned, moving her hips, seeking her release.

"You wanted to play, right baby?" Theo asked, sticking one more finger inside of her.

Daphne moaned out his name as her back curved off the table.

She's so fuckin' beautiful, Theo thought, watching her, hearing her. Maybe we'll play next time. I need to cum in her.

"Theo," Daphne gripped his hand, pushing his fingers farther inside of her.

"One more, princess," Theo removed her hand and stuck a third finger inside of her. He felt her stretch around his hand as he wiggled his fingers inside her pretty little pink pussy.

Daphne called out his name, her voice breathless, "Baby....baby.....ah!"

Theo rose to his feet and leaned over her. He began to lick and suck on her hard nipples as he removed his fingers from inside of her and unbuckled his belt. Daphne's hands joined him as she undid the buttons and stuck her hand inside, feeling his rock hard cock.

"Lay back," Theo said to her as he pulled out his cock. He grabbed one of her legs and placed it over his shoulder, giving him the perfect view of her wet pussy. Stepping colser, Theo began to rub his erection against Daphne's folds.

As soon as he felt her warmth and the slippry wetness on her pussy, Theo's jaw cleanched. He groaned in pleasure as he began to rub himself up and down Daphne's pussy. When she tried to push her hips up and slip him inside, Theo chuckled and held her back down.

"What are you doing?" Daphne asked, lifting her head, her eyes impatient.

"I told you," Theo said, pushing in just a little bit to give into his own selfish need for her. "What's about to happen all day today is your doing."

Daphne's lips parted as Theo pulled out and then pushed back in ever so slightly. Theo wanted nothing more then to pull her close and bury his cock inside of her. He wanted to feel her raw, he wanted to feel her warmth all over his cock. But he had plans he didn't want to derail from.

"Baby, please," Daphne begged as Theo continued his torture, barely pushing in and just rubbing her up and down. "Please, Theo."

Theo knew he had to stop before he crumbled. She had no idea the power she had over him when she begged like that. He could bring the world to her feet, fish out all the stars from the sky, steal the moon, paint the clouds, set fire to the rain for her....all for her.

"What.." Daphne's eyes opened as Theo began to pull away. "What are you doing?"

Theo leaned back in, capturing her lips in a kiss that was hard, urgent, and unapologetically passionate. His hand cradled the back of her neck, holding her close as he devoured her with a hunger that left her reeling.

But then, just as suddenly as it had started, it was over. Theo pulled back, his expression smug as he began buttoning his pants, smoothing his shirt as if nothing had happened.

"What are you doing?" Daphne asked again.

"Lunch is over, baby," he said, smirking in that maddeningly confident way of his. "We have to get back to work."

"What?" Daphne's voice rose to a shriek as she sat up on the table. "Are you insane? Theodore!"

Her cheeks burned, not just from the lingering heat of his kiss but from the sheer audacity of his actions. She stared at him, her jaw dropping as he calmly adjusted his sleeves, looking every bit as composed as he had before she walked into the suite.

"You can't be serious right now," Daphne said, her voice sharp with disbelief. "You're playing with me!"

Theo turned to her with an unrepentant grin, his dark eyes glinting with amusement. "You're irresistible when you're mad, you know that?"

"That's not the point!" Daphne snapped, throwing her hands up in exasperation. "You can't just—"

"I can, and I did," Theo interrupted smoothly, his grin widening as he leaned down to kiss her forehead. "Now, be a good girl and get dressed. You have to be back at work before someone notices you're missing."

Daphne sat frozen, her mouth opening and closing as she tried to find words that could adequately express her frustration. Finally, she jabbed a finger at him, her eyes narrowing.

"This isn't over," she hissed, her tone low and threatening.

Theo chuckled, clearly enjoying her indignation far too much. "I wouldn't expect anything less, princess."

Daphne pushed her chair back with a sharp scrape against the floor, her movements swift and agitated as she stood up. Her lips pressed into a tight line, her cheeks flushed a deep crimson—not from desire this time, but from sheer, unfiltered frustration.

She grabbed her blouse from where it had been carelessly discarded, yanking it on with a huff. Her fingers fumbled for a moment with the buttons, her irritation making the task seem far more complicated than it should have been.

Theo leaned back against the edge of the table, his arms crossed over his chest, watching her every move with an infuriatingly smug expression. His dark eyes gleamed with amusement, his lips curled into a grin that only widened the angrier she got.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Daphne snapped, not bothering to look at him as she stepped into her skirt and zipped it up with an almost violent motion.

