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    In that moment, when I said “everything,” a cheeky twi nkle lit up my eyes. The room buzzed with


    excitement as a big meal rolled in front of Sebastian. His office, usually scrious business, turned into a


    food party ce.


    Trying not tough, I enjoyed seeing all the tasty dishesing in. Sebastian’s work table,


    unexpectedly turning into a stage for the food show, happily weed each te. Even the workers


    who helped bring the food seemed surprised; their eyes got big. quietly showing how amazed they


    were.


    I thanked thest delivery person with a nice nod and used Sebastian’s card to pay. After he left, I


    closed the door, making Sebastian’s office a cozy spot just for us


    As I walked to the table, I couldn’t ignore Sebastian’s intense look. “What?” I asked. innocently, acting


    like I didn’t know he was upset.


    He frowned more. “Can you finish all of that?”


    “I’m hungry,” I said, shrugging like it was no big deal. With a yful look, I went to the dishes from


    different ces-some with Asian vors, others with fancy European. tastes. My feast was ready to


    begin.


    I know Sebastian hasn’t eaten as well, but I’m determined to make him pay for what he didst night


    and this morning. “What do you think you’re doing?” I asked him with an arched eyebrow when I saw


    him getting food from the table.


    “Eating,” he responded sarcastically.


    “You order yours. These are all mine,” I told him.


    His frown even got deeper. He let out an exasperated sigh as he massaged his temple. “Don’t be


    absurd, ire. You can’t possibly finish all of those.”


    “I don’t care. I can take home the rest or give it to your employees,” I argued.


    “You’re giving it to my employees, yet you couldn’t even give me a te?”


    “Exactly,” I said, giving him a fake smile.


    He ended up going back to his table and picking up his phone. “Clifford, bring me some food,” he


    ordered before hanging up the phone.


    He was ring at me as he watched me eat my meal. While waiting for Clifford, he made himself busy


    in front of hisptop. He would asionally lift his head and look


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    at me with a death re. Clifford took at least thirty minutes before he arrived with. Sebastian’s meal.


    “Oh, Clifford! You’re here. Why don’t you grab some food? Get whatever you want,” I offered him as he


    walked inside the office with a takeout bag in his hand.


    He was switching his eyes between me and Sebastian. He looks confused about what’s happening.


    Who wouldn’t be? Sebastian asked him to buy him some food when there’s already a lot of food here.


    Though hesitant, Clifford put the takeout bag on Sebastian’s table before he walked towards the table.


    With each food that he picked up, he would look at Sebastian as if he were asking for permission.


    Sebastian, on the other hand, remained silent as he continued to re at me as if he were about to eat


    me.


    I continue to ignore him as I enjoy my food. We stayed silent the whole time we were having a meal.


    He was sitting on his desk while I was at the far end of the conference table.


    “Aaahhh, I’m so full,” I moaned before leaning against the backrest of my chair. Ast expected, I didn’t


    manage to eat even a quarter of the food that I ordered. I just ordered. those foods to despise him.


    I saw him eat a few bites, but I don’t think he likes his food. I noticed that he hadn’t finished his food. I


    somehow felt guilty knowing that he didn’t eat lunch because of me.


    grabbed a te of sushi, which I knew was one of his favorites, and brought it to his table. “Here, you


    can have this,” I said before cing the te on his table. I was about to return to my table when he


    suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him, causing me to fall on hisp.


    “You think this te of sushi is enough to make up for pis sing me off?” he asked with his deep and


    baritone voice.


    I gulped upon seeing the pure light glimmering from his eyes. “You pis sed me off first,” I argued,


    pouting my lips, hoping that was enough to bring me out of this danger.


    “Since we already established that we indeed pis sed off each other, don’t you think it’s about time to


    make amends?” He asked as his fingers were slowly tracing my skin, from my arm all the way up to my


    shoulders, before finally settling on top of my exposed cleavage.


    “What do you suggest?” I asked with deep breaths, as his fingers against my skin were sending electric


    jolts throughout my b*dy.


    “There’s only one thing in my head right now. And that’s makeup s3x,” he murmured as he brushed his


    lips along my jawline.


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    “H-Here?” I asked nervously.


