Chapter 41

YVONNE'S P.O.VHe was thick And longAnd....well endowed. Perfectly, powerfully made.My toes dug into the carpeted floorI writhed underneath Mr Voss's hold, my body going slack and losing at the same time, his tip lined with my slick pussy had me feeling all sorts of feelingsEven my back hole puckered.Christ “Clayton" I moaned when he fisted his cock in his hands, sliding it against my slick folds.My eyes rolled into the back of my sockets. I grabbed the side of the desk for my dear lifeMr Voss slid his length over my lower lip, the sound of our wet skin rubbing together made me bite down on another moan“Look how pretty this pussy is" he murmured more to himselfI arched my back, not able to wait any longer. “Come on, Clayton," I urged. “Please"My breasts were tender, and I rubbed them against the surface of the flat table, the friction shooting down to my core.Mr Voss let out a shattered breath as he slid his cock over my folds again. “Fuck" he muttered darkly. His eyes we

Last Updated : 2025-10-24

Chapter 42

CLAYTON'S P.O.VThe suite was equipped with everything a billionaire could need to unwind and relax.I turned on the water and poured some oils into the bathtub, aside from the cleaners who entered to keep it tidy, no one else had access to my private suite in Goshen.When I returned to the lounge chamber intending to clean her up, I found Yvonne still bent over the desk. The pale skin on her backside and thighs were pink from how hard I gripped her I felt my cock twitch.Her body was slack and trembling, her long lashes fluttered against her flushed skin as she fought not to give in to sleep. She kept blinking, staring at nothing, as I stalked towards her, I caught her small voice as she whispered “Wow" over and overA proud smile tilted the side of my lips. I love seeing her like this, thoroughly spent, wrecked, and wondrous all at once. My seed glistening inside her swollen sex beckoned on something inside of me, something twisted and primitiveDeadly even. My essence between thos

Last Updated : 2025-10-25

Chapter 43

YVONNE’S P.O.V. The toaster chimed, snapping me out of my thoughts. I grabbed the slices of bread before they got burned, prepared my sandwich, and put it into a paper bag. Then, I rushed for the door, not sparing time to check my reflection in the mirror.It was my first time being late to work.But between what happened last night and what happened again while Mr Voss “cleaned” me in the tub, I was exhausted. My body still ached in places I didn’t know could feel pleasure, and my mind hadn’t stopped replaying the sound of his voice, the way he’d said my name like it belonged to him.I could barely remember him driving me home or tucking me into bed like I was something fragile. And so I woke up late.Late but... different. More energized and happier than I could remember.I arrived at the bus station just in time. Throughout the ride, I kept trying to reach out to Sasha, who hadn't replied to my text in days. It was so unlike her. I know her job at the Set could be demanding, but

Last Updated : 2025-11-07

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