Sex With The Billionaire Boss の小説・ストーリー

He growls my name and comes inside me. We stay like that until we can breathe again. Oh my God, I had sex in the office. I glance at my boyfriend. "Hi, boss." He chuckles and turns me around. "Hi, assistant," he says and kisses me senselessly. ***Gabriel and I fall into our new routine. He picks me up in the morning (much to my dismay, but my boyfriend is stubborn. I can't win when he puts his mind on something). Even though Gabriel doesn't do any PDA on me, he always talks with me on our way to our floor with the gleams in his eyes. I'm sure all of my coworkers can see it.

He couldn't stop staring and imagining his cock inside her from behind, his cock was hard at this point, and he was starting to burn with the desire of fucking her. Jenny kept arranging the pillows, the thought of the biggest cock she had seen in her life, and the face of her sexy, muscular-looking boss ran through her head. She could feel her pussy breathing and wet already. She knew she wanted him, but she was just a mere maid, and he was a billionaire; their world were far apart, so she thought. He moved towards her as he couldn't wait any longer. She felt him moving toward her, but didn't turn. Ken gently slides his hands under her dress, touching her thighs, up to her panties then her c

Chapter Five Aria’s POV He almost kissed me. Julian Blackwell my dangerously handsome, impossibly powerful boss stood inches away, looking like sin carved into flesh, and for one terrifying, electric moment, I wanted him to. I wanted to taste that danger, let it devour me. And then the knock shattered everything. Now I’m sitting at my desk, trying to remember how to breathe like a normal human being. My skin still tingles from where his gaze roamed, and my lips feel swollen with anticipation that never got to land.

The more she read, the more she realized she was stepping into a world far more dangerous—and enticing—than she’d ever imagined. Emma stared at her laptop screen, the glow casting shadows on her face as she scrolled through article after article about Nathan Blackwood. His name seemed to dominate every headline, each one more sensational than the last. Ruthless Businessman. Seducer of Women. The Man Who Always Gets What He Wants. Her stomach churned, but she couldn’t look away.

“I don’t understand,” I whispered, heart thudding wildly. “What do you mean I’m yours?” “Exactly what we said,” Asher replied smoothly, his eyes locked on mine like he could see straight through me. “We’ve always wanted you. And now… you’re here.” A slow heat curled inside me at his words. The thought that my billionaire bosses—cold, untouchable, larger-than-life—had secretly wanted me? That they had watched, waited, craved? It sent a pulse of electricity through every nerve.

His darkened eyes were focused on my spread legs where my dress had hiked up to my waist And oh, I wasn't wearing any panties so my pussy was bare and open to him “Oh God" my back arched when the sound of his belt being undone echoed. I bit my lips, waiting eagerly for my Boss to fuck me raw in my living room “If someone had told me a few months ago, that I'd be fùcking the CEO of SilverThorn Group in my house, I would have asked what drug they were on" I admitted with a short, breathy laugh

"BREAKING: Shocking video surfaces of Nova Adam and Jace George in compromising setting, married?!" I froze. Air rushed out of my lungs in a whirl that left me dizzy. No. No, no, no. Another headline blipped in front of me: "CEO Levi Adam's wife caught in scandalous video with an employee?" And another: "Power couple's marriage broken as affair video goes viral" A video preview automatically played in the corner of the post, just a few seconds, but enough. Enough to glimpse Jace's arms around my waist, enough to glimpse me tipping forward into him, enough to glimpse the kiss that had been nothing and now was everything.

He was married to a famous model-turned-socialite, and I was the twenty-one-year-old live-in maid who had been working for them for three months. Tonight, while his wife was at a charity gala, he’d finally snapped. “Fuck, you’re so tight, Sophia,” he groaned. “This young cunt is going to be the reason I lose everything… and I don’t even care right now.” He spanked my ass hard, the sting blooming into heat. “Tell me how much you love getting fucked by your married billionaire boss in his own kitchen.” “I love it,” I whimpered, pushing back to meet every brutal thrust. “Your cock feels so much better than anyone else. Fuck me harder, Mr. Voss. Please.”