The Escort
With sore legs Caroline sat at the dinner table. She smiled at faceless people. She laughed at humorless jokes.
Caroline played the part.
Yet the ache in between her legs was distracting her from finishing her crème brûlée.
No. She didn't appear out of the ordinary. A spectator would say that she was acing her role.
Klaus on the other hand acted no different. Not one thing was off about his appearance.
In fact other than a brush of her hand. He hadn't acknowledged her once since they left the closet.
As if on cue. She felt his hand on her thigh. Her eyes slowly turned to his.
And the look on his face still hadn't changed.
"If we invest in the Stonewall account, I assure you Mr. Donovan, the stock prices will rise."
His hand moved further up her thigh.
"I agree, Mikaelson. Now tell me about the beautiful woman on your arm tonight?" Mr. Donovan looked directly at her.
Caroline took the initiative. "Caroline Forbes." She extended her hand across the table.
Klaus moved her dress aside and his hand to her inner thigh. She jumped slightly, but thankfully it went unnoticed.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Caroline." His took her hand and shook it.
"Likewise, Mr. Donovan. I understand you work for Klaus?" She made small talk.
"I do." He confirmed. "I'm very proud to work for a man as great as him. Even if he's an ass sometimes." His laughed echoed throughout the room.
"I'm sure he's not that bad." Caroline winked.
Klaus' hand grew more aggressive. He slipped his finger along her folds.
She was already wet. She had been since she left the closet.
She adjusted her position and allowed Klaus more access. He eagerly complied.
"I'm a great man to work for." Klaus added. His finger started to make slow motions along her clit.
Caroline did her best to hide the flushed look on her face. She quickly sipped her wine as a form of distraction.
It wasn't working very well.
"In fact. It's a proven statistic that almost ninety five perfect of the employees I hire find great pleasure in working for me." He bragged. "They say that the benefits I offer are fantastic." He emphasized his words.
Caroline felt pressure in her lower abdomen. She was happy that she was sitting because her body wouldn't be able to handle another orgasm standing.
He took another finger and slipped it deep inside her keeping his thumb on her clit.
She had no idea how he managed to look like nothing was going on when she could barely keep a straight look on her face.
"Caroline. You look a little pale." Mr. Donovan commented. "Are you alright?"
Great.
"I'm just a little dehydrated." She lied. "I'm sure I'll be fine once I finish my water." She laughed lightly.
Klaus increased his pressure testing Caroline's control. She placed her hands on the table not knowing what to so with them.
She could barely keep still. Her legs went completely numb as she felt her orgasm build.
"Just making sure." He said. "You looked as if you were about to pass out."
Before she could answer she felt her body spasm. Pleasure swept through her entire core and she could do nothing but stay still.
Klaus took over the conversation, taking away Mr. Donovan's attention from Caroline.
She hadn't the slightest clue what they were speaking of until Klaus mentioned a number.
"Two more?" He asked Mr. Donovan.
"Yes. I need two more signatures from you before I can go through with the Stonewall account. Preferably by the end of the night if you can."
"I'm sure I can definitely make that happen by the end of the night." Klaus said but Caroline knew he wasn't just talking about the signatures.