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Teasing My Shy Boss (1)

"Amy!" I gasp at the mention of my name, sitting upright and staring at the computer in confusion. "Were you even listening to me?" He snorts and shakes his head in his usual manner that shows how pathetic he finds me but I always find it amusing. "Yes, boss." I slur, blinking at him through heavily-lidded eyes. He looks away, hating it when I try to act cute with him after making a mistake. He clears his throat and turns back to me. "Do you have everything I dictated down?" It takes determination to not react at that time because I have nothing down. I have nothing down. Truth is that I haven't been jotting but daydreaming instead. His voice does that to me. I can't seem to focus anywhere near him and it's frustrating that he doesn't take note of anything except work. He is extremely shy and socially awkward that he doesn't recognize any of the lights I have been shining his way, despite how extremely green they are. "What do you think of asides work?" He asks, exa

Teasing My Shy Boss (2)

I stand up, pull up my already short skirt and head to his office. I smile as the door opens, telling myself that he wants me as much as I want him. He would have locked the door if he didn't. I stare in surprise at the sight before me. Aiden has his tie off his neck and his hair ruffled, giving him a more attractive look. One of his hands is below the desk and I don't have to be a genius to know what he is doing. "What do you want?" He asks, his voice husky. I smile as I move forward. "The dictation. I brought my notes." "I thought you didn't hear anything I said." Knowing how distracted I am in his presence, I have a recorder on my desk so I can listen later to anything he tells me. I don't tell him that though. "I told you that you distract me. My brain started working the moment you left." "Don't," he lets out a groan, looking tortured. I have never seen him this way asides his usual composed self and I get wetter for him, squeezing my legs together in desire. His gaze

One Last Night With a Stranger (1)

"You have just three months left to live." I stare at the doctor, wishing that I am deaf and he hasn't just proclaimed a death sentence on me. I fight back the tears threatening to spill out of my eyes, hating how pathetic my life is. I am just twenty-two, freshly out of college and have a ton of debts on my neck. I have spent years being the best student, trying to prove to the scholarship board that I am worth their sweats. I have worked tons of part-time jobs to make up for what the scholarship couldn't cover. I have missed out on many fun activities, not daring to be as adventurous as my peers are. Why now? Why will I have a strange disease and have to die suddenly when it is time for me to enjoy my labors? Is my life meant to be that hard? Was I born to suffer and die just like that? I have no one to ask. My mother had dumped me unceremoniously at the side of the road as a two-month-old baby. There, a good Samaritan had picked me up and taken me to the orphanage. I had sur

One Last Night With a Stranger (2)

A slow satisfied grin jumps on my lips as he pushes me against the door the moment we walk into the hotel, tugging impatiently at my clothes. I am impatient as well to get rid of the hindrance and help in dealing with the mess. I am desperate to feel his skin on me and in me. Within seconds, I am naked and I don't feel ashamed as I had thought I would every time I had imagined my first night with a stranger. The glow in his eyes as he takes me in makes me forget that I am with a man I barely know. "You are beautiful." He whistles, running his tongue over his lip in that flirty way I have come to love. I don't believe him but I smile. "It's my turn to tell you that you are beautiful." I say with an arch of my eyebrows. He understands what I mean and barks out a loud amused laugh. I love how in sync we are and wonder where he was all my life. He undresses himself slowly and teases me all through. I let out a whimper as I glimpse bit by bit every inch of his perfect body. I can't

Playing Cupid With My Bestie (1)

"Extend my regards to your boyfriend." Sally, my roommate says as I pack my bag for the holiday. I roll my eyes, hating hearing the same tease for years and giving the same response. "Logan isn't my boyfriend." I respond with a sigh, reminding her just as I have always been reminding everyone else. "Yeah, yeah." She chuckles, not believing me. "I hear you, Chloe." I sigh and shake my head, choosing to ignore her. No one ever believes that Logan isn't my boyfriend. Is it that hard to be besties with a boy? Must people attach weird feelings to our strictly platonic relationship? Logan is the last boy I want to be involved with sexually. Not that he isn't a stunner, he is drop-dead gorgeous. I have to be blind and daft to think that he isn't. Even if I am, the throngs of girls who want him that he keeps rejecting are enough of a reminder for me to admit how hot my bestie is. That doesn't mean that I still want to be in his bed. We don't have feelings for each other even thou

Playing Cupid With My Bestie (2)

