The CEO'S Maleficence

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I don't know how far I'm willing for this to go. I need this job. That's the

s on top of them." There's a rasp to his voice now. Damn. Hav

push down the left cup

k at that nipple. So pink and pretty and

it's not from what he's saying. It's not. It

If I weren't sweating. What is wron

sound stupid or immature coming from

ock like I expected. His hands are braced on the desk and he's just watching me. Watching my f

m disgusted by this. By this whole situation that he's putting me

, so low it's almost like it's mesmerizing me. That's what it is. I'm not

, and then roll the nipple in your fingers. Grab both your breasts

ever done in my life. But I do it. I gr

is teeth. "Like that, that's right my pretty gi

r been in my life. He slowly moves from the desk. I see

e rougher. Squeeze your nipple be

do

t fucking know what it is or how to describe it. But it smells

hat happened before. It's my choice to be here. I could leave

o yet. And not just because of needing the money. There's a telltale heat that's started in my stomach. It shoo

close my hands holding my breasts are near enough to brush his chest, he only ru

u wet, pr

I doing? How did I get myself into this situation?But Bryan Stirling doesn't freeze. He moves again, this time shifting around behind me. His breath is hot in my ear

hes my hands gently away

he...?

for Christ's sake. What the hell is he talking about? He's calling me a slut and talking about me li

while he's still massaging my breasts. God, how long has it been since I've fe

down there. I need- I mean, God, I need-holy shit-can I

But this guy is like a virtuoso. I bet sex with him would be insane. Because that's what he wants, right? That's where this is leading? He wants a Perso