One Night Stand

One Night Stand

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This is a smut story, there will be inappropriate scenes and sexual content. If you're under 18 please click away now. This is my original story. Still in writing <3 Story description: "And I would've never thought a silly one night stand would've gotten me here. I stepped into the office. He. The guy from the club. Fuck. He is my boss?! Are you joking? I embarrassed myself so bad that night.. I got the job. I GOT THE JOB. "LEYLA I GOT THE JOB" I screech on the phone. "WE NEED TO CELEBRATE." Leyla yells. "Picking you up in 10, mwah." Leyla hurries to end the call. "Look who's here!" Leyla winks at me."
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My boss.. The walking terror of corporate world is kneeling in front of me. Green eyes look up at me heavily. He is still wearing glasses, and his CEO personality, yet something feels off. His eyes appear so dark and dense, like someone switched off the lights in them as he stares at me with his signature blackness. He takes a deep breath, black shirt tightens around his biceps as he raises his hand and grips the hem of my skirt. And then, he begins sliding it up. My breath gets caught in my throat as his fingers push the fabric higher and higher, inch by torturous inch, till my skin appears above the lacy stockings. My lungs gasp as those deep, penetrating green eyes flicker up at me. Something feral and unreadable flashes behind them, before he leans in. Warm breath grazes my exposed thigh and every muscle in my body clenches. OHMYGOD! What is he doing? What is he doing? My anxieties panic in me. I slap a trembling hand over my mouth, muffling my gasps as his untouchable lips touch my skin. An electrifying current shoots down my spine and I freeze on the spot, unable to believe what he is doing. Soft and warm, his forbidden lips press against my thigh in a slow, deliberate kiss as if he is taking his sweet time to taste the sin of my skin. But he doesn't stop there. A second kiss. Higher. A third. Even higher. Oh my God! 🚩MATURE CONTENT🚩 Highest Ranks #1 in Seductive #2 in Funny #2 in Humour #3 in Blackmail #3 in EnemiesToLover #4 in SexualThemes #5 in Grovel

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