"Immensely," Theo admitted, his voice light and teasing. He tilted his head, his gaze traveling from her flushed face to the determined set of her jaw, down to her legs. "You're adorable when you're mad."

"Adorable?" Daphne whirled around, her hands on her hips, her eyes blazing. "I'm furious, Theodore!"

"I can see that," he said, utterly unbothered, the grin never leaving his face. "And you wear it so well."

Daphne let out an exasperated growl, grabbing her purse and coat. "You're impossible," she muttered, brushing past him toward the door.

"Hey," Theo called after her, his voice softening just enough to make her pause. When she glanced back, he was still grinning, but there was a warmth in his gaze that made her stomach flip despite her frustration. "Don't forget—you started this game."

Daphne's eyes narrowed. Theo chuckled, his deep, rich laugh following her as she stormed out of the suite, the sharp click of her heels echoing in the hallway.

Theo remained leaning against the table, his grin turning into a full smile. Watching Daphne—fierce, flustered, and completely captivating—left him feeling utterly giddy. He'd pushed her buttons, sure, but he also knew she thrived on the challenge just as much as he did.

Theo didn't rush as he followed Daphne to the elevator, his long strides relaxed, his hands casually tucked into his pockets. She was ahead of him, her shoulders stiff with indignation.

When they reached the car waiting in front of the hotel, Theo stepped forward to open the door for her. Daphne shot him a glare, her fiery eyes saying everything her lips didn't. She climbed into the passenger seat without a word, her movements crisp and deliberate, as if each action were a declaration of her irritation.

Theo slid into the driver's seat, adjusting the mirrors with unhurried ease. As he started the car, Daphne crossed her arms tightly over her chest and glared out the window.

"I can't believe you," she started, her voice sharp. "You're such an ass!"

He didn't interrupt, didn't even glance her way. His hands rested comfortably on the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, but the corner of his mouth curved into a small, knowing smile.

"And you're smiling!" she snapped, whipping her head around to face him. "Do you think this is funny?"

Theo finally glanced at her, his expression maddeningly calm and amused. "A little," he admitted with a shrug.

Her jaw dropped. "You are never going to touch me ever again. Ever."

She launched into a tirade, her words tumbling over each other as she vented her frustration. She called him reckless, infuriating, and a host of other things, her voice rising and falling with her exasperation. Theo let her go on, the smile on his face never faltering, as though her words were water off a duck's back.

The drive back to the office was a symphony of her anger, punctuated by the rhythmic turn of the wheels on the pavement. Theo remained silent the whole time, letting her yell, his grin only widening when she threw him a particularly heated glare.

When they finally arrived at the office, Daphne huffed and reached for the elevator button.

"Don't even think about following me up," she said sharply, glaring at him before stepping into the elevator.

Theo didn't listen as he followed her inside. He casually leaned against the back wall, his hands slipping into his pockets as the doors slid closed, leaving them alone in the confined space.

Daphne stood rigid near the front, her arms crossed and her jaw set. She refused to acknowledge him, glaring at the glowing numbers as the elevator ascended.

After a moment, Theo moved. At first, it seemed innocent—he bent down, as though to tie his shoe. Daphne caught the movement out of the corner of her eye but didn't turn her head.

"You don't even have laces," she muttered, suspicion lacing her tone.

Theo didn't respond. Instead, he lingered in that crouched position for a moment longer, the picture of nonchalance. And then, in one smooth motion, he reached up and ran his fingers lightly along her calf, just above her ankle.

Daphne gasped and stumbled back, spinning around to face him. "Theo!" she hissed, her cheeks heating.

"Shhhh," Theo said as he pulled out a small metallic object from his pocket.

"What are you-" Daphne tried to ask as Theo slid his hand up between her legs and pushed her panty aside. "Theo-"

Daphne gasped, feeling the mini vibrator against her. Theo grinned up at her as he pushed it inside her pussy and adjusted her panties back.

"You are out of your mind!" Daphne hissed as Theo rose to his feet and cleared his throat. "What are you do-"

Daphne froze, her body tensing as the elevator doors slid open, revealing Daisy and Luca waiting just outside. The crisp, professional atmosphere of the hallway made her heart race, the intensity of what had just transpired with Theo pressing against her in an overwhelming wave. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, her pulse hammering in her ears.

Theo, effortlessly calm, stepped out of the elevator before her. His movements were casual, as though nothing had just transpired between them—his demeanor smooth, as if he hadn't just sent her heart into overdrive. He glanced back at Daphne, a small, knowing smirk playing at the corner of his lips.

