The Desires of My Boss

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ow the city like a picture, the lights below flickering, reminding me how small everything is compar

ht now. The only thing I can think ab

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can still smell her perfume on my skin, still see the way her plump lips trembled wh

ning in the clean, modern space. Everything in here is perfec

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truly want, makes my body ache with need. Every second I watched her, imagining how

bbing the hard bulge in my pants. I'm rock solid, thinking about what I could do to her

ng me to stop but also begging for more. Her legs

oming faster as I grip my co

een this way all morning. I am not going to torture myself and t

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stress. She gets too cl

tap impatiently on the couch as I wait.

es," she purrs, already kn

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the marble floor as she walks in. Her eyes are hung

excitement clear in her vo

nd she follows me withou

set up with everything I need to feed the darkest parts of my

grab Ruby by the waist, pulling her to me. She ga

onto hers. She moans, arching her body into me as my hands roam over her, squeezing

tied up, her arms stretched above her head. I tear her clothes off pi

lick every bit of skin I uncover. I move lower, my fingers trailing over her

resses on her clit. Her body jerks against the chains, her moan

growled into her ear. "An

and rough, I increase the vibration making her scream as her body arches. I keep moving it in and out

er. My cock straining with need. I grab her hips

ing as I take her over and over. The thought drives me crazy, and two h

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eet the familiar face behind the desk. She smiles at me like always, knowing I'm the girl who won't give up on her mom. I've spent so much money trying to keep

ough I promised myself I wouldn't cry. I always end up crying when I see her like this. I spend the next few hours talking to her, t

my thoughts get

d to swallow me whole. The way he made me feel so small but so

r, my body is on fire. It's like I can still fee

ress. What's wrong with me? I shouldn't be thinking about him like this, but I can't stop. The w

ers drift lower, slipping benea

me, his dark eyes pierced into mine.

myself, pretending it's him. "Yes," I gasp,

owls, his breath hot

ming in quick, ragged bursts. "I'm y

that it feels real. His hands would be everywhere, pulling me apart, and makin

is body slamming into mine as I scream his name.

aves of pleasure shaking m

need doesn't go away. It's

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or later, I won't