"You know that someone can report us, right?" I asked, my lips almost touching his sinful ones, my fingers haphazardly undoing his buttons, eager to feel the smoothness of his skin.
His grip on my waist tightened, eliciting a sliver of moan from me, and one of his hands found my butt, slapping it hard.
"Yes I do," he said, his fingers digging into my flesh, not painfully but rather in a way that made me edge closer to collapsing into the blissful heaven. "But I also know that only I can make you orgäsm, agäpi mou."
And with that, his lips pulverized mine, making us a whole.
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Lana Bisset was a nympho, there was no denying that. No man, none at all, could ever satisfy her, and her gonzo sexual urges.
But then there was one, one who knew precisely how to touch, and where to touch, one she met on a fateful night.
But the only problem? He was unattainable as long as she didn't want to break the code of conduct at her workplace.
After all, we all want things we can't have , right? And he was exactly what she wanted.
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