Daphne could barely focus on Daisy and Luca, her eyes darting between them, trying to act normal. Her throat tightened, and she quickly shifted her gaze away, her thoughts clouded with the tension from the elevator. She needed to escape, to regain some semblance of control, but she couldn't, not with Theo standing there, the reminder of his touch lingering.

She took a step toward the bathroom, desperate for a moment of solitude, but Theo's voice stopped her.

"We should really start the meeting, don't you think?" He extended his hand toward her, his expression unreadable, though his eyes glinted with a trace of amusement. "Come."

Daphne's breath caught in her throat, her frustration bubbling up, but before she could respond, Daisy's voice cut through the tension.

"How was lunch?" she asked, her tone light. "Where did you guys go?"

Theo didn't hesitate. "Just down the block," he replied, his voice effortlessly casual as he took Daphne's hand in his, his grip firm and commanding as he guided her away from the bathroom and toward the meeting room.

Daphne could feel Theo's gaze on her, steady and unyielding, knowing full well the effect he was having on her. He was enjoying this—watching her struggle, knowing she couldn't escape him. The heat in her cheeks, the tightness in her chest, all of it was a silent acknowledgment of his control over the situation.

Luca glanced at Daphne, his brow furrowing with concern. "Daphne, sweetheart, are you okay?" he asked, his voice gentle, but there was an edge of worry in his tone. "You look flustered."

Daphne took a deep breath, forcing her racing heart to slow, and gave him a small, reassuring smile. "I'm okay," she replied, though the words felt like a lie, her voice barely more than a whisper.

"Are you sure?" Daisy asked.

"She's fine," Theo insisted, putting an arm around Daphne's waist and kissing her temple. "Just the cold outside was too much."

"Yeah, December weather is brutal," Daisy said, shaking her head. "Come on, let get this meeting over with."

"After you," Theo gave a small nod.

Daphne held her breath as Daisy and Luca turned and walked ahead. She could feel Theo's presence beside her, his attention fully on her. The steady rhythm of his parents' footsteps seemed to echo in the quiet hallway, but it was Theo's voice, low and smooth, that seized Daphne's focus.

He leaned in just slightly, his breath warm against her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. "Be careful when you walk," he whispered. "We don't want anything falling out in front of my parents."

Daphne's pulse quickened, and she instinctively straightened, the weight of his words making her heart race. She could feel his gaze on her, but she didn't dare look at him. Instead, she focused on the path ahead, trying to keep her composure while his voice lingered in her mind, making it hard to think clearly.

Theo, ever aware of her reactions, held back a small, satisfied smile as they continued walking.

Daphne pressed her thighs together as tightly as she could while still being able to walk. She followed Theo into the conference room and took a sat, her movements slow and cautious, her thoughts on the vibrator inside of her.

Daisy and Luca settled down along with the two other investors. Theo cleared his throat and walked to the opposite side of the table and took a seat before Daphne.

"Good afternoon, everyone one," He began, his voice was steady and professional. " Let's begin. You all have a folder before you. Please follow along as Ms. Dashwood and I update you."

Daphne followed and opened her file.

"As of today, we've successfully finalized the architectural designs and the permits have been approved," Theo began, his gaze sweeping over the group. "We're sticking with what we know in terms of building materials. It has worked for us in the past and it continues to pass the city's requirements."

"Good," Luca nodded. "What about the Green Energy planning? How far did we get with that?"

Theo looked toward Daphne, "Ms. Dashwood? Any updates?"

Daphne sat up and cleared her throat, "Yes."

Theo leaned back in his seat, turning the meeting over to Daphne as all eyes turned to her.

"We have come to an agreement with the city on how much Green Energy we can supply to the building," Daphne shared. "They suggested we install solar panels to the roof. However, the architectures are concerned that the new addition will visually disrupt the design."

From the corner of her eyes, Daphne watched Theo pull out his phone. She wondered why he was checking his phone in the middle of an important meeting when suddenly, the vibrator inside of her buzzed to life.

Daphne jolted in her seat and dropped the pen she was gripping. She quickly cleared her throat and shifted uncomfortably in her chair before anyone could notice anything.

"Can we make changes to the designs?" Daisy asked, looking at the papers before her.

"Mhm," Daphne said as Theo increased the speed of the vibrator. She gripped the edge of the table tightly, her knuckles going white as she tried to steady her breathing. Theo held back a smile as he stared at his phone.

