Beautiful Addiction

"Come on beautiful, how long are you going to pretend that I'm not the reason for that" His eyes glide down my body and stop at my thighs that had mindlessly pressed themselves together.

"When you stop pretending I'm not the reason for that" I gesture towards his legs this time, his thighs parted and the hard erection showing through his pants.

I can't help but clear my throat at the print.
He stands up, with no shame. Not even trying to cover or adjust himself, he only walks towards me as I sit on the chair in his office.

With the nudge of his foot, he parts my legs so he can step between them, lifting my chin with his index finger and I meet those enchanting eyes.
He leans closer to my ear and his hand finds its place on my thigh, causing my skin to become warmer.

"I'm not pretending beautiful, I will happily admit you're the one that gets me this hard any day."