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1 My sweet fruit
My sweet forbidden fruit, runs past my desk with probably the most beautiful hip swing.
Since she started here, I have thrown all my principles overboard to run after this beauty.
Not even the prostitute anymore, from the brothel can give me what I long for.
But there is a problem.
She is not without a reason my forbidden fruit. She's my fucking employee.
Just the thought that I should probably never feel her delicate skin drives me crazy.
Nevertheless, I enjoy her beautiful sight, with every second she is in my office.
God damn, I would never have thought that I would ever be so enchanted.
And at first, I fought back against it as best I could. But her scent, her hair and that smile have forgotten everything.
„Y/N." I call her to my table.
Her well-shaped body turns to me. Shit, if she only knew..
„Yes, boss?" She stops in front of me. Her eyes shine like stars.
„What are you up to tonight?"
I don't know what rode me, but briefly I forgot through her eyes where we are at all.
But I definitely won't take it back now either.
Before she answers me, she brushes a strand of hair from her face.
„Uhm.. I think I'll be home."
I have to grin. Y/N seems to be a really decent woman.
„Why did you ask, boss?" Her voice interrupts my thoughts.
I roll my eyes inside. Boss.. shit how I would like to be your Javier.
In short, I don't think it's a good idea to invite her to my place. After all, we work together.. yes, fuck it! „Come to my house."
What an embarrassing invitation. Actually, I can do it better.
But she drives me crazy.
„I don't think that's a good idea." embarrassed she looks around.
„I think so," I say confidently.
„I don't think so." her lips form into a small smile.
„I'm cooking for you... what do you say?"
This woman really seems to be a tough nut.
„Send me your address and the time. I'll think about it."
Before I get to words, she turns around and runs to her place.
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For half an hour, I've been waiting for my beautiful doorbell to ring my front door.
I texted her at 8 p.m. And now it's 8:30 p.m.
But I have not given up hope. The food is ready, my apartment is not really messy anyway, so the only thing I'm waiting for is Y/N.
When it rings after another 10 minutes, I jump up like a madman. Inside, I give myself courage.. shit, that's ridiculous! Otherwise I'll never be like that towards women!
When I open the door, I'm speechless. Shit.. Am I dreaming?
She stands in front of me. So beautiful and elegant that my cock starts to twitch just at the sight of her.
„Hey Javi." she enters my apartment with long legs. While I look after her and wonder if she really is.
She seems to have been replaced. Javi.. she said it so sweet that I ask carefully.
„Is it really you?" „Of course." she laughs softly.
She sits down on the couch and waves me to her. I'll take a seat immediately.
„I thought you'd never ask me," she confesses with a grin. Confused, I raise an eyebrow.
„What does that mean?"
Her hand, carefully lay it on my thigh.
„Maybe that means." she licks herself over her full lips. „That I've had your eye on you for a long time."
„Oh, is that so?" I can't describe how fast my heart is racing at her statement.
„Of course."
„If that's the case," I want to get up, but my pretty one holds me back by the arm. So that I look her in the eyes.
„Don't you want to eat?" I ask and point to the small table.
She shakes her head. „You really want to eat?"
I understand a lot of things ambiguously. But that's 100% meant as I think.
That's why I sit down with her again. „You're right." My hand goes to her neck. „Food is as well as overrated." I grin slightly before I long for my lips at her press.
