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The air in the lobby turned to ice as he walked toward us, his presence so commanding that people actually stepped back to give him room. It was him! The man from the car. The man I’d used. The man I’d kissed! My world fucking crashed. Lucien Blackthorne wasn't just my new boss. He was the man who'd "lent" me his lips, and from the way his gaze locked onto mine the second he entered the room, he hadn't forgotten a single detail of my face. And he certainly didn't look like he was here to give me a promotion.

His lips moved over mine like he was devouring me, deep and messy, and I felt my hips shift against his, unable to resist, rubbing him slowly wanting everything. He groaned, vibrating against my mouth, as he pulled back slightly. His hips jerked under mine; my hand found his shirt, tugging at him, craving more. "Anita, don't stop," I whispered, breathless and desperate. He moaned, finding my lips again, rough and demanding. His hand slowly went under my shirt, lifting it slowly, my skin shivering when his finger touched my bare skin. The anticipation was maddening. "Ohhh... fuck, boss," I moaned inside his mouth, as he ripped my bra off in one motion. And my boobs came into life; he slowly p

Yeah, I am still feminine. “Now, give me that Jay.” He places it to my front. My eyes turning into a heart shape. Thank you so much Jeoff. You’re the best boss ever! I slowly untie the ribbon while Jay was looking at me while smiling. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE

~2 months later~ The press has been relentless. Always trying to snap photos of me. Of Atlas. Of us together. We always made the headlines. “CEO Atlas Jones and new girlfriend Calliope Blackwood” “Calliope Blackwood, A Gold Digger?” Atlas eventually decided to hold a press conference to address the issues publically. I haven’t been feeling good lately. I’m laying on the couch cuddled up with not so small Titan watching it live.

Meanwhile his hands were doing some exploring of their own, running down her sides, traveling up to her breasts, then back down and around to cup her backside and pull her in so closely she could feel his arousal grinding against her. And then it struck her – I am standing in my kitchen kissing my CEO and his hands are on my ass. What the hell is wrong with me? With effort, she pushed away from him just as he slid one hand around to work the button loose on her favorite faded jeans, and they both panted as they stared each other down. “We can’t do this,” she managed, her chest heaving. “We can’t. I work for you.” “Right now, I don’t care,” Drew answered, his green eyes blazing with whiskey,

"Let me see you climb. Let me see you get close." I was climbing fast. Too fast. The edge rushed toward me— I stopped. Yanked my hand away. One. I grabbed my phone. Typed with trembling fingers: Edge one. Stopped just in time. God, Sir, I'm so wet. Good. Describe the fantasy. Who's watching you? My boss, I admitted. I keep imagining it's him. And what is he doing? Sitting in a chair. Watching. Telling me what to do. Is he touching himself?

When he saw Dante calmly approaching him with a chair, Cain angrily threw a punch to hit Dante, but the prison boss easily moved to the side and slammed the iron chair right on his back, adding to the pain. A piercing scream echoed around the room, getting every inmate to stop what they were doing to watch. Dante, as expected, didn't show Cain mercy. He gave the huge inmate three more slams on the back, got his chair snatched by a furious Cain who thought he was wise, but ended up taking heavy blows from the psycho boss himself. "Yes! Beat him up!" The prisoners chanted, taking Dante's side. Even the cops who were fed up with Cain's bullying, joined in the chant, supporting Dante!

I settled with just sitting there and enjoying my time! Sitting under the cool shade of a big tree, I opened my e-reader and opened the previous chapter of the novel I was currently reading. The book was entitled Hybrid Zeus and His Mate and I loved it dearly. It was about this old sexy werewolf-vampire hybrid Alpha and his badass goddess Luna. It was really a lovely book and I loved how detailed it was. And the sex scenes, Gosh the dang scenes. They made me want to be there, to witness the sensation myself and that made me know that the author has done her job well.

While my life is at the mercy of those two detectives, in another place filled with the smell of sin and betrayal, our dear angelica’pussy filled with cam of her partner and her lovley juice still dipping down wetting the sheet in theprosses, moening like there is no tomorrow, like what happen earlier in the morning was none of her business, her eyes watery and full of suduction looking upward licking and sucking some dick pleasing the man in frond of her with all her power, that man who is obviously in the atmost best of pleasure is the boss of our protagonist who basicly ended his life, his name is maxuel reaper, a frightening name of a seemlingly down to earth guy , with his glusess and

“What the heck happened to you?” Alba asked as she saw her boss come inside her office with a small lopsided smile on his annoyingly handsome face, and a wet suit with what looks like coffee, “Why are you wet with coffee, why are you not screaming, and why do you look like you’re higher than that american rapper, Snoop Dogg?” she asked without taking a single breath. She ended her questioning with sarcasm just to erase teh stupid smile on his face.