All Chapters of Dirty Attraction: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“I—Ingrid?!” Noah exclaimed in shock when he saw the temporary replacement for his executive assistant—who was currently on vacation—walk into his office.He dropped the Parker fountain pen he was holding on the table as the woman walked toward him. Three upper buttons of her white blouse were undone, revealing a rich, deep cleavage. And, wait, where the hell was her bra? He could see her ample breasts through the thin fabric of her dress. The rounded globes with perky tips instantly made his throat dry and his groin ache.Trouble.Noah swallowed hard when Ingrid finally got close to him. His eyes nearly bulged when she lifted her plum-colored pencil skirt. Her long, shapely legs looked very hot in those thigh-high black stockings.“W-w-what are you doing?” he asked nervously when she suddenly straddled his lap.“Isn’t it obvious?” Ingrid replied with a lopsided smile, her eyes clouded with desire as she looked at him. She reached for the clip holding her hair in a ponytail and undid

"Too bad you didn’t come with us!" said Pat as he had lunch with Ingrid at the RTA cafeteria."Crazy, what will I do there if ever?"Pat was Ingrid's paternal cousin, just a year older than her. They grew up together, so she considers him a brother. He was also her best friend."Well, you’ve had a crush on Maverick Logan for a long time, right? That was your chance to meet him in person!"She pouted at him. "Like I could tell my boss I wanted to tag along.""You should’ve asked if your presence was needed there. They might’ve talked about Maverick’s contract renewal. You could’ve taken notes or something. My God, Ingrid! Get rid of that shyness if you want to go far here.""What? I've been working here for almost two years now. I don’t have any bad records, okay? I honestly think I’m doing a great job," she said proudly—something she rarely did. But it was true—she knew she was good at her job and could say that with confidence. "Raffy likes me too."Their immediate superior, Raffy, d

He was being bewitched. That was Noah's first thought as he looked at the two palms that had just been holding the healthy breasts of his executive assistant. He felt dirty and ashamed of himself for wishing that he could hold those two precious globes without her clothes. Imagining what they felt like bare was already driving him horny as hell. And her scent...Jesus tap-dancing Christ!It was like someone was messing with him on purpose.He was sexually frustrated, so he dreamed of the naive executive assistant. Now, he accidentally touched her breasts. What kind of fate is this? If he even believed such a thing. He was not the type of person who believed in fate. He always believed that people always get to choose. And he could choose to forget about his stupid dream and hold the breasts of his executive assistant. Right?But holding wasn't all he wanted to do with those breasts. Noah wanted to knead those mounds and play with the nipples with his mouth...Good thing someone knocke

They ended up in a room at a nearby hotel. The woman was aggressive, and Noah liked that. Maybe because he had been on a sex diet for so long, he was eager and almost rough with his kisses and touches. He was sucking and biting her lips. He even bit her shoulder. She winced when he slammed her against the wall."S-sorry," Noah said, embarrassed."No, no. Don't be," Lara said with a laugh. "I like this," she declared with a naughty grin, then brought her mouth to his ear. "Go on, be rough with me," she whispered seductively, biting his earlobe.The woman screamed when he lifted her from the floor and threw her on the bed.He hurriedly undressed in front of her, and he could see her eyes widen with each piece of clothing he removed. She licked her upper lip when he was about to pull down his white boxers. He saw her pupils dilate and her jaw drop when he released his member. She swallowed too; she didn't expect him to be that size."Wow," she said breathlessly in admiration and lust.He

Ingrid was happy and getting used to being alone at home. Of course, she also felt a bit of sadness because she missed her cousin, especially now that she was the only one doing Zumba in the living room when she got home from work. But she was enjoying her solitude. She turned up the volume of her smart TV speakers because she had no neighbors to disturb. The unit she was renting was at the end of the building, and the one next door had been vacant since yesterday. It made her even more motivated to dance.She also decided to buy gym shorts and a tank top next time to wear while doing Zumba. Usually, she wore leggings and shirts with sleeves, even though Pat always teased her that she had nothing to hide because he was her cousin and, most importantly, he was gay. It's just that she wasn't that comfortable exposing a lot of her skin to other people.When she tried wearing a mini-skirt, her boyfriend at the time scolded her. She looked like a slut and a cheapskate, even though the deni