The CEO's Seductive Doll-Chapter 122: Under the Table Fun with the Doll

[Warning: This Chapter contains explicit sexual content.]

Evan turned deathly pale as he heard Mrs. Abel’s voice.

Shit.

His eyes immediately shifted down under the table where Eternity was hiding in between his legs. Her moss-green eyes gleamed mischievously while a smirk formed on the corner of her lips.

Shit. Shit. Shit!

Her hands were still wrapped around his cock, giving it a tight grip as if she had no plans of letting it go soon, rendering him unable to hide his cock back inside his pants.

"Someone’s here!" He said in a hushed yet panicked tone.

"I know," Eternity replied teasingly. "This is where the fun begins."

Before he could ask what she meant by that, she began lowering her head until her lips were so close to touching Evan’s tip. His icy blue eyes seemed to have melted as they dilated in horror.

"Eternity, no--"

But it was of no use trying to stop her. Eternity engulfed his manhood in one swift motion, involuntarily making Evan let out a not-so-quiet groan.

"SHIIIIIIT!"

"Sir?" Mrs. Abel called out in a worried tone. "Are you alright?"

"Y-yes!" Evan stammered a reply, his voice unusually strangled and high-pitched. "Just leave it on Etern—the new secretary’s table. I’ll have her hand it to me."

From the other side of the translucent glass door, he could vaguely see Mrs. Abel nod her head. Just when he thought she understood the memo and would leave him alone, Mrs. Abel spoke again.

"But she’s not at her table," she pointed out. "These documents were marked as ’urgent,’ meaning they required quick attention and immediate action to be taken, sir."

"I know what ’urgent’ means, Mrs. Abel," Evan said through gritted teeth, trying his best not to accidentally let out a weird sound. "Just leave it there."

Meanwhile, Eternity was still skillfully bobbing her head on Evan’s cock, sucking it like her life depends on it.

... Well, this was technically true since her power source was literally his semen.

"Fuuuuck," Evan swore.

His voice must’ve been louder than intended because Mrs. Abel spoke in a worried tone.

"Sir Holz, are you truly sure that you’re alright? You sound..."

"I’m fine!" he shouted this time, completely masking his tone of want with a voice of irritation. "Just leave it on her table, understood?"

"U-understood, Sir," Mrs. Abel replied, sounding a bit nervous after Evan’s outburst.

Her silhouette immediately disappeared from the translucent glass wall soon after, indicating that she finally did as she was told and left.

Evan took a sigh of relief, only for his breathing to hitch mid-way as Eternity continued giving him the most amazing blowjob a man had ever experienced.

"Eternity..." he groaned.

Eternity made a ’pop!’ sound as she removed her lips from his cock.

"Is she gone already?" Eternity queried, her chin dripping with saliva and what Evan could only guess as pre-cum.

Evan nodded before placing his weight on his soles to push himself and the office chair away from the table.

"You can stop hiding now."

Eternity emerged from underneath the table, a look of contentment written all over her face.

"Did you enjoy it?" she asked, walking a few steps just so she could talk closer to Evan.

"Enjoy it?" he snarled. "You almost gave me a heart attack!"

Eternity pouted. "So you didn’t enjoy it?"

Evan opened his mouth to argue, but his brain couldn’t come up with something remotely logical to say.

Instead, he closed his lips and turned away from her, trying his best to hide how crimson his face had become.

"I knew it!" Eternity beamed. "But I know you’d feel better if I made you cum!"

"I think I’d feel mortified if I came while talking to Mrs. Abel, Eternity," he pointed out, grimacing.

Eternity paused as if giving his words some thought.

"That’s true."

Evan let out a tired sigh as he stood up from his chair. His trousers that lay low on his hips almost fell down on the floor, but he caught it just in time.

"Eternity, can you hand me some tissues? I have a box of them on my table."

She blinked cluelessly but did as she was told.

When she handed him the tissues, he took them with a soft ’thank you’ before wiping the mixture of human fluids off of Eternity’s face.

"You don’t need to, Evan," Eternity frowned but allowed him to clean her face. "But thank you, I appreciate it."

Evan smiled but didn’t say anything.

Once he was done cleaning her, Evan began wiping his manhood with a new set of tissues.

"I hadn’t even made you cum yet," Eternity pointed out, frowning as she watched him wipe the spit from his dick.

"It’s fine," Evan said dismissively. "The excitement was too much for me. Look."

He pointed at his now clean member, which had considerably softened but was not completely flaccid.

"It’ll calm down on its own," Evan assured her. "You don’t need to do anything more."

"I thought office sex would turn you on but it gave the opposite effect," Eternity muttered, her expression evidently crestfallen.

"I think the idea of getting caught might be an arousing thought, but the actual experience of being caught is another thing altogether," he explained, throwing the used tissue inside the trash bin and returning his dick back inside his boxers.

Eternity’s expression didn’t change, yet she nodded in defeat.

"Let me help you," she said just as Evan was about to fix his trousers back in place.

Judging from her tone, it wasn’t an offer but more of an insistence.

Before Evan could reject her offer, she began pulling his trousers up and closing the zipper. She also buckled his belt, making sure his trousers were perfectly presentable. Once she was done, Evan muttered a soft ’thank you.’ But instead of replying to his gratitude, Eternity didn’t drop the topic.

"Still," she persisted. "Don’t you think it ruins the thrill of office sex if there’s no one to catch you doing it?"