Erotic Office Romances Novels & Stories

“Fuck me harder, Mr. Evans.” His voice was a low growl, his hands gripping my hips like he owned them. “You don’t get to call me that when you’re bent over my desk, Claire. You call me Sir.” The mahogany surface was cold against my cheek. My skirt was bunched around my waist, my blouse ripped open. His thrusts were punishing, each one a deliberate conquest. I could feel every ridge of him inside me, stretching, claiming. The office air was thick with the smell of us—sweat, expensive cologne, and raw need.

The man who'd taught her to ride a bike and read her bedtime stories and held her when she cried was now inside her, moving with a desperation that made her feel like the most powerful woman in the world. “I love you,” she whispered. “I love you too,” he breathed against her mouth. “I love you so much, it terrifies me.” And he didn't mean as a father. He loves her just like a man loves a lover. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and her legs squeezed his waist, pulling him deeper. “I'm close,” he warned in a strained voice. “Ocean, I'm so close—” “Cum inside me," she whispered. “I want to feel you come inside me.”

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

"I know but if you want us to do something it's better if we just do that in the packhouse. I'll give you everything and it's up to you what you want to do with me. Go back to your seat." I turned my face to him when he didn't move. I couldn't help but bite my lip when his breath hit my face. It seemed like something twitched inside my hole and it suddenly burst into tears. Again, I felt this feeling in my body that only Eros can create. "Do you know how thrilled it is when we play here in the office?" "Eros!" I scolded but he licked my lips. I felt butterflies on my stomach that seemed to open all the tickles in my body. "Our office door is locked. So don't worry, no one will caught us."

Not wanting to get pregnant for him could only mean she's surely planning to ditch him in the future… Nonetheless, he didn't let the depressing thoughts stop him from doing what his body was dying to do. With their lips in a liplock and their hands erotically wandering all over each other's bodies, he pushed her back on the desk and got on top of her before plunging his throbbing erection into her oh-so-wet, tight, warm and ready pussy. It's so fortunate that the office walls were soundproof, or else, their ecstatic moans and groans might have reached the ears of some staff members as they kept on ravishing each other's bodies for a long, long time.

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#lust #demons #dreams #dreamlustdemon #spiritual #specialpower #passion #hardcore #demonxhuman #demon #officeromance Always read tags. So you can skip if the themes are not to your taste. *** I heaved a deep sigh as I entered the office. The familiar scent of coffee and paper mingling with low chatter surrounding me reminded me that I was spending another day without being noticed by my super sexy boss. I have been working as Mr. Alex’s executive assistant for over a year now. When I first started, I never could have predicted the effect he would have on me. It was gradual, slight at first.

I never came into his work as I was usually at school or at a friend's place during the weekend but offering a nice gesture to bring his document in for him opened my eyes to the little secrets he was hiding. For some reason I couldn’t control myself. I was staring and couldn’t look away, watching them together. Watching as his large hands gripped her throat as he fucked her so hard that my pussy clenched and throbbed. The way he was thrusting in and out of her was effortless and his cock seemed to penetrate her deeply. The erotic sounds of skin meeting skin echoed in the massive office room and I had stood by the door, spellbound. I knew there was something about Henry my attractive step-fa

Still, I nodded and turned back to my screen. Just as I reached for the mouse, I heard the soft scrape of his chair. My body stiffened instantly. I didn't have to look up to know he was coming closer—I could feel it. Every step of his heavy, unhurried shoes echoing in the silence of the office. And then came the scent—rich and deep, the kind of cologne that clung to expensive shirts and expensive men. But it wasn't overpowering like Damian's. No, Roman's was...intoxicating. Sharp. Masculine. Clean. The kind of scent that stayed with you long after he left.