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ดูเพิ่มเติมI Can’t Stop Fantasizing About My Straight Boss’s Pussy
I had been losing my mind for exactly twenty-nine days.
Ever since Elena Voss hired me as her personal secretary, I've stayed soaked at my desk every single morning.
She was thirty-one.
Tall, with sharp cheekbones and those striking ice-blue eyes.
Her ass looked incredible in the fitted pencil skirts she wore, making my mouth water every time she walked past.
Elena was straight.
Engaged to some boring finance guy and completely off-limits in every way that mattered.
Until she looked at me with those fuckable eyes, and I decided that she wasn’t.
It probably wasn't right. I knew but when I touched my wet folds, thinking of her sweet smell and how her hair would feel in my fist. There was no going back. I just had to have her.
I gave myself a week.
Seven days to seduce my untouchable boss until she turned into a dripping, begging mess who forgot her boyfriend even existed.
Seven fucking days.
It seemed impossible but I was determined.
Day One began with the shortest black skirt I owned. I wore nothing underneath it. Letting my nipples strain beneath the fabric as the ac air cooled my skin.
My tiny white blouse also had a couple buttons undone.
At 8:14 AM, I walked into Elena’s office. Swaying my hips gently and carrying her usual black coffee.
“Morning, Elena." I greeted sweetly as I set the cup down. Bending over her desk more than necessary.
My skirt rode up high enough that if she looked, she would see the soft curve of my bare ass.
Behind me, Elena glanced up from her laptop. My lips curled as those cool blue eyes moved over me once, then again.
“Claire… is that appropriate for the office?”
I bit my lip and tilted my head, keeping my expression innocent. “What do you mean? It feels a little warm today.”
Elena remained frozen.
Still hiding my smile, slowly, I turned, pretending to adjust the files on her shelf.
Then I arched my back so my ass pushed out toward her.
She was looking.
I could feel her stare burning into me. And when I glanced over my shoulder, the faintest pink had touched her cheeks.
Score.
All day I kept it up. I leaned over her desk to point at spreadsheets. I brushed my breasts against her arm when I handed her documents. I crossed and uncrossed my legs slowly whenever she called me in for notes.
By six in the evening Elena’s voice had grown tighter than usual and she snapped at me more often.
“Claire, that is enough for today.”
Inside me, I was dying with laughter but outwardly, I lifted my brow. “Are you sure, boss?”
Her eyes narrowed and she gritted out. “Go home.”
Giving Elena the sweetest smile I could muster, I agreed. “Okay.”
No point in ruining all the fun now.
This was only Day One. I still had six more days to break her.
**Chapter 4: MY BULLY AND THE BOY WHO USED TO LAUGH AT ME FINALLY USE ME TOGETHER**Jordan’s cock is still heavy on my tongue when Avery decides the hour is almost up.She pulls her fingers away from my clit at the last second, leaving me aching and empty, then looks at the clock on the wall.“Door stays mostly closed. If anyone walks past they hear quiet. That means both of you keep the noise down. Jordan—sit in the teacher’s chair. She rides. I want to watch her take it.”Jordan moves like he has been waiting for the order. He sits in Mr. Kellerman’s chair, trousers open, cock still wet from my mouth. Avery helps me off the desk, turns me around, and guides me backward until I am straddling his lap. The uniform skirt is still bunched at my waist. My underwear is gone. She reaches between us, wraps her hand around him, and lines him up with my entrance.“Slow,” she tells me. “I want to see it stretch you.”I sink down.The first inch forces a broken sound out of my throat. He is thic
**Chapter 3: SHE MAKES ME STAY AFTER AGAIN AND THIS TIME SOMEONE ELSE IS WATCHING**I barely sleep.Every time I close my eyes I feel her fingers inside me and the way she forced me to look at her while I came. By morning my body is still humming and the ordinary hallway noise of the school feels sharper than usual. Avery finds me at my locker before first period. She does not speak. She simply reaches past me, hooks one finger in the collar of my blouse, and pulls it down just far enough to show the faint bruise her mouth left on the upper curve of my breast. Then she lets the fabric snap back and walks away like nothing happened.The message is clear.Detention is no longer optional. It is scheduled.When the final bell rings I go straight to Mr. Kellerman’s classroom without being told. He looks surprised to see me, then irritated, then resigned. Avery is already in her usual seat. He gives us the same speech as yesterday—door stays open, he will be in the department office—and lea
**Chapter 2: MY BULLY KEEPS HER HAND ON MY THROAT AND MAKES ME ADMIT HOW WET I AM**Avery’s thumb keeps moving across my nipple through the thin bra.The classroom is so quiet I can hear the soft scrape of her boot against the tile every time she shifts her weight. Her knee is still pressed between my thighs, holding them open. The hand on my throat stays light but constant, a reminder that she can tighten it whenever she wants. My blouse is open to the third button. Cool air from the hallway drifts across the skin she has exposed.“Breathe,” she says. “You’re starting to look like you might pass out and I haven’t even done anything yet.”I force a breath in. It shakes on the way out. Avery watches my face with that same sharp, assessing look she uses right before she says something cruel in front of other people. Only now there is no audience. Just the two of us and the open door that suddenly feels much farther away than it is.She pops another button.The blouse falls fully open. M
**BULLY LOVES ME****Chapter 1: I GET STUCK IN DETENTION WITH MY BULLY AND FINALLY HEAR WHAT SHE REALLY THINKS**The classroom is almost empty when the final bell rings.I stay in my seat because I have no choice. Mr. Kellerman already wrote my name on the board under “Detention – 4:00 to 5:30.” The reason listed is “disruptive behavior,” which is rich considering I spent the entire period trying to disappear while Avery Cole and her little group made my life hell from the back row.Avery is still here.Of course she is.She sits two desks away, boots kicked up on the chair in front of her, scrolling through her phone like the extra hour is a personal insult. Her uniform skirt is rolled at the waist the way the teachers always complain about but never actually punish. Dark hair in a messy knot. Sharp mouth painted the same deep red she has worn since the first day of term. She is the reason I take the long way to every class. She is the reason my locker has been jammed with trash thre
Chapter 3I had forgotten my phone charger. That was the only reason I returned to the office at 9:30 p.m. Everyone had left.The building sat mostly dark except for the single light still glowing in Elena’s corner office. I pushed the glass doors open quietly. I was just going to grab the char
My phone rings on the table beside me.Mom’s name flashes on the screen.Marcus doesn’t stop.He’s got me bent over the table again, cock buried deep in my dripping pussy, fucking me with steady, powerful strokes.“Answer it,” he growls, hand tightening around my throat just enough to make me dizzy
CHAPTER 2He’s so big.Marcus’s thick cock stretches my pussy wider than anything I’ve ever felt. He’s only halfway in and I already feel full, walls fluttering around him desperately.“Fuck, princess… you’re gripping me so tight. Such a good little schoolgirl cunt.”I’m still bent over the table,
CHAPTER 1I’m trying so hard to be good.Mom left for her business trip this morning, kissing my forehead and telling me to behave while she’s gone for the whole week. She has no idea that the moment her car pulled out of the driveway, my mind went straight to the forbidden place it always does.My












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