The CEO pregnant submissive

ched Mr. Zane's office door. She wasn't supposed to be here, but the temptation had been too strong, like it alway

set foot here, and every time, her h

in control of his family's billion-dollar company. To her, he was unattainable-an impossibly handsome man

sion, or the brief moments when their gazes would lock. It was maddening. He was a man who

office was always thick with his presence, his power. She closed the doo

racing the edge of his desk, imagining what it would feel like to

moans swallowed by the quiet hum of the office. The soaked thongs she'd left behind, hidden in drawers or slipped into the leather chair, were

s he

he fabric barely covering her ass. She wasn't sure if it was the thrill of being almost caught or t

ew it was wrong to snoop, but the wrongness was part of what made it so exciting. Her top clung to h

e caught her like thi

his gaze on her body, his control over her, sent a shiver down her spine. She'd imagined this moment so many times, but it

ping today wou

at eighteen(well technically she

ehind her, and her brea

. Zane walked in, his usual commanding presence filling the

ecognition. Did he know? Had he found her soaked thongs? Did

d down her body, taking in her tight outfit, her expo

ow and calm, though there wa

sent shivers down her spine, and she didn

she stammered, but the words felt hea

r. Zane," she said, her voice sweet, innocent-like she hadn't just

and in that moment, she

at

a

ly trying to mask the memory of being bent over Mr. Zane's desk, her mind racing with anything but innocent thoughts. His gaze

sparkling with a mix of vulnerability and desire. Zane's finger glided down her cheek, tracing the line of her lips

ung heavy between them. Just as she parted her lips to speak,

hing, the door creaked open again, and he

ing me the extra time off. I couldn't mi

at as her father stepped into the room, completely un

ings too far with his boss. "It's hard to believe my little girl's turning 18 tomorrow.

er heart was still racing. "Y

n't give anything away, but he was already back in c

gh there was a flicker of something in his eyes when he looked at Rain.

"I appreciate that, Mr. Zane. You've always been very understanding. Rain and I... well, w

far she'd gone in her obsession with Mr. Zane, how often she'd fantasized about the man standin

talking . I've got a few things to finish up before we head out." He turned to Rain,

smile. "Sure, Dad.

oom, completely unaware of the unspoken tension still

eeling her pulse start to slow. Mr. Zane was silent for a

tly, his voice low and dangerous. "You don

crossing a line-hell, she'd been crossing it for months now-but she couldn't stop herself.

spered, meeting his gaze head-on

eat. He looked like he was on the edge of losing control, but just as quickly

ly before turning away fro

nsion still hanging in the air, but she kne

heart racing as she headed downstairs to meet her fa

ng would