Mysterious of CEO

smerizing eyes, the pink lips and the flushed cheeks enchanted me. Dr. Tyler Clark captivated me from the first moment our eyes met during an appointment. I c

ergency room has been consuming me. Getting a break has been almost impossible. Today was a lucky day, but tomorrow I'll be on 12-hour shifts. I got back to my car, stamping my feet on the asphalt to remove the excess area, got in and drove back to the apartment. Tomorrow, those mesmerizing blue eyes and that delicious mouth will tease me with sinful insinuations. Resisting Dr. Tyler Clark is becoming increasingly difficult. When we finally succumb, it will be like setting fire to hell. A single night, as he usually has, will not be enough to satisfy my burning desires. I long for that body sculpted for sin, for every inch of his soft, warm skin. And I am almost certain, without a shadow of pretense, that it will not be enough for him either. Tyler has been stalking me for a year, his lust-laden gaze consuming me. I do not deny that I feel flattered. Far from it, that I am complaining.What woman doesn't like to be courted by a man like Tyler? Handsome, with a body that borders on perfection, and a look that makes me melt, sinful. Educated, attentive, he knows how to awaken the flame of temptation inside me and other women too, for sure. Yes, combustion will be inevitable. An explosion of passion, pleasure, lust... Of total surrender, of body melting into an overwhelming ecstasy. For now, I'll keep my composure and continue with my life as normal. Go out at night, have a drink to relax and get ready for tomorrow's shift. But, while nothing happens between the two of us, the flame of temptation will continue to burn in my body, increasingly intense and uncontrollable. 4 Tyler Clark Exhausted after a chaotic day at the hospital, I finally take off my white coat and end the shift. I arrange to meet some friends for a good chat, in a cozy pub nearby. Who knows, luck will smile on me and I'll find a hottie to ease the tension. A drink and a good night of sex are the perfect combination to relax. I don't deny my nature. I confess, I'm a scoundrel, denying my needs. I'm driven by desire, by impulses that pulse through my veins. I can't live repressing them. Masturbation helps sometimes, but today I need a woman, to lose myself in her body and satisfy my needs. As soon as I get to the bar, my eyes are fixed on the gu