Lesbian Seduction At Work Novels & Stories

When he licked it, Sienna could feel herself melting into him. “You shouldn’t be saying such things to me, Lucas. Save them for your flings,” she pointed out. “I have none,” he told her, against her lips. It seemed as if he was teasing her, seducing her to submission. Sienna had to admit that his tactics were working. He was a lethal combination of power and sinful seduction that could make any woman go weak in the knees and surrender to him. “I can’t believe that. I’ve seen the way your employees drool over you. I’m sure you have a history with each of them,” said Sienna, placing her hands on his chest to create some distance between them.

TIFFANY I stared at the name on Leon’s phone, for several seconds, I couldn’t even process what I was seeing. “That’s…” My voice disappeared. Leon nodded slowly. “Someone who works at Bennett Interiors.” My heart sank. “No.” I shook my head. “No, that can’t be right.” “I checked twice.” Leon said. I stared at the screen again. The name belonged to one of our employees, someone I had seen almost every day, someone who had worked at Bennett Interiors for years, and someone I had trusted.

‎"You have got to be kidding me. I’m working for him?” Memories of her humiliation of him floods her mind. "Holy shit," she whispers. The address on the card matches the company where she was supposed to work. ‎She starts pacing the room, the silk of her robe swishing. She isn't just going to work in the same building as him; she’s going to be his secretary. She’s going to be managing the schedule of the man she just performed a sexual power play on in the front seat of his Rolls. The man she shoved her own cunt-soaked fingers into his mouth to assert her dominance.

-Sierra Note: (This work is purely fiction and does not correspond to real-life events or places. This chapter includes depictions of sexual assault, trauma, and strong language) I bit my red lip as I glanced at the crowd, seductively swaying my body around the pole and snaking my waist around to make the crowd before me roar. My hips were moving in rhythm to the seductive upbeat music booming through the room. Look sexy. I loathe this job, actually, I have a passionate hate for it.

But tonight, in the center of a luxury hotel suite that smelled like whiskey, leather, and sin, she was kneeling on the floor, head bowed, mouth red, thighs bare, and shaking like she wanted to be ruined. Because she did. Because desperation had a scent. And hers had led her here. Her rent was three weeks overdue. Her phone bill had been cut off. She had twenty-three dollars in her account and no more favors to call in. When her friend Sasha, a high-end escort who never said the word out loud but wore it like a badge, offered her a one-night gig, Cleo said no at first. She wasn’t a whore. She didn’t know how to be one. But when Sasha leaned in, lips glossed and unapologetic, and whispered, “

It was Georgina all over; she digs for as much information as she can get. “In his shower. We had sex at his work, well, kind of. It was his apartment inside his work, business; it's hard to explain. Then every day at his house as well.” I can't say much about his work, Georgina is not one to understand, and she blabs, so Liam would find out quickly as well. “Okay, so thinking back, what was amazing about it and what did you love?” More questions. She really wants all the details. Remembering back, I feel the smile on my face, Jackson restraining and blindfolding me, heightening my pleasure.

he sighed, surrendering, while mechanically rearranging his messy hair into the same messy look. “Seems like the big bad wolf is putty in my hands,” I teased while grabbing a fistful of his thin dress shirt, brining him closer to me so his lips would go back on mine. A disturbingly arousing growl was all the answer I was given before he made sure to show me just how much I, too, was affected by him. This was an alpha’s seduction, baby, and alphas do not fail.

Debby apologized and immediately went in the direction of the dress. “There’s no need,” Allison said as she called another worker and pointed in the direction of the dress. “What..?” Debby nearly sighed in relief, she thought she was free. “You’re no longer working here so there’s no need.” Allison calmly spoke as if she wasn't firing a worker from their job. “What- yes miss...” Debby wanted to protest but seeing the look on Allison’s face she decided against it. After all, it would only make things worse. She could only blame herself in the end for what happened to her.

She ignite the engine and drive out, her thoughts all on Wayne. She arrives at the office thirty minutes later and she hopped out of the car and walked into the lobby of the company. She arch her brows and looked around at the workers. They weren't actually working, instead they were loitering around and gossiping. What the fuck!, Zach was a no nonsense boss, why didn't he notice this. They scurried back to their office cubicles when they spotted her and she roll her eyes before stepping into the elevator. She punches the botton for his office floor and suck in her breath. Jeez!... would Wayne ever accept her as his girlfriend. She might be older than him but she could pass for a young woman

Zeyo laughed after knowing that I have a new secretary, and it's a woman. "Stop it; I'm tired and bored of pretending to be gay. I'm going to have a female secretary. Dude, it's killing me!" I said with a frustrated voice. I felt someone hug me around the neck. I'm sitting on the sofa in my condo right now. Here, I can do everything that I couldn't do outside or inside the company. Here, I don't have to pretend. "Is she sexy?" a seductive voice from behind. "Are you acting like that because she's sexy?" Nheya asked while hugging my neck. I grabbed her hand, wrapped it around my neck, and glanced at her.