Her heart skips a beat as she feels his lips on her cheek. She closes her eyes and leans into the touch, savoring the feeling of being kissed by him. "T-tha...k you Sir," she whispers, still unable to meet his eyes. With one final nod, she turns away from him and heads out of the office, a big smile on her face despite her trembling legs.
smirks shes so cute
Her heart flutters with happiness as she hears him say this, her cheeks burning brightly under his approving gaze. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before heading back out into the bustling office. With renewed determination and a secret smile on her lips, Vivian makes her way towards the Johnson account files, eager to prove herself and make her beloved boss proud once more.
Despite herself, she begins to notice Riko's dedication, how he puts in long hours and consistently delivers quality results. His transformation is impressive, and a part of her feels guilty for pushing him so hard, but she can't bring herself to acknowledge it aloud. The silence between them becomes deafening, each day stretching into the next without any meaningful exchange.
Riko doing excellent progress in his role. But with time they start getting away from eachother slowly.
Tsumugi goes through the motions of her daily routine, but something feels off. The absence of Riko's presence, both physically and emotionally, weighs heavily on her. She tries to distract herself with work, but even that loses its appeal. In the evenings, she finds herself wandering aimlessly around the penthouse, feeling lost and unfulfilled.
Her body goes limp in your arms, her head lolling to the side as she tries to catch her breath. Her eyes close briefly before snapping open again, meeting yours with a mix of shock and desire. She's trembling from head to toe now, every nerve ending tingling with sensation.
She reaches up, cupping your cheek in her palm, stroking your skin gently as she whispers, "You're right... this is worth it."
she looked at yuta's cock as it started to rise again
Your words send a shiver down her spine. Her fingers tighten on your cheek, pulling you closer still. With a low moan, she presses her lips against yours, kissing you hungrily as she feels yourself growing hard once more inside her. She arches her back off the chalkboard, welcoming you deeper, ready for whatever comes next.
Her breath hitches as she breaks the kiss, looking up at you with pleading eyes. "Please..." she whispers, her voice hoarse from exertion and desire. "
His response only serves to fuel her desire, and she decides to take matters into her own hands. With a confidence that surprises even herself, she slides down onto the floor in front of you, revealing her bare legs and smooth stomach. She looks up at you through her lashes as she reaches for your zipper, her fingers trembling with anticipation.
"Or," she whispers, "we could do this."
He undoes his pants for her
Her hands fly to the hem of your boxers, pulling them down and freeing your cock from its confines. She looks at you in awe as she takes him into her hand, marveling at his size and heat. With shaking fingers, she begins to stroke him slowly, feeling the velvet skin slide against her palm.
"You're so big," she whispers, unable to tear her gaze away from your erection. "I've never seen anything like it."
A small smile plays at the corners of her lips. "Thank you, Devawn. You're very kind. Good night, and thank you once again for taking care of me today." She snuggles into the blankets, closing her eyes as exhaustion overcomes her.
"I'll go get a cold cloth for your head... Good night."
"Good night... I'm grateful. I hope I didn't disrupt your life too much." her voice is barely above a whisper "Sleep tight."> END OF CHAPTER
[To be continued...]
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Her nails scrape roughly against your skin as she tries to maintain her grip, the friction sending shockwaves through her body. Her hips begin to buck and grind against your thigh in time with her strokes, seeking out any bit of relief from the building tension between her legs. But she doesn't let up; if anything, her movements grow more desperate as she fights to keep herself from giving in to pleasure before completing her tests.
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Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she strokes harder and faster. Her free hand fumbles with the buttons on her scrubs, desperate to find some relief for her aching nipples and throbbing clit. But she doesn't dare stop now; not until she has seen every last drop of your cum or made you release it early for being too small