Daphne crossed her legs under the table, desperate for any small shift to alleviate the overwhelming sense of pleasure building inside her. Her body felt uncomfortably tight, her pulse quickening with each passing second. She could feel the heat on her face, but she tried her best to appear composed, focusing on Daisy's words, though it was nearly impossible to concentrate.

Theo watched her from across the table, his eyes catching the way her body stiffened. A small, knowing smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Daphne shifted again, her breath catching as she adjusted herself in the chair, trying to find a way to ease the simmering frustration. Every second that passed felt like an eternity, her nerves on edge, but she knew she had to keep it together. She couldn't let anyone else see what Theo was doing to her.

"We're currently working on a few new designs," Daphne said, her hands gripping the pencil she had found. "Some alternative ways to place the solar pa-"

Daphne gasped, her hand slamming down on the table as Theo raised the speed to the next level.

Everyone turned toward Daphne as she placed a hand over her mouth and quickly laid her head against the table as if she could hide from the embarrassment.

"Daphne?" Daisy jumped to her feet. "Are you okay?"

Theo stopped the vibrator and put his phone away. He rose from his seat and walked over to his mother and his girlfriend.

"Do you need some water?" Daisy asked as she rubbed Daphne's back. "What's wrong, sweetheart?"

"I...." Daphne was as red as a tomato. "I just need a second."

"What's wrong, my love?" Theo asked, brushing back her hair and looking into her eyes.

Daphne's eyes fluttered up and she glared. Her hand on his tightened as she dug her nails into his skin.

"She doesn't look well either, Theo," Daisy said. "We can stop the meeting here. Take her home. Let her rest up."

"No, no," Daphne said, setting up and pushing her hair back. "I....I'm fine."

"Daphne, don't push yourself," Luca frowned. "Let Theo take you home. Take the rest of the day off."

"Maybe it was something you had for lunch," Daisy suggested.

"Could be," Theo said. "I better take her home before things get worse."

"No, I'm-" Daphne tried but Theo was already pulling her up to her feet.

"Be a good girl or I will not let you finish this meeting in peace," he whispered into her ear.

Daphne felt her head sway. She leaned into Theo's arms and hid her face, too embarrassed to look at anyone just in case they guessed correctly what was the real reasons for her condition.

"Go home, baby," Daisy said. "Rest up."

"Thank you," Daphne replied weakly as Theo walked her out of the office as fast as he could. Her feet barely seemed to touch the ground as he grabbed her purse and her coat and rushed into the elevator.

"I hate you so much," Daphne said, leaning her head against his chest. She held his shirt in her hands as Theo leaned back against the wall and chuckled.

"I love you too, sweetheart," Theo kissed the top pf her head.

"You are evil," Daphne shook her head. "You are so cruel and so heartless."

"I'll make it better," Theo promised.

Daphne did not believe a word he said. But she was too weak to pull away. She inhaled his scent and leaned all her weight against him, feeling his arms tighten around her.

"Come on, my love," Theo cooed in her ear as the elevator came to a stop at the lobby.

With great effort, Daphne pulled away and straightened up. She followed Theo out of the building as he held her hand and guided her to his car waiting outside. As she slipped into the passenger seat, Theo leaned in and undid his gray tie.

Daphne watched him in confusion for a few seconds before realizing he was binding her wrists together with his tie.

"What's this for now?" She asked.

"So you can't take out what's inside of you right now," Theo smirked, tightening the tie before strapping Daphne into her seat with the seatbelt.

"Theo, please," Daphne begged, not knowing if her body could not handle any more of his teasing. "Stop....please.....I'm sorry. I'll never tease you at work again."

"It's a little too late to apologize now," Theo said, tucking her hair behind her ear and kissing her softly.

"Theo," Daphne whined, her belly clenching knowing he was going to torture her to his heart's content. "Please. I'll be good."

"I don't trust you," Theo chuckled and shook his head.

Before Daphne could say anything else, he closed her door and walked around to the driver's side. She watched him get inside and start the engine. But before he pulled away, he took out his phone and looked at Daphne with a knowing smirk.

"No," Daphne frowned. "Don't you dare-"

The vibrator started once again, making Daphne gasp and fall back against the seat. Theo dropped his phone onto the center console and gripped Daphne's thigh, chuckling as he pulled away from the sidewalk and drove into the city's traffic.

"I know, I know, baby," he said softly, his voice soothing as he rubbed Daphne's thighs and watched her squirm in her seat. "I'm right here."

"Ah," Daphne shut her eyes and leaned her head back, her tied hands gripping Theo's hand. "I hate you so fuckin' much, Theodore!"

