sex-me boss.

-I think it’s time for you to go.

Olivia felt a sadness invade her whole body but she had no choice but to leave. She wanted another round, but given that this man had declared from the start that he wouldn’t accompany her, it was best that she obeyed him and left.

-You blew my stocking, how do I do it now?

-You’ve got the pants and I think you’re too lucky with that, because there are some who would have strutted around in a skirt without tights, so all you’ve got to do is put your pants on and that’ll be that.

He wasn’t wrong, and besides, she wasn’t going back to work, so it was better for her to put on her pants and leave. She left the bed and picked up her bra, slipping the straps over her shoulders. Being a nice guy to this girl, Damon got up from the bed and went to help her, not forgetting to place a few kisses on her skin, which made Olivia shiver, further stoking the fire inside her that she was trying so hard to put out. She didn’t want to go home with such overwhelming excitement, no.

She ran to her shirt on the floor with the sole aim of freeing herself from this man’s chains. When she bent down to grab it, Damon couldn’t avoid licking his lip. He wanted her again, and he didn’t even know if he could ever get his fill of her. He purposely kept his pants on to make her drool for a moment, when he’d take the opportunity to ogle her some more.

When she finished buttoning up her shirt, she went in search of his pants, which were nowhere to be found. She made her way around the room and Damon was content to watch. He adored her lovely buttocks, which were barely concealed by her shirt. Damon could feel his member getting sore again and he couldn’t stand it at all so he put down his glass and went to take her from behind, which drew a hiccup of surprise from Olivia. He didn’t bother with foreplay and slipped on a condom very quickly, penetrating her in one go. He wasn’t controlling his thrusts at all, as the excitement was driving him crazy and that was what was controlling him. The girl’s repeated moans were proof that she was enjoying what he was doing to her, and to that end, he was going at his own pace. It was so strange and surprising because whether he was fucking or making love to this girl, the pleasure was always there. He felt himself coming and she too was trembling, he went deep inside her and she let herself be carried away by an orgasm that had the gift of making her sigh with ease. He too was breathless.

-I wonder if the next round won’t be on the bed,” Olivia had said.

-Just try to catch your breath while I’m still holding you. You’re the one who turned me on by walking around with your ass in the air.

-and I guess that’s what you wanted by keeping your pants on, sir.

Damon pursed his lips. He withdrew from her and handed her his pants, which she slipped on under his sad gaze. He still wanted to hold her, he still wanted to keep her for but it was just impossible. She’d changed him too much and that wasn’t good at all.

-Shall we say goodbye now?” Olivia asked him.

He didn’t like goodbyes at all, especially with such a sweet booty call, but he had to let her go for her own sake and for the sake of his business. He threw himself on her lips and kissed her fiercely and when they ran out of breath, he pulled away from her.

-Go now.

without warning, Olivia left the vip lounge and as she stood in front of the door, she couldn’t help but let a few tears escape from her eyes. it was the return of lifelong abstinence for her. she didn’t delay and went to collect her things, then returned home.

Damon had waited almost an hour before leaving the vip area, as he didn’t want this girl to set a trap for him, because given her intelligence, she would have hidden in a corner of the corridor or something just to wait for him to come out so she could see what he looked like. He went out the back door to his vehicle. He’d stopped to look at James’s, but since he wasn’t there anymore, that meant they’d already gone home. He’d sent an e-mail to the company manager asking him to send him a list of all the employees working that night. It may have been late, but after all, it was his company and he had no business asking him questions about what he was or wasn’t doing. When he walked through the door to his bedroom, all he wanted was a good bath and then to put a name to this beauty fatale who was driving him so crazy.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

As he finished his shower to calm his cock, he heard the sound of a notification and when he retrieved his phone, it was the list he’d requested. There was only one girl working that night, so she was the only one with the name Olivia Turner. He remembered that he had to know whether she’d arrived or not.

She hadn’t had time to change and had slipped straight under the comforter because to say she wasn’t sad would be a big lie. Every time she closed her eyes, she felt as if he were still inside her, feeling his skin against hers, his gentle caresses on her skin. It was the ringing of her telephone that brought her out of her reverie. She saw that it was a private number again, definitely his, and she hoped that this time he would talk to her and not just remain silent.

“I hope you’ve arrived safely, Olivia,” said the man’s sexy, manly voice on the other end of the line. She was amazed that he knew her name, yet she hadn’t told him anything about it, and the fact that he was making sure she’d arrived safely gave her hope; hope that she’d see him again one day and be able to experience some crazy moments with him.