sex-me boss.

When Damon was a little distracted, Olivia took the opportunity to slip away. It was really time for her to get back to her friends and, given the man’s great sexual appetite and the fact that she too gave in every time, she had to leave before he tried anything else to get her hot. She quickly grabbed her clothes and started putting them on.

Damon had a big smile on his face. This girl thought she’d escaped him, but he knew that on Monday he’d see her again, so just two days from now.

-If I get caught up in this business, then how will I let you know?

– I’ll just find out, so if you’ve got the job, wait for me here at eight o’clock in the evening. You’re so anxious to get away from me, so please don’t leave me without a little kiss.

She began to prove to herself that she was absolutely right, the man was a sex maniac and she knew that the kiss was just an excuse to turn him on even more.

-No, if I get the job on Monday, I promise you’ll have as many kisses as you like, but as for now, I really must go.

Damon didn’t insist. Not that he was giving up, no, but he was going to take matters into his own hands without her noticing. He got up and started getting dressed too, because he didn’t know what else he’d do if she left. When Olivia got to the door, she turned the bolt a few times, but the door seemed to be locked, even though she’d left it there when she came in.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

– Is there a problem, Olivia?

The sound of that hoarse voice lodged itself in a corner of her brain, creating a total explosion in her lower abdomen, but she had to ignore it.

– Yes, the door’s locked, but I thought I’d left it.

– Just to be safe, I locked it before I met you in the shower. I’ll finish up and come and open the door.

She understood perfectly that he had planned everything. He’d locked the door on purpose, and that left her in doubt. She was afraid to start by taking off her clothes to wait for him.

– You’re taking too long, just tell me where the key is and I’ll manage.

– Why don’t you come and help me button up my shirt or zipper up my pants, that’ll make it go quicker.

This was a very tempting idea, and instead of zipping up his pants as he’d said, she planned to reach into his boxers and remove his member. This idea began to spread heat throughout her body and she really had to go.

– I really have to go.

– I’ve told you, to save yourself as that’s what you’d like to do, come and help me zipper up my pants because I’ve already finished buttoning my shirt and I’m planning to pour myself another drink.

He’d won and she had no choice but to do this. She didn’t want to go back near the bed where he was for fear of being close to temptation.

– In that case, come over here so you can open the door when I’ve finished.

A victorious smile played on Damon’s lips, reminding him that he’d never pressed a woman up against a door to penetrate her in one fell swoop. Instead, the door she so desperately wanted him to open would serve as a support. He wasted no time in advancing to the door. He stood in front of her and she instinctively lowered her head.

– So, darling, why don’t you take the opportunity to give me a little massage? It always gives me pleasure to feel your fairy hand caressing my member.

Olivia exhaled loudly. Just this man’s phrase managed to awaken everything in her, even what she didn’t want. She had to resist at all costs and simply do what she was supposed to do.