"Yeah, that's it," Theo grinned. "Keep saying my name, princess."

Daphne bit her lips, her mind spinning as the vibrator teased her and Theo's hand squeezed her. She opened her eyes and looked at him in the driver's seat, enjoying the show, his grin ever present as she moaned and panted.

"Theo..." Daphne gripped his fingers.

"Yes, baby?" Theo asked, looking over at her briefly.

Daphne decided she wasn't going to let him win so easily. If she had to suffer then so would he.

Taking his hand, she brought it up to her mouth and stuck two of his fingers inside. Theo's eyes widened for a split second as if he hadn't expected her to do that.

"Until you take me home," Daphne said, licking his fingers. "I'm going to pretend this is your hard cock....and I'm going to lick you and suck on this until you take me home and fuck my mouth."

Theo's hands on the steering wheel tightened. His jaw clenched and he tried to pull his hand back.

"What's the matter, baby?" Daphne teased, breathlessly. "Don't you want to cum in my mouth?"

Theo laughed, licking his lips as he realized Daphne had entered the game swinging.

"I want to be on my knees in front of you," Daphne said, closing her eyes and tilting her head back. "I want you to grab my hair and fuck my mouth."

With her tired hands, Daphne guided Theo's hand to her chest. She slid his hand inside her shirt and guided his fingers under her bra.

"Play with them," she said. "I'm all yours."

Theo swallowed, gripping her breast and pinching her hard nipple in between his fingers as he zig-zagged through traffic, running red lights and driving on the highway shoulders.

"God," Daphne sighed, dragging out the word and making goosebumps rise of Theo's skin. "I'm so wet for you right now.....I want you to feel me. I want your cock inside of me, Theo. I want to bounce on you until I'm all tired out."

"We're almost home," Theo said, deciding to go to Daphne's apartment instead of his since she was so much closer.

"I'm so wet, Theo," Daphne whispered. "I don't want the condom today....I want you to feel how wet I am. God, baby!"

Parking the car, Theo pulled his hand away from Daphne and jumped out. He hurried over to her side and untied the tie before scooping her up and heading into the building. Daphne laughed as he walked into the elevator and began to kiss her senseless. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them over her head, holding them in place with one hand while his other hand started to undo the buttons of her shirt.

Daphne was half-dressed by the time they reached her door. Theo unlocked the door with his set of keys and pulled her inside, shutting the door as he began to kiss her again.

"No," Daphne placed her hands against his chest and protested.

"What's wrong?" Theo asked, pulling back and searching her face.

"I don't want you right now," Daphne said, slowly kicking off her heels one at a time.

"What?" Theo asked, confused, his breathing labored and his eyes dark with need.

"I..." Daphne placed a finger on his chest and pushed. "Don't...." another push. "Want you."

Theo was dumbstruck as Daphne walked away, swaying her hips and gathering her hair up to the top of her head. He stood by the door watching her as she removed her clothes and pulled the vibrator out.

"Need a hand?" Theo asked, unable to look away as Daphne fell back against her bed, her naked body curving up as she ran the vibrator up and down her fold.

"No," Daphne said. "I can take care of myself."

Theo's jaw clenched watching her. His cock twitched inside his pants as Daphne made sweet little sounds and played with herself. Her hands roamed over her body, her perfectly manicured nails dragging over her smooth skin. She called out his name, tightening her thighs around her hand.

Theo moved as if he was stuck inside a dream. He stood by the foot of the bed, watching Daphne smile up at him as she spread her legs, giving him a full view of her pussy and the vibrator.

"Bet you wish that was you, huh?" She smiled. "Bet you wish you were the one inside of me right now. I would tighten around you and move my hips until you couldn't hold it together anymore and you filled me up with your cum."

Theo's eyes darkened. He reached for her leg, but Daphne kicked his hand away.

"How dare you?" She asked, her voice playful as she flipped over and kneeled on the bed. "Don't touch me."

"We can say it's a tie," Theo said, his hands itching to touch her. "I surrender."

"It's a little to late for that," Daphne leaned forward, holding her ass up as if she wanted him to hit it from the back.

Theo's eyes traced her curves. He tried to reach for her again but Daphne moved away.

"Daphne," Theo said her name breathlessly. "Baby.....please."

Daphne smiled as if that was exactly what she wanted to hear.

"Get down on your knees, Theodore," she said. "And beg me."

Without hesitation, Theo dropped to his knees before her.

"What do you want?" Daphne asked, getting off the bed and stepping up to stand before him.

