Chapter Eight - Whiplash

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Benjamins POV

I step outside into the corridor, away from the noise. I scroll through my missed call list to find mum's number.

"Hey Mum." I say in the speaker. "Everything alright?"

"Yes love. Just wanted to  check in, make sure you boys are behaving."

We continue to converse, with my eyes glued to the floor as I make my way down the corridor.

I turn the corner and come to a halt as I lift my gaze higher.

Just my luck.

I see Alexis standing over by the empty reception table, busy typing away on her phone, giggling with her back towards me

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I see Alexis standing over by the empty reception table, busy typing away on her phone, giggling with her back towards me. I wasn't ready to see her again, not after how I left things in the elevator yesterday, but seeing her just a couple metres away from me, I just couldn't help myself. I wanted to continue where we left off, have her in my arms again, kiss those beautiful soft lips, touch her sweet dripping pussy, have her moan my name.

"Mum, I gotta go." I softly speak into the speaker now. "Call you again. Love you."

"Okay darling. Don't do anything silly now."

Too late.

I quickly hang up and continue to stare intently at Alexis, my fists quickly clenching up as I contemplate my next moves.

It's a good thing I went for a run this morning, though it didn't completely drain all the pent up frustration away from my body, I was in a somewhat semi approachable mood

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It's a good thing I went for a run this morning, though it didn't completely drain all the pent up frustration away from my body, I was in a somewhat semi approachable mood. I look around, making sure we were indeed alone before making my way over to her.

She was still engrossed in the conversation she was having on her phone. I cheekily slide both hands around her waist, while I whisper in her ear "Hello Kitten."

She jumps away from me, with a mixed look of guilt and terror on her face. "Jesus! What the fuck Benji."

I smirk. "Jumpy this morning kitten." I say, leaning against the reception table while she now has her back against the glass pane door.

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