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As his hands continued their exploration, I mentally counted down
the days until I could leave the company and end this twisted
relationship. Three more days, and I would be free. Free from his
control, free from this confusing mix of desire and resentment. After
that, it wouldn’t matter who he ended up with–Susan, Vera, or
anyone else. It would have nothing to do with me.
I felt like a living doll, expected to satisfy his needs while still handling all his company affairs. The thought sparked something
defiant within me.
Without warning, I pushed myself upright, looking down at him with newfound determination. My breasts heaved with each breath, nipples visible through the torn fabric. His eyes widened slightly,
surprised by my sudden change in demeanor.
“What are you-”
Before he could finish, I reached for his silk tie, which had fallen onto the pillow. With movements quicker than he anticipated, I wrapped it around his wrists and secured them to the headboard. He could have stopped me–we both knew that–but curiosity seemed to get the
better of him.
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“Hale,” he growled, his cock twitching beneath me, “what do you think
you’re doing?”
I didn’t answer. Instead, I took control of our encounter, grinding my
wet center against his hardness, setting my own pace, my own
rhythm. I tore open his shirt, exposing his muscled chest, and bent
down to bite his nipple, making him hiss in surprised pleasure. Each
time he approached his limit, I would stop, leaving him teetering on
the edge of release.
The sudden ring of his phone cut through our heavy breathing. I reached for it on the nightstand, seeing Susan’s name flashing on the
screen. A wicked idea formed in my mind.
I answered the call and placed the phone next to Drake’s ear, continuing my movements above him. I freed his cock, thick and hard, veins pulsing along its length. His eyes widened in shock, then narrowed in warning as I wrapped my hand around him.
“Drake?” Susan’s saccharine voice came through the speaker. “I’ve gotten home safely! Where are you?”
Drake struggled to keep his voice steady as I deliberately intensified my actions, stroking him slowly while grinding my wet pussy against his thigh. “No, I’m… I still have some work to finish, hmm.”
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The strain in his voice was evident, and I felt a perverse satisfaction
in making him struggle for control. For once, I was the one with power over him. I squeezed his cock harder, watching his jaw clench
as he fought not to moan.
But my victory was short–lived. Drake’s muscles tensed, and with barely any effort, he snapped the tie binding his wrists. He grabbed the phone from my hand, his eyes never leaving mine.
“Susan, get some rest. I have work to handle. Goodbye.” He ended the call abruptly and tossed the phone aside.
As I attempted to scramble away, his hand shot out, catching my wrist in an iron grip. He pulled me back onto the bed, his body covering mine once more. His hard cock pressed against my entrance.
“Hale assistant,” he said, his voice dangerously soft, “is this revenge for what happened in my office? When I made you work while
pleasuring you?”
I remained silent, my heart pounding against my ribs, my nipples hardened to painful points.
“You’ve been very naughty,” he continued, his fingers tracing my
jawline before sliding down to circle my clit. “And quite vindictive. I think you need to be taught a lesson.”
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The secretary department was unusually quiet. Vera sat at her desk,
scrolling through her phone, occasionally glancing up to give me a
smug smile. Susan was thankfully absent, probably still recovering
from her “traumatic” mall experience.
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