Falling from Grace: A Billionaire Romantic Suspense series (The Filth Monger Series Book 1)

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down on the top stair, trembling with misery and relief, and wondering, yet again, what I was going to do.

Ten
     
     
    ‘Dear God.’
    I was in Giles’s chambers, the following lunchtime. I’d called him the previous night, on the way back from the nature reserve, to give him the joyful news. I think the tone of my voice must have alarmed him, because he’d cut the conversation short before I’d had time to fill him in on any details. Instead, he’d demanded I stop by his office with the tape.
    His chambers were typical of someone in his office. The high ceilings and oak-panelled walls were straight out of the Victorian days, and stank of whiskey and old books. They were like the rooms of every master I’d ever had, at school and university, but scaled up to something approaching magnificence. The TV in the corner looked out of place; the image frozen on the screen, even more so.
    Giles had just been watching Felicity, being eaten out pretty thoroughly by Rick, and he was sitting with his head in his hands, staring down at his desk. Rick had just got up, leaving her totally exposed; lolling back, tits out and her pussy spread wide. It wasn’t a sight to delight any father, and I hastily clicked the remote, trying to find a slightly less indecent frame to pause it on. It wasn’t easy.
    ‘I can leave it there, if you want.’ I pointed the remote at the screen again, ready to switch it off.
    No.’ Giles looked up, sharply. ‘I need to know it was handled in the correct way. I see no evidence of that so far. Continue.’
    I sighed, and pressed the remote, rewinding it by mistake, so that we were subjected, once again, to the sight of Rick’s ass, his head buried deep between Felicity’s thighs.
    I was furious with him. He’d put himself, and the others, at risk for no good reason. Worse than that, he’d disobeyed a direct order. I’d have to deal with him later.
     
    I watched the tape intently now. I hadn’t been able to face watching it all the way through the night before, and had left it to Alex to sift through. Now I was hoping it’d come out as well as he’d claimed.
    When Rick finally pulled away, Felicity just lay there for a few moments, rubbing at her clit. Then she put two fingers into her mouth and sucked on them coquettishly, before sliding them into her cunt. She lay there, frigging herself, her eyes closing briefly in ecstasy.
    The guys were too fired up by now to put up with that for more than a few moments.
    ‘Come on, gorgeous.’ Rick leaned forward again, holding out his hand. She pulled her fingers out and took his hand with her free one, allowing him to drag her out the car. Once she’d got her balance in her heels, she held her other hand to his mouth, and pushed her wet fingers in past his lips.
    He sucked on them, pushing them deeper inside, then put one hand behind her and, clasping her bare ass cheek, pressed her naked pussy up against his crotch.
    The others had had enough by this stage.
    ‘Come on, guys,’ said Matt. ‘Let’s get this little beauty laid.’
     
    ‘Gorgeous?’ Giles no longer seemed so defeated, more irritated. ‘Little beauty? What the hell is this?’
    ‘Bear with me.’
    I watched as the guys dragged her into a copse of trees. She kept stumbling, her heels getting caught in the mud and the tree roots. They were all laughing; the guys grabbing at her ass and tits every time she fell into them. I was sure was doing it on purpose. She was certainly enjoying it.
    Giles stood up. ‘I’ll be in my antechamber,’ he said. ‘Call me when it’s worth my while watching.’
    And he left the room.
    I didn’t blame him. I could only imagine how soul-destroying it must have been for him, watching it. I could understand his irritation, too, and I felt responsible. I hadn’t been able to follow his instructions to the letter. It wasn’t in me. She’d given no hint that she wanted to be treated in the way Giles had requested.
    At least let her enjoy it first,

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