Erotic Office Romances Novels & Stories

She could go to his office and make love to him there, something like that. ‘On the desk top you mean? That always looks a bit tacky.’ ‘Okay,’ agreed Lewis, smiling to himself. ‘Not the desk then, let’s say she just lifts her dress and sits on his lap while he’s sitting in his chair.’ ‘Sounds good to me.’ ‘Fine, then at the vital moment, when they’re both approaching the point of no return, the secretary walks in.’ ‘Why? asked Mark. ‘Surely she’d knock first?’ ‘Right, so we'll make her knock but she takes the sounds of passion coming from inside as permission to enter.’

He followed, his body tensing as he came, his seed spilling into me. We collapsed onto the desk, our bodies entwined, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. The room was a mess, papers scattered everywhere, but neither of us cared. This was what we both wanted—raw, hot, and completely forbidden. "We should probably clean up," I said, my voice soft and satisfied. He chuckled, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, probably. But first…" He pulled me into another kiss, his lips claiming mine with a hunger that promised this wasn’t over. And as we kissed, I knew this was just the beginning. The office would never be the same again, and neither would we.

He continued, voice dropping lower. “An erotic novel. Quite explicit. The heroine was bent over her boss’s desk, skirt around her waist, getting fucked hard while he called her a dirty little slut.” My cheeks burned bright red. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. I had been reading during my short break, thinking no one would return. I opened my mouth to apologize, but no words came out. Adrian stood up slowly and walked around the desk like a predator. He stopped right in front of me, towering over my seated form.

“Jesus Christ, you’re drenched. This tight little cunt is weeping for your brother-in-law’s dick.” Two thick fingers plunged inside her without warning, curling to stroke that sensitive spot that made her see stars. Elena cried out, hips bucking back as he finger-fucked her with filthy precision. The wet, obscene sounds filled the office—squishing, slapping, her juices coating his hand. “You like that, huh? Being used like a whore on my desk.” He added a third finger, stretching her. “Imagine if someone walked in right now. Seeing you bent over like this, pussy spread for me.”

“So fucking bad. I’ve been dripping since you made that call this morning.” Roman lifted me onto the desk, spreading my thighs wide. He dropped to his knees right there, suit pants still on, and buried his face between my legs. My hips bucked against his mouth, juices coating his chin. He didn’t stop, just licked and fingered me faster, growling every time I clenched around him. The wet sounds filled the office, obscene and loud. I came hard on his tongue, thighs shaking around his head, crying out his name. He stood up, cock already out, thick and veiny, pre uk at the tip. “Turn around. Bend over the desk.”

So Charles might be waiting to get something on him. "Eric, I love you. I love you very, very much. Can you please love me too? Love me all you want!" Alex's voice was low and seductive. Her hand had already undone his shirt, and a fire was burning in her body. Right when her lips kissed his chest, Eric couldn't suppress it anymore. He reached out and tugged at her clothes. The atmosphere in the office was getting more intense. If the office wasn't soundproofed properly and someone passed by in front of it, they could even hear the suggestive voices coming from within.

She was not a fighter and not used to starting a fight so she just remained her mouth closed. "You know, girl, we don't know what were the things you did to get close to Mr. Fierro. He is very strict and moody. Even some female employees who show motive to our boss were being ignored by him because he is still very much in love with his ex-fiancee. Did you use your body to seduce Mr. Fierro? In fairness to you, there were a lot of guys in the office who were obsessed with your body," the woman's words didn't sound like praise but seemed to be insulting especially when was looking at her whole body again with a raised eyebrow.

she said sweetly, like honey dripping over venom. Roman’s grip on her tightened again. “Stop toying with my people,” he muttered under his breath. “But they love me,” she countered with a wicked grin. “Can’t you hear their hearts breaking?” He didn’t answer, but the flare in his eyes was answer enough. Finally, they reached the massive double doors at the end of the hall. Roman pushed them open, revealing his office, an empire in itself. Floor to ceiling windows framed the skyline, a mahogany desk sprawled with contracts, and a power so thick in the air it was suffocating.

"Absolutely not. I'm not sleeping with my boss, Em. That's career suicide." "Fine, fine," Emilia sighed dramatically. "I'm not forcing you to do anything. Just throwing suggestions out there. For all we know, Alexander Carter might be single and looking." "And I might sprout wings tomorrow," I countered. "Besides, a CEO dating his employee? That's the stuff of romance novels, not real life." "Exactly why it would be so hot," Emilia said with a laugh. "The forbidden office romance, secret elevator kisses, steamy encounters in the copy room—"

Adam's thumb found her clit, circling and pressing, his fingers working within her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Amanda's breathing became ragged, the pleasure coursing through her body with each expert stroke of Adam's fingers. Her mind was foggy, her body on fire, and she knew she was close to breaking. "Please," she begged, "please, sir. I need you." --------------------------------------------. I arrived at the office early, still feeling the pleasant body aches from last night. I could hardly believe what had happened, and yet I couldn't stop my heart from racing when I spotted Mr Adam in his office.