The tension in the meeting room was thick, though not for the reasons anyone might have suspected.
Alice sat beside Risa, her tailored suit clinging perfectly to her figure. The fabric accentuated every curve, her neckline plunging just enough to make Risa’s throat dry.
As the CEO of the company, Risa tried to focus on the presentation, but her gaze kept drifting sideways—to Alice’s lips as she took notes, to her hand brushing her thigh, to the teasing smirk she wore as if she knew the effect she had.
Risa leaned in, her voice low and sharp, a contrast to the composed image she usually projected. “Naughty. I told you not to wear something like that.”
Alice’s eyes flickered with mischief as she tilted her head slightly, her voice barely audible but enough to make Risa’s pulse quicken. “Why? Afraid you’ll lose focus, Miss CEO?”
Risa inhaled sharply, straightening her posture, trying to regain her composure. But it was futile. Alice’s presence was intoxicating, and the way she played with boundaries—so boldly yet subtly—made Risa’s blood heat.
By the time the meeting ended, Risa wasn’t sure if she wanted to reprimand Alice or make her pay for her little game in a far more satisfying way.
The office door clicked shut with a finality that sent a shiver down Alice’s spine. Risa leaned against her desk, arms crossed, her tie loosened just enough to hint at the unraveling of her composure.
“You’re playing a dangerous game,” Risa said, her voice low, almost a growl.
Alice tilted her head, a sly smile dancing on her lips. “You’re the one who keeps letting me win.” She stepped closer, her heels clicking softly against the polished floor, the sound echoing in the charged silence of the room.
Before Alice could say another word, Risa grabbed her wrist, pulling her in. Their bodies collided with a heat that had been simmering all day—unspoken but unmistakable. The kiss was fierce, claiming, leaving no room for hesitation. Risa’s hands slid down to Alice’s waist, her fingers gripping the fabric of her suit as though she might tear it apart.
Alice gasped when Risa pushed her back against the desk, the cold surface meeting the heat of her skin as Risa’s hands roamed freely, mapping out the curves that had haunted her thoughts since the meeting.
“You wear this just to test me, don’t you?” Risa murmured against Alice’s neck, her lips brushing hotly over sensitive skin, leaving a trail of shivers in their wake.
Alice smirked, her fingers deftly sliding up Risa’s unbuttoned collar, tugging it loose with deliberate slowness. “Maybe I like seeing you unravel.”
Risa laughed softly, the sound dark and full of promise. “Then let’s see how far I can take you.”
With a swift motion, she lifted Alice onto the desk, her hands parting Alice’s thighs to pull her closer. The fabric of Alice’s pencil skirt bunched at her hips, and Risa’s breath hitched at the sight before her. Slowly, teasingly, her fingers traced the bare skin of Alice’s thighs, drawing a desperate squirm from the woman in her grasp.
“Risa…” Alice’s voice wavered, her usual confidence faltering under the weight of Risa’s touch.
“I told you to behave,” Risa whispered, her lips hovering just over Alice’s. “Now I’ll make you beg for forgiveness.”
Alice’s defiance melted away as Risa’s touch deepened, the control between them shifting completely. “Ugh, Miss CEO, more,” Alice breathed, her voice breaking with need.
Risa smirked, pulling back slightly. “Wait here. You’ve been naughty—you need a punishment.”
Alice’s eyes widened as Risa crossed the room, opening a drawer. She returned with a leather strap harness and a toy in hand, her gaze dark with intent.
“That’s big,” Alice whispered, her bravado faltering. “Miss CEO… I can’t take it.”
“Oh, Alice,” Risa purred, assembling the harness with practiced ease. “You’ve been teasing me all day. You’ll take it—every inch.”
Risa didn’t wait for a reply. With a sharp tug, she tore Alice’s bottom wear apart, leaving her bare and vulnerable. She lifted Alice onto the desk, positioning her with precision. The straps fit snugly around Risa’s waist, and as she guided the toy to Alice’s entrance, her voice was laced with command.
“Ready yourself,” she said, her tone dripping with authority.
“Risa…” Alice gasped as the toy pressed into her, stretching her inch by agonizing inch. Her fingers gripped the edge of the desk as her breath hitched, her body arching under Risa’s control.
“Good girl,” Risa murmured, her movements slow and deliberate, drawing every sound from Alice like a symphony. “You feel that? That’s what you earn when you push me.”
Alice’s moans grew louder as Risa picked up a steady rhythm, each thrust sending waves of pleasure crashing through her. “Oh, Miss CEO! H-harder! Oh, ugh…!” Alice cried, her usual confidence shattered in the haze of sensation.
“You’re tight, Alice. No one’s ever put it there before?” Risa smirked, her pace relentless.
The CEO pushed the straps further inside Alice; she wouldn't stop.
“Never,” Alice gasped, breathless. “Only your fingers… and naughty straps.”
“Ugh, so soft,” Risa murmured as she fastened herself deeper, one hand massaging Alice’s exposed breast.
“Ughhh, Miss CEO, ohh, more! Make me bleed!” Alice moaned, surrendering to the heat that consumed her.
“As you wish,” Risa said, her voice commanding. She shifted Alice’s position, taking her in a more primal angle.
Not until Alice bled. She would make her secretary bleed until she satisfied herself.
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