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2025-07-06 14:30:30As we kissed, Steve's cock pressed against my thigh, hard and insistent. I felt a surge of desire, my body responding to his touch with a primal urgency. I reached down, wrapping my hand around his cock and stroking it with a slow, deliberate rhythm.
Steve groaned, his body responding to my touch. He stopped me and pulled back, looking at me with a serious expression. “We can't, not today.” “I know,” I muttered. Steve laid on the bed beside me and wrapped his arms around me, holding me close. “I want to keep doing this with you," he whispered, his lips brushing against my forehead, then my eyes, my nose, and finally, my mouth. "Me too," I replied, a soft blush spreading across my cheeks as I felt warmth radiate from his touch. His expression shifted, a flicker of concern crossing his face. "Are you truly okay, Mabel? You don’t feel any pain, do you?" His gaze searched mine, the w
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(Steve's pov)“Enjoy your lunch. We'll talk later.” I lied. The damn words left a bitter taste in my mouth, a flimsy cover veiling the anger churning beneath. I wanted to drag her back, to finish what we started, to make her forget that pathetic excuse for a man.I didn't give her a chance to say another word about the stupid lunch date, didn't wait for her response. Her face, half-hidden by her hair, had already hardened with defiance, and that’s what truly twisted the knife in my gut.I spun on my heel, grabbed my clothes, the casual shirt and jeans I’d discarded carelessly, now bundled in a clenched fist. I left immediately. I slammed the bedroom door behind me, a sharp, echoing thud that resonated with the fury brewing in me, boiling in my gut.The cool air of the hallway did nothing to cool me down; if anything, it seemed to fan the flames of my rising rage. I took heavy, deliberate steps as I strode towards the exit.
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Steve watched me intently, urging me to talk.“You know exactly what I’m talking about, Steve.” I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms over my chest.“We were just about to have sex, Mabel!” He raised his hands, exasperated. “Now you're going for lunch with another guy?”“Is that what this is about?” I scoffed. “Sex?”I should have known. He wasn't worried about me going to lunch with Luke. He was just annoyed we'd been interrupted.“You're not bothered that he interrupted us, Mabel?”Jerk. Asshole. Selfish prick.“No, Steve. I’m not bothered about it,” I stated calmly, my voice steady. “I already made up my mind last night.” I couldn’t and wouldn't, tumble into another chaotic relationship, especially not with my boss. Steve's jaw tightened. The flash of hurt vanished, replaced by a cold, hard glare that made me shiver despite the warmth of the room. He took a step closer, h
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I thought he had left, and a pang of disappointment shot through me. But I was wrong. I knew he'd already seen every part of my body, but him seeing me like this, standing naked in my bedroom, was still deeply embarrassing. I groaned internally.Steve's eyes darkened with desire, still wearing nothing but the towel that hung loosely on his waist. He closed the door with a quiet click and began to walk towards me. I spun around, fumbling to pull my bra on. I could feel his gaze burning into my backside as he got closer, his footsteps silent, yet loud enough to tell me exactly when he stopped behind me, towering over me.Then came the cold contact of his palm on my ass cheek. He gently squeezed, then delivered a light slap that echoed through the room, making me gasp in shock. Still, I refused to turn around. I wouldn't let him see the immediate effect his touch had on me. If I gave in now, he'd probably have me right here on the dresser.As I
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The question hung in the air, cold and heavy. My eyes were still wide, fixed on him, waiting for the final blow. My whole body felt numb, frozen in place. This couldn't be real. My mind was just blank, except for that one terrifying thought. My boss. Steve held my gaze, his expression unreadable for a moment. Then, a slight curve touched his lips, not quite a smile, but something close. "Not exactly, no," he said, his voice calm, like we were just discussing the weather. "I don't hire or fire people, Mabel. I don't manage the day-to-day. But, yes, in a way, I suppose I am.” He didn't sound bothered. Not at all. He sounded amused. Like this whole situation, my shock, my panic, was just another thing he found interesting. He reached out, his hand gently touching my cheek. "It doesn't matter, Mabel. Does it?" he murmured, his thumb brushing my skin. "It doesn't change anything between us.” Us? My mind screamed. I don't even k
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(Steve's pov) "Would you like to give this whore head, Mabel?" I murmured, my voice a low, dangerous growl. Her eyes were wide, still glazed with the remnants of her orgasm and a fresh wave of embarrassment. But she didn't flinch away. Her hand, still limp from her climax, was now wrapped around my shaft, thanks to my guidance. Then, with a subtle shift, she took control. Her fingers tightened, firm and possessive, and her thumb, so soft yet so deliberate, glided across the tip of my cock, smearing the precum that was already leaking. A low groan ripped from my chest, raw and involuntary. Fuck. Just that simple touch, that quiet confidence she suddenly showed, nearly undid me. My fingers instinctively loosened their hold on her hand, letting her have it. "I don't mind giving this whore head," she whispered, her voice low and husky, a defiant glint s
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