NAUGHTY DESIRES: A COLLECTION OF DARK EROTICA のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

The next morning, I tried to act normal, like nothing had happened.I told myself I didn't hear anything that night. I didn't touch myself while listening to Marcus fuck another girl. I didn't cum whispering his name.I left early for class and I plugged my earphones in and kept my head down.When I came back from class in the afternoon, I saw Marcus was in the hallway again. “Morning, Lily,” he said, with that low, smooth voice. I walked past without looking at him, without responding.He didn’t say anything else.The next day, the same thing happened.“Hi, Lily.”I kept walking without turning or even looking at him. I kept my eyes straight ahead, pretending I didn’t hear him.Every time I saw him, I passed without looking, without greeting him back. I told myself it was the right thing to do. Avoiding him was going to keep those thoughts away from my head. I wasn’t going to give in to him no matter what But deep down, every time I ignored his greeting, it made my heart beat fast

My heart stopped.Marcus pulled out quickly, cum leaking down my thighs in thick, warm streams.We froze, staring at the door.The handle rattled again.Then a voice from outside.“Anyone in there?”It was one of the girls from the floor, I could tell from her voice. Immediately Marcus moved fast. He grabbed my hand, pulled me into the shower stall, and closed the curtain as quietly as possible. The water was still running from earlier, masking any sound.We stood there, pressed together, breathing hard. His cum was still dripping down my legs, mixing with the water from the shower.Sophia tried the handle again, then sighed.“Whatever,” she muttered. “Probably just someone broke it.”We heard her footsteps walk away.I let out a shaky sigh of relief immediately.“That was so close,” I whispered.Marcus smirked, his hand sliding between my legs again, fingers teasing my pussy that was still sensitive from everything.“Admit it,” he murmured, voice low. “The risk of you getting caught

I worked for the most feared man in the company… CEO Daniel Carson.Everyone called him the Ice King. He was thirty-eight, tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp features and icy blue eyes that could freeze you with one look. He was always ruthless in meetings, never smiled, and expected perfection from everyone. Failure was not a word he could take. I was his personal assistant. Twenty-four, ambitious, and trying my best to survive in his world.For months, I had always been professional. I brought his coffee exactly how he liked it, black, no sugar. I organized his schedule perfectly. I stayed late when he needed me to. I tried my best not to do anything contrary to what he wanted, as much as working for him felt like hell, I couldn't afford to lose my job.But lately, I started noticing things.The way his eyes lingered on me when I bent over to pick up papers.The way his voice softened just a little whenever he said my name.The way he sometimes watched me leave his office.I told m

The next morning, I woke up with my body still aching in the most delicious way.Every time I moved, I felt the soreness between my legs… a constant reminder of what Daniel had done to me on his desk. His cum had leaked out of me all night, leaving my thighs sticky and my panties ruined. When I showered that night, all I wished for was for the boss to fill me again with his massive cock. I couldn’t stop thinking about how he had claimed me, how he dominated me, how he had called me his good girl while he fucked me so deep I saw stars.I tried my best to shake it off. I had to focus at work and not let myself get distracted by him. He had talked about doing more of what we did last night today, but I tried not to look forward to it. Last night was just a one night thing.I arrived at the office early, trying to act normal. My hands shook slightly as I prepared his coffee… black, no sugar, exactly how he liked it.When I knocked on his door and entered, Daniel was already at his desk,

The weeks that followed became a dangerous, addictive rhythm that consumed me completely.During the day, I remained Nina Brooks… the calm, efficient personal assistant who brought Mr Daniel his black coffee, organized his demanding schedule, and smiled politely when others were around. No one in the company suspected anything. I kept my voice steady when I spoke to him in meetings, even though my thighs would squeeze together at the memory of the night before.But every evening, the moment the last employee left, I became his.Some nights he would me with just simple commands. Other nights the driver would just appear, and the next thing, I would be on my knees in his playroom before I could even thinkHe pushed me further each time.He tied me, spread my legs to the four-poster bed and used the flogger until my ass and thighs burned red. He clamped my nipples until I cried out, then soothed the pain with his tongue while he fucked me slow and deep.He made me ride him while my wris