“Damn,” he breathes as he slides his tongue into my mouth. “You will be the death of me, Chloe.”I can say the same. I wish he will stop talking and kiss me though. He is likely to remember that we are friends if he keeps talking. I shun the voice in my head reminding me that I'm kissing Logan, the boy I tell others I'm never going to sleep with.I wrap my hands around his neck and pull him closer. He chuckles at my excitement. In response, he slides his hand under my dress, moving it up till it finds my nipple which is as hard as a rock and waiting for him.I almost jump off the bed when he tweaks my sensitive nipple and sends a ripple of heat through my blood.“I want you, Logan.” I breathe, arching my hips up and rubbing my core against his rock hard erection.I love that it's hard because of me.His voice is smoky when he speaks. “I never thought I would ever hear that from you.”I suck in a breath at his words but I decide to think of it later. I slide my hand toward his trousers

My Forbidden Crush (1)

I have my hand wrapped tight around her neck as I thrust into her from behind. Her moans are low as if she is afraid to make a sound but I hear and cherish them. Her delicious pussy clenches around me, greedily asking for all I can give and I curse as I jets my seed into her. It's not enough. It's never enough. I flick her over and latch my tongue on her breast, sucking like a starving man. My brain tells me that I don't have much time and I slide my finger toward her clit, rubbing her as I suck her.She shatters, still not screaming as loud as I want.Damn, what will it cost to make her scream?If I have to give her a thousand orgasms to make her do that, I will. Even if I faint afterward, it will be worth it.“Adam, are you listening to me?” My tutor’s voice snaps me out of my forbidden fantasy.I raise my head up slowly to stare at my Mathematics tutor, the lady I was fucking a second ago in my brain. My Mathematics has never been good and the tutor brought to help me bring to lif

My Forbidden Crush (2)

“You are mad.” She responds.“Mad for you.”“This is wrong.” She says, tugging to free her hand again.“Doesn't it get tiring to be the voice of reason?”She stands still and doesn't breathe a word, just as in my fantasy. I tip her head up with my finger and she doesn't move away. I take that as a go-ahead and almost melt when I press my lips against her.She tastes better than I imagined. She doesn't respond to my kisses but she doesn't move away. I can work with that. I run my tongue along the seams of her lips and slips it in when she gasps. I flick my tongue against hers and suck, tasting cinnamon and a flavor that almost has me spilling right there in my pants like an amateur.“Suzy,” I breathe in wonder, unable to believe I have her in my arms.I unbutton her shirt, finally about to see the boobs that have always driven me crazy. Her small tits rise to attention at my gaze as I remove her red bra. Just what I know she will wear. I knew there was passion brimming in her irregardl

My Wicked Boss (1)

“What the hell is wrong with you!” I jump as he yells, the files in my hand falling and scattering on the ground. This job will be the death of me. “I'm sorry, sir.”“What are you sorry for?” He scowls.Honestly, I don't know. I have done exactly what he asked for and I don't understand his foul temper. I sigh as I remind myself that he always has a bad temper. Makes me wonder how I've endured working for him for more than a year.The fat salary. My subconscious sneered at me.I bend to pick the files and run out of his office as if the grim reaper is on my tails. I feel like he is. I swear I get hours sucked out of my life anytime I'm with Gary.The phone rings just as I sit down. “Dorcas,” he barks into the phone. “Where are the files?”“I'm just about to work on them.” “You have five minutes.” He hisses and bangs the phone hard against the receiver.My eyes pool with tears as I stare at the files and wonder what it is that I'm meant to do. Four more hours to go and I will congr

My Wicked Boss (2)

What. Are. You. Doing? My brain screams at me. Never did I imagine that there would be a day where Gary and I would be plastered against each other and he would kiss me as if I had the key to all the oxygen in the world. Yet, here we are.Damn, he could kiss. He is Gary, your boss, the reason for your heatburns and nightmares. My brain screams again.The spell gets broken and I tear my lips away from him, stepping a few inches back.“Dorcas,” he groans as he stares at me, sounding tortured.“We can't do this.” “Why?”I snort, staring at him as if he has lost his senses. Which he probably has. “You are my boss.”“Not at the moment.”I sigh. “Then what happens after. You go back to being my boss tomorrow, yelling at me and giving me tremors?”A smile softened the edges of his jaws. “You seem talkative and honest tonight.”I blush.“Can you be more honest about your feelings?”“I hate you.”“You lie.” He smirks. “You want me. I saw the way you looked at me earlier.”“Because I was sur

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