The CEO Is Obsessed With Me

ons laid out had me cursing at the

nd the reward for each survey was to determin

nd freckles scattered across my cheeks, but puberty kicked in late and bloomed when I had just graduated high school. My body had taken a shape I was finally proud of

e than to pursue my dream job as a fashion designer. Now I work for the best fas

g I had achieved so far came with a price, and

-eight-year-old virgi

f 'Never have I ever' bothered me.

g the wall of my room. I also watched porn, preparing myself for the golden hour. I didn't want to be seen as inexperienced, but the painfu

of my can of soda as I began answering the questions. After thirty long minutes of r

wrapped birthday present appeared next, and

tching box, taking another long sip of

sex bucket list, compiled from my answers from the survey. "That's interesting." it also ha

as Luke Graham, my boss and the CEO of the company I worked for. I only saw him in passing, but even from a distance, his beauty could be des

smile and talent. But he also seemed like someone who would be ruthless in bed, his sex scenes in movies never fa

. It wasn't like anyone else was going to see it, and the chances of me actually pulling it off were low. But it

her bold n

y and del

delus

a silent yawn, her paws nonchalantly brushing against the keypads of my laptop as

heed to her cuteness, brushing my cheeks aga

laptop screen, but th

t as I cradled Chelsea in my arms and shut down the device. The Turkish Angora cat jumps in excitement as she spots her well-made

a sexy night with Caspian, cuddled under these very same bedsheets. I had wanted to ask him to join me inside for a little

e a slithering predator, and I let my eyes flutter cl

e deemed it fit, I might be able

I paid no mind to it, already falling into a d

y phone glowed

uccessfull