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Immediately after finishing her attack, Sara retreated. Bilgrae only looked at his bleeding right arm. His pupils tightened into a slit and his lips curved into a smile. “Haha.. Hahaha… HAHAHAHA!!” He suddenly started laughing loudly. Sara did not respond to this and only silently prepared for her next attack. Bilgrae looked at Sara with crazed eyes. “Hahaha! I almost can’t believe that you managed to cut through me even though only a little. But this sensation… Ahh! I haven’t been alive again for so long but I miss this sensation! Now, come at me! Sara Whitegate!”

"Seeing the CEO destroy his assistant's cunt. You'd be fired. I'd be crucified." The taboo terror-lust surged in, imagined cameras possibly playing, a late-night guard glancing up. I ground back, fucking his hand. "Ruin me... please..." He laughed darkly, withdrawing to slap my pussy, and my clit was throbbing from abuse. "Beg louder, Elena. Beg your boss to break you." "Please, Mr. Blackwood... wreck my pussy. Make me cum screaming."

Sexy? No, that can't be right. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * BLAKE’s POV : “Fuck, that wave was lit!”

Morning light filtered weakly through the blinds, but it did nothing to dull the vivid memories playing on repeat in Kai’s head. He lay sprawled on his back, one arm thrown over his eyes, as Ryan’s low, guttural groans from the night before echoed in his mind like a filthy soundtrack. The slick, rhythmic sounds of skin on skin. The deep, involuntary “fuck” that had slipped through the wall. The way Ryan’s breathing had grown ragged right before he came.

He smacks the whip down on my back 1... 2... 3... excrutiating times. I take a big gulp of fresh air trying to get out of my memories. " Sit down and take it bitch! " he says unbuckling his pants. Why can't I get out? I can't breathe. He forces himself inside my throat. I couldn't breathe. I grab my throat desperately trying to breathe. Tears running down my face. He grabs my head and pulses it down on him.

Sara stared at the bulge in his pants, remembering exactly how his cock had felt in her mouth, thick, hot, and pulsing. She bit her lip hard to stop a moan from escaping. Her body was on fire, sexually frustrated and desperate for relief. The lecture dragged on, every minute feeling like torture. She kept checking the clock, counting down the seconds until class ended so she could rush back to her dorm room and use her vibrator.

Which builds sexual tensions between us, he asks me to send him sexy videos of myself, and I spam him with my regular videos. He tries hard to explain that it wasn’t the kind of sexy he meant, trying to tell me to make my videos more revealing without actually mentioning he wants me naked or he wants a nude video of myself. I act dumb whenever he mentions that, saying “I want to see more, beneath that” I just change the topic of our discussion, asking him about his day and what he was doing at the moment. It pisses him when I do that, I kept up with that, since I never felt safe doing that with someone I barely know.