In My Billionaire Boss's Bed

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ffice. She's a little timid, compared to last night where s

t. I know her type and she's definitely one of those many one

lose their virginity to a complete stranger

ave done anything with her if I knew she's just twenty three. I'm practica

u

ng with an important client. I rise to my feet and grab

h to accommodate twenty attendees. My father, who founded the company, liked functional

There's also a huge window that overlooks th

r his legacy since he died tragically in a car accident when I was just nine

ble and take a seat. The meeting starts and I'm barely able to register what they're talking about. I'm

images that floods my mind-Peach's hands pulled up, handcuffed to my bed and her lush

blood. I usually don't fantasize about any of my one night stands. Well, not until now. I'

a distr

surreptitiously prop my phone against the notebook. It's completely out of

rfe

en't-and I shift my attention back to my phone. A notification pops up. It's from THE dating app. I click

At least, not until the app matched me with Peach. Bu

possibl

nsider love if they had their ex-wife steal crucial information on their company and give it to a rival company, t

eventeen is a

to Sort by Proximity. As the app reloads, I hear so

snaps toward her. She's my younger sister but

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d slightly, eyeing m

ike to make

es to

, my phone clatters to the floor, and I suddenly have a vision of i

change because I have no idea what we're talking ab

walking out of the conference room. My phone

from you.' I guess I'll be h

*

the room. She's somewhat short, her long red hair curling artfully and flowing over he

es her belt and toss the coat on the floor. Now it's just her in her heels. Her body is exactly

pants. I lift her chin and kiss her forcefully as she t

as she begins to bob up and down on it. I'm a bundle of tense muscles

Not wearing a bra underneath her shirt. She's lying on a bed and her gorgeous eyes gaze up at me lik

asts are bare, all pretty and soft. She cup

my tongue to make her feel good. The flesh between her legs is as pink as the sheets on her bed.

es taut, and I feel like a beast starved for

ip on my pulsing dick tightens, her hands moving fa

n my eyes, Steph is looking up at me, her face stained with white li

e me cum like

l,