Mila
"Come on it'll be fun" I smiled as he put his hands on my thighs gently. "Fine" he huffed as he reached over to his phone and pressed a button. His receptionist answered and he told her to hold all of his calls that he was having a quick meeting. "Stand up" he demanded and I did so without hesitation. My hands instantly connected with the curls at the base of his neck as I pulled his mouth to mine kissing him passionately. His hands searched for the zipper on the side of my skirt before successfully finding it and unzipping it slowly. The skirt fell around my ankles as my hands made my way down his chest to his pants slowly tugging at the button. "Stop teasing me" he groaned as I ran my hand over the growing bulge in his boxers. "Mila" he nearly growled as he gripped my hair tilting my head back. "Let me fuck you" he demanded before pulling my sweater over my chest revealing my bra to him. As his hands palmed me through my bra I let out a soft moan as I pushed my hips forward against his. He spun me around pulling my panties down before leaving a firm smack to my left butt cheek. He grabbed my leg propping it up on his desk before guiding himself into me quickly. His hips rocked against mine quickly and forcefully as I tried to muffle my moans by chewing on my lower lip. One of his hands held me firmly in place while the other reached around and intertwined with mine. "Fuck Mila" he whispered as he peppered kisses down the back of my neck. After I had reached my first orgasm he turned me to face him as he sat in his desk chair and motioned for me. I shook my head no as he motioned for me to get on top instead I got to my knees in front of him taking his length in my hand pumping it softly before wrapping my lips around the tip swirling my tongue gently against him before taking more of him into my mouth. His hand tangled into my hair as he began to thrust in rhythm while gliding my mouth against him. "You take me so good baby" he cooed as he looked down at me with his lip between his teeth. "Don't look at me like that or I'm going to cum in your mouth" he spoke and I ignored him and continued to stare up at him. He began to move sloppily then I felt the grip on my hair be released as he finished into my mouth with my name being whispered one last time. "Ten minutes. Maybe later I'll take my time with you" Harry winked as I pulled my panties and skirt back up before adjusting myself and my hair before opening his door. "Of course Mister Styles. Won't happen again" I said softly as I winked at him and went back to my usual day. "She's here again?" I heard one of the girls I work with ask and I raised my eyebrow. "Who is she?" I asked and she chuckled. "Styles ex. She used to come here all the time." She shrugged and I watched as Harry stood outside of his door talking to her. I went back to my work but soon I felt a pointy nail tapping my shoulder as I was putting files up. "Yes?" I said as I turned around. "You're the girl he's fucking?" The blonde asked and I nearly choked on my gum. "Excuse me?" I asked and she tapped her foot at me. "Camille stop" Harry said as he walked over. "What? No one else knows about your dirty little helper?" She teased as he eyed me up and down. "You've got to be kidding me" I scoffed and she shot her eyes towards me. "What was that?" She asked and I sat the papers down on top of the filling cabinet. "What Harry does in his free time is his own choice but beyond that what he does in his free time has absolutely nothing to do with me" I began but was soon cut off. "So I didn't just hear him moaning your name in his office about thirty minutes ago?" She asked and I felt my face go pale. "Mila isn't it?" She smiled as I moved my gaze to Harry who stood there with his head down. By this time the few other girls I worked with had gathered around and started to talk about the situation. "Mila I think you need to go for the day" Harry finally said. "That's really all you've got to say?" I asked and he just shook his head. "Trust me I don't want to come back here. I was only temporary anyway. Good luck with your company and good luck with Camille" I said as I turned down the hall to my small office to gather my things.
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Crave {h.s}
RomanceBeing a CEO of a major publishing company at age 24 proves hard for Harry but he finds it even harder when his business partners 20 year old daughter Mila begins to come around more often.