Am I his pacifier

Nothing was more exciting than a steamy session in his office.

He squinted at me like he was examining something on my body. His razor-sharp gaze cut through my soul. It was dangerous, terrifying yet thrilling.

“For how long were you in a relationship?

My breath seized in my throat as I heard his low voice from above.

“It was… around six around”

I couldn't help but wonder why he wanted to know. He looked as if he was thinking about something. He knew I was the one years ago, he felt it, he felt the way I yielded to him when he first thrust into me.

I couldn't figure out what he was thinking. Every second of his silence was like torture to me.

"Can I stand up, Mr. Donovan? I asked, trembling in fear.

He glanced at my face for a while and finally let me go.

I quickly stood up. I was a little shaken. I didn't forget to pick up the paper under his feet. Even as I stood meters away from him, I still felt like I had lost control over my body.

“You need to learn to behave around your boss. D