DIRTY SINS: A compilation of short forbidden stories
He slammed into me nonstop until, with a guttural roar, he buried himself deep one final time and spilled into me, holding me close as our trembling bodies fused, lost in the same storm of passion.
He collapsed beside me, panting. I lay there catching my breath, every nerve still buzzing. Damn. He was incredible. Never in my wildest thoughts did I imagine my quiet, efficient boss—the one who always saw me as just the secretary in corporate suits—would fuck me like this. And I already knew I wanted more.
I caught him staring, and a soft smile curved my lips.
“You fuck real good,” I whispered, still panting.
He smirked, his gaze shamelessly glued to my chest. His hand slid over and closed arou