"Oh Yes, Daddy" (A Spicy Erotica Collection) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

First of all, I never planned to have an affair or an office romance with my boss. I never wanted to cross that line no matter how I felt, no matter the sparks that were ignited whenever we were near each other. But the thing with sparks like that is that they always found a way to explode at the most unforseen moment.Here how it happened...“This campaign needs to be flawless, Francesca,” James says, his deep voice filling his office. “We’re targeting a new market and it’s a bold move. Your ideas are always innovative and I trust your instincts.”A surge of pride courses through me at his praise. James rarely compliments anyone and his acknowledgment fuels my determination. He called this emergency meeting to discuss a crucial concept and the fact that it’s only me in his office means something.“I have a few strategies I’d like to run by you, sir. I think we can make this campaign unforgettable.” My fingers dance across the keyboard, pulling up the presentation I’ve been working

Ryan's POV:The bass of the club music was already hitting me in my chest before I even pushed past the doors of the club. I was immediately hit with the intense heat, sweat, and flashing lights... Beautiful. Absolutely great!! This was my kind of hunting ground. I wasn’t here for small talk or cocktails. Heck, I wasn't here for the alcohol or dancing, I was here to burn off the stress and drama of the week in the filthiest way possible.All I needed was a hot, willing guy with a penchant for submission. I needed to fuck. And I needed a hot a pretty, good boy. I found him almost immediately.His pretty, slim body was leaning against the bar, head tilted like he was pretending not to notice the stares he was getting. He worse a black shirt clinging to him from the humidity of the crowd, collarbone sharp in the neon glow. He looked out of place, but that only made him stand out more to me.My drink wasn’t halfway to my lips before my mind was already on him. Not his name, not his sto

The sheets were cool under my back, but his body was a furnace pressing me down. Ryan’s weight was everywhere, his hands never still, his mouth marking me like I was already his. Each bite, each kiss, each scrape of teeth told me I wasn’t leaving this bed untouched.I arched up into him, desperate, needy. “Please.”He lifted his head, smirking down at me, sweat darkening the hair at his temples. “Please what?”I swallowed hard, my face burning. “Please… don’t stop.”The smirk twisted into something darker. “I wasn’t planning to.” His hand closed around my wrists, pinning them above my head in one grip. His other hand dragged down my stomach, slowly tormenting me with need. I trembled beneath him, every nerve stretched thin with need, so much need.“Look at you,” he muttered. “Shaking for me already.”“I can take it,” I said, though my voice cracked halfway through.Ryan leaned down, lips brushing mine. “I know you can.” Then his mouth claimed me again, tongue pushing deep, dominati

Aaron’s POVThe first thing I felt in the morning was the ache. Every muscle in my body reminded me of the night before, the way Ryan had pushed me, broken me open, and fucking left me raw. But under the soreness of my body was a steady weight, warm and solid against my back.I blinked my eyes open. Morning light bled into the room through half-drawn curtains, painting the sheets in pale gold. Ryan’s arm was draped heavy over my waist, his breath was warm at the back of my neck.For a second, I froze. He was still here. He hadn’t left me, hadn’t disappeared into another room or kicked me out into the morning after. He was right there, holding me like I belonged in his bed.My chest tightened.I shifted slightly, careful not to wake him, but his grip tightened instantly. “Don’t move,” he muttered, voice rough with sleep.I stilled, caught. “I thought you were asleep.”“I don’t sleep deep,” he said, pulling me closer until my back pressed flush against his chest. His morning hardness n

Ryan's POVI did not take him on the balcony immediately. As much as he mat believe so, I'm not a complete monster. I made him dress up and sit on the kitchen counter while I made breakfast of scrambled eggs and bacon for both of us. Like I said, I'm not a monster. Of course I had to have him fed and taken care of. How else would I convince him what I had said earlier was for real?But I have to admit, while he ate and I sat staring at his beautiful face and pretty mouth as he chewed and swallowed, all I could think about was where else we were going to fuck.When he finished his breakfast, I led him to the bathroom so he could get a fresh shower. While he bathed, I laid out some fresh trousers and a hoodie for him to wear when he stepped put, while fighting and loosing the battle with my mind tellinge to gi into that bathroom and take him against the walls.When he came out of the bathroom, gloriously naked, he surprised me but walking up to me and kissing me deeply. "I feel much b