Into the Light (Untwisted series Book 3) by Alice Raine Page B

sluttishly opened my legs a little wider for him we were interrupted by a shrill and annoying ring which made me try to close my legs in shock.
    Frowning, Nathan planted his hands firmly on my thighs and opened them again before he continued with his fondle whilst digging in his inside jacket pocket with his free hand. Removing his phone he glanced at the screen and his scowl deepened. ‘Damn it, it's a meeting reminder.’ Nathan glanced up at me, ‘It's an important one too, I've got to go, I'll have to finish this later.’ he murmured with a smirk as I gasped in disappointment at the thought of being left so aroused and needy for an entire afternoon.
    ‘Can I see you tonight?’ he asked suddenly, snapping me out of my delicious pre-orgasm fog in an instant. As much as his question thrilled me, I couldn't help my eyebrows rising at his request. Nathan and I had never discussed extending our agreed times together beyond the weekends and as much as I wanted to agree, I'd left work early the last two nights to see my brother and so now had tonnes of tasks still to get done today.
    Reluctantly I shook my head, hating myself as I did so. ‘I'd love to … but I've still got loads of overtime to catch up on.’ I was clinging to the arms of my chair by this point, my insides melting and my legs writhing uncontrollably against Nathan's hand and its skilled work as he took me closer and closer to the peak I so desperately craved.
    ‘That's a shame,’ Nathan murmured, still lightly running his fingers around between my legs and driving me wild with his gentle swirls and flicks and pinches. ‘Seeing you in charge today has been quite a turn on, I was thinking we could have done a little switch.’ With his fingers doing their thing I was pretty much past speech by now, but I managed to frown. Switch ? What the hell was that?
    ‘Switching is where we change roles, I thought maybe you could be in charge for a night. Well, just a small part of a night.’ He clarified firmly, apparently reluctant to relinquish too much control over to me. ‘But if you're busy then that's just too bad.’ Change roles? I wasn't entirely sure how I felt about that, I loved the way Nathan was in charge in the bedroom. But he'd actually looked quite disappointed when I'd refused, giving me that wide-eyed little boy look that I’d seen briefly at Claridge’s on Monday. Before I could think too much about it Nathan's phone beeped again and on a curse he slipped two more fingers inside my panties and with no warning whatsoever ripped them clean from my body with a loud tearing sound that seemed to echo around my office and shunted me forwards on my seat by several inches.
    What the fuck!? I kid you not, he literally pulled my knickers so hard that they had split at the back and he was now stood upright holding the destroyed material in his hand and looking rather pleased with himself.
    My mouth was hanging open in stunned silence, I had absolutely no clue how to respond to that move.
    ‘They were my favourite knickers,’ I protested weakly. They weren't my favourite knickers, but they were a pretty pair and I needed Nathan to understand that he couldn't just go around shredding my pants whenever he felt like it, otherwise it might become a regular occurrence for him.
    He shrugged. ‘I'll get you some new ones, but seeing as you wouldn't take them off and now you're refusing to see me tonight I thought I'd take something to keep me company until I see you on Friday.’ Then with a smirk he folded my ruined panties into some semblance of a triangle and tucked them into the top front pocket of his suit jacket so they stuck out just like a handkerchief. An aquamarine, lacy handkerchief. Even in my shock I couldn't help a small gurgle of laughter at how funny they looked. Patting them, Nathan grinned wickedly at me as he turned for the door. ‘I'll keep them here for my meeting and think of you and your tempting little body.’
    Then, with no more