Page 31 of Degrees of Power
“Actually, there’s a lot going on and Carlos and Karissa are going to stay in New York tonight,” Chase says, stopping a waiter to give Don and Emily a glass. Don gives Chase a furtive look.
Emily takes a sip of her drink. “The champagne is excellent and everything’s been organized so perfectly,” she says.
“Chase’s staff took care of most of it,” I say.
“The Torzial expansion in the New York City offices is going very nicely. Jenny is getting a lot of visibility since the Houston clip went live,” Don says.
“I know. It’s been hard to keep up to the requests. She’s had to bring on more people just to answer the phones and triage the requests. It’s pretty exciting though,” I say, looking through the crowd to see if I can locate her before sending a text.
Message:Chase and I are here. Where are you?
Reply:Still with the tour group. Back to first floor shortly.
“Jenny will be down soon. She’s finishing up with the tour groups,” I say, explaining to Don and Emily before taking a sip of my drink.
“We have a table reserved for the ceremony, why don’t we find our seats before it starts and she can join us when she’s finished,” Chase says, guiding us through the crowd. We make our way through the throng of people and maze of round tables covered with crisp white linen that have been set up for the event. He holds my seat out for me as we reach the reserved table at the front of the room before sliding into the seat next to me.
Don and Emily take their seats and begin talking with a couple at our table and Chase pulls me close to him. “Feeling needy?” he asks while the others are busy conversing.
“Very, I’m not sure if I can last.”
“The night is young, Baby,” he says before Jenny finds our table and sits next to me.
She is absolutely glowing in a mint colored gown that accentuates her long brunette hair that has been pulled to one side allowing her long wavy tresses to fall gracefully around her shoulder. “How did the tour go?” I ask.
“Absolutely amazing. The entire building is already leased. There’s one more tour that I want to go on after the ceremony. One of the clients renting the entire 26thfloor is bringing his wife through. She apparently owns a decorating company and is interested in seeing the space personally.”
“I’m so excited for you,” I say, before turning my attention back to the master of ceremony who is beginning to speak. The mayor is then announced and shares the vision for the revitalization of the downtown area before Chase is introduced.
“Prestian Corporation is proud and excited to be part of this monumental undertaking. This facility will become the focal point in this area and assist in drawing new business and renewal to the city. I’d like to ask that a representative from each of our new partners help us with the ceremonial cutting of the ribbon,” he says, standing to the side as one by one the members who have signed leases begin making their way onto the stage and are handed ceremonial scissors. The cameras from members of the news teams begin flashing around us as applause from the audience erupts.
Chase and Jenny return to the table while the mayor concludes the ceremony. “To a great year,” Chase says, leading our table in a toast.
“To a great year!” Don says.
“If you’ll excuse me I’m going to head upstairs with the last tour group,” Jenny says before making her way to the procession who has gathered outside the large conference area.
“I wish Brian could have made it for the ceremony. He was instrumental in procuring this deal,” Chase says to me.
“I thought he was planning to be here,” I say.
“Business delay. He should be here momentarily,” he says, glancing at his phone.
The other members of the table are absorbed in conversation and Chase leans over and whispers, “Keep your eyes on me and do not cum, Katarina,” before a slight movement begins between my legs, slowly tightening around my clit, a slow methodical suctioning of the most private part of my body. I am in a daze, mesmerized by the dark green eyes, capturing mine, holding them like a magnet with his own. The vibration increases slightly and the pulling sensation causes an almost instant desire to cum requiring every ounce of willpower in order to control the urge and remain still in my seat.
A voice across the table begins to speak and I turn toward the sound, and thankfully Chase responds.“Yes, the reviews of the Prestian Medical Center work have far exceeded our expectations, but Katarina would be in a better position to tell you about that,” Chase says to Dr. Johnson, one of the chief medical officers at an area health organization.
The vibration subsides and I am on autopilot as I recant the various quality goals and outcome measures of the Houston project along with the improvements made in the Chicago facilities.
“Well, we are certainly interested in learning more about it as we begin looking at options for building new facilities in California,” he says.
“Excellent, let us know when you’re interested in going over the statistics. We’re at a pivotal point in changing the face of healthcare,” Chase says.
“You can be assured of that,” the man says.
“If you’ll excuse us, Katarina and I are going to mingle for a while,” he says to Dr. Johnson, Don and Emily.
Chase places his hand on the small of my back, guiding me through the room, stopping to introduce me to people from various corporations before heading to the open elevators. He presses a code into the keypad and the doors close and at the same time the vibration between my legs begins. “You have forty floors, Baby. Don’t cum or I will punish you far worse,” he says, pushing the long ringlets of hair from my face and kissing me gently. “Your face is flushed, your eyes are full of desire and your breathing is shallow. So very captivating,” he says.
