MY NEW HR IS THE MAN I SLEPT WITH.
"What will you say to me to get the obstruction off you?" His cold voice said to me in the dark.
"Please, stranger, get me stripped with your teeth." I heard myself saying.
That was what he wanted to hear, his hand found my panties, and I felt his fingers crawling into my pussy. He grabbed me there, and I cried in pleasure.
......
What led to this? Making out with a man I've never met before in my life in a club?
A heartbreak.
One thing got me away from my reasoning and left me as I am. It got me ruined, and my bitchy self took control over me, just to get over my ex.
The man I was with, Kennedy, fuck his last name, was just the right person to get me out like I wanted.
His gaze.... desire inside me.
His hands.... fire on me.
.......
Jane wanted to get over her ex-boyfriend for cheating on her, so she went to the club to get wasted, and she spent a night with a stranger.
The stranger's face and perfection began to haunt her dreams and day.
What confused her most was that she didn't know whether she did anything with the stranger apart from touching and grinding.
How should she react whenever she sees the stranger whose mere look at her, dominates her thinking?
What will she do when she has to see him almost every day of her life when he is the new HR manager in the company where she works?
Has he forgotten about her as much as she forgot his face?
Let's see.....