"You," Theo said, looking up as Daphne ran a hand through his hair. "Just you. Only you. Forever you."

"Then take me," Daphne smiled.

She stepped forward and placed one leg over his shoulder. Theo's hands moved to her ass as he pushed her forward, his mouth on her pussy, licking and sucking with an intensity that made Daphne's body tingle.

She gripped his hair as he picked her up and moved her to the bed. Theo removed his clothes in a haist as he loomed over Daphne and tossed the vibrator away from her. His hands were greedy as he rubbed his erection, smearing the pre-cum all over Daphne's pussy before he pushed inside.

"Oh, fuck," Theo growled, feeling Daphne for the first time without any barriers. "Oh fuck, you feel so good."

Daphne lifted her legs and wrapped them around his hips. She buried his face in the crook of her shoulder and clenched her pussy around him.

Theo immediately chuckled, the sound gravely and hearty as he rolled his hips forward and slammed into her.

"Faster," Daphne said, gripping his hair on the back of his head.

"Should I make you beg me now?" Theo asked.

"We both lost," Daphne reminded him.

"Come here," Theo yanked her up and flipped her onto the bed. "Ass up, princess."

Daphne kneeled and pushed her ass up. She spread her legs, feeling her sex throbbing as Theo pushed his cock inside and pulled her closer.

"Are you going to tease me again at work?" He asked, thrusting into her over and over.

"Yes," Daphne gripped the sheets. "A hundred times yes."

Theo chuckled, "Correct answer."

Theo leaned down and grabbed the back of Daphne's head. His fingers locked around her strands as he pushed her face into the pillows and thrust his cock into her pussy, faster and faster.

"I love you," he said as he buried her face in the pillows and gripped her hair. "I love you so fuckin much."

Daphne moaned, pushing her body back against him and moving her hips to meet his thrusts. After a few more seconds, Theo flipped her over once more and turned her onto her side. He placed his hands on her hips as she slid one leg up and he pushed inside.

"Ahhh," Daphne gasped, feeling Theo's cock stretch her.

"You're so much tighter in this position," Theo said, moving in and out, stretching her until Daphne's legs clenched. "You like this, princess?"

Daphne could not gather her thoughts. She whimpered, nodding.

"What was that, princess?" Theo asked, slapping her ass.

"Ah!" Daphne jolted as a streak of pleasure flashed through her.

"You like it?" Theo chuckled. "You like it when I slap your ass?"

"Yes," Daphne nodded.

"That's right," Theo said, slapping her ass again. "You needed this. Let me give you what you need, baby. Let me show you how much I love you."

Daphne felt her belly clench as Theo hipped her hips and moved faster, occasionally slapping her ass. The sting of his hands on her only added to the pleasure he showed her as she became completely undone. She screamed his name as her body collapsed and stars danced in her vision.

But Theo didn't stop. He never stopped until Daphne was unable to stand on her own. He pulled her off the bed and turned her away. Grabbing her elbow, he pushed his cock inside of her and continued to fuck her.

"Ah, ah..." Daphne whimpered as her body tightened once more. Her breasts hung and slapped against one another as Theo fucked her good. She clenched her legs, feeling him push his way inside of her every time until his nails dug into her arms and he released into her pussy.

"Oh, fuck," Theo hissed as he pulled himself out and rubbed his cock, spilling the rest of his cum onto Daphne's ass.

Daphne fell forward onto the bed, totally exhausted. Theo chuckled as he tried to catch his breath. He leaned down and kissed her shoulder blade.

"Are you okay, darling?" He whispered.

Daphne nodded with the sweetest smile on her lips, "Yes."

"Did I hurt you too much?" Theo asked, his lips tracing down her arm to the nail marks on her skin.

"No," Daphne shook her head.

"How's your ass?" Theo asked, placing a gentle hand on her red skin.

"Perfectly fine," Daphne said from the pillows. "You can hit harder next time if you want."

Theo laughed and kissed her lips, "Only if you like it."

"I do," Daphne blushed.

"Anything else you want me to do?"

Daphne nodded.

"What is it?" Theo asked, tucking her hair back.

"I....I like it when you put your hands on my neck," Daphne said timidly.

Theo arched his brow, "Yeah?"

Daphne nodded.

"How?" Theo placed his hand on her throat and squeezed ever so gently. "Like this?"

Daphne's lips parted and her eyes widened. She stared into Theo's eyes and nodded, "Yes..."

"Hmm," Theo chuckled. "Okay, noted, princess." 

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