    My breath hitched as he affirmed, “Yes,” his warm breath sending shivers down my spine. His trail of


    k*sses continued, a tantalizing journey down my neck, igniting a delicious ache of anticipation within


    me. His reassuring words were, “Don’t worry. No one would daree inside my office without my


    permission,” resonated in the intimate space we shared.


    That promise was all I needed-a fragile yet sturdy thread weaving through the fabric of desire, tethering


    me to the moment. I surrendered to the pleasure that his k*sses conjured, each one leaving an


    indelible mark on my very being. The air within-his office cra ckled with the charged energy of an


    unspoken agreement, a sanctuary where only our intertwined destinies mattered.


    His lips continued their descent, nting gentle k*sses along the contours of my neck and tracing a


    path down the inviting valley of my breast. Simultaneously, his other hand embarked on a journey,


    gliding down the curves of my thighs with a possessive yet tender touch. Every touch was deliberate,


    an exploration fueled by an unspoken understanding of longing.


    “I hate when you wear jeans.” His whispered confession reached my ears, punctuated by the softness


    of his k*sses. “I don’t have easy ess to this, he murmured, his hand now resting between my legs.


    I let out a gasp as his fingers moved through my jeans and found the most private parts. of me. The


    thick fabric couldn’t stop his determined touch; his fingers started a rhythm that made my b*dy feel


    intense.


    My


    moans filled the small room, mixing with quiet wishes. Every feeling became stronger, together with the


    fear of getting caught or being heard by the innocent people outside his office.


    He didn’t need words; what he did said everything. His touch showed a strong feeling, a closeness that


    didn’t need talking. In that hidden office moment, it felt like time stopped and the world outside didn’t


    matter.


    As our feelings mixed, the office changed into a ce of strong passion and shared feelings. In the


    middle of our secret connection, pleasure became a way to talk, and every touch, every k*ss, turned


    into a part of a love story made in the quiet of that


    moment.


    Lost in the waves of pleasure and intimacy, I didn’t notice when he started removing our clothes. Each


    piece fell to the ground until we were fully n*ked. I was ready for him to take me, but it seems like he


    had other things in mind. I was surprised when he suddenly lifted my b*dy and ced me on top of his


    table. He doesn’t care, even if my b*dy crushed the food that was just over his table. He ced me on


    his table as if I were


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    the one who’s going to be his meal.


    To my surprise, he effortlessly lifted my b*dy, cing me atop his table. The discarded clothing and


    remnants of a forgotten meal crinkled beneath us, but he seemed unfazed, as if I were the delectable


    offering spread before him.


    As I leaned against the table, Sebastian, with a deliberate ease, pulled a chair and positioned himself


    between my legs. It felt as though I were a tantalizing feast, offered in front of him. Time hung in


    suspense as anticipation crac kled in the air. He looks like


    hungry wolf, ready to enjoy his meal.


    With an unbridled hunger, Sebastian wasted no time. His tongue, warm and voracious, traced a path


    across my most intimate part, igniting a storm of sensations within me. He put my legs over his


    shoulder so he could lick me properly.


    The world outside that intimate space faded away, reced by the symphony of our shared desires. My


    moans harmonized with the rhythmic dance of his tongue, creating a melody that resonated in the


    confined quarters of his office. Every stroke, every flicker of his tongue, intensified the tempest within


    me.


    As Sebastian continued his feast, I surrendered to the storm, losing myself in the tidal waves of


    pleasure that surged through my being. I keep on turning my head from side to side, trying to find


    comfort as the waves of pleasure hit me rampantly. It didn’t take long before I found myself holding his


    hair tightly as I shamelessly grinded my hips. against his mouth, trying to find


    my release.


    As if attuned to the crescendo of my desire, he sensed the yearning for heightened pleasure. With a


    deliberate motion, he slid his fingers into the depths of my being.


    A symphony of ecstasy erupted as I couldn’t


    unrestrained cry, embarked on a rhythmic dance, thrusting in and out of my core, unleashing a torrent


    of sensations that cascaded through every fiber of my being. Waves of pleasure surged, painting my


    world in hues of unending bliss.


    “Ooohhh…fck!” His finge, Ontain the pleasure, releasing an


    Driven by an insatiable need for more, I found myself pleading, “Oohh, yes! Lick me more, please…


    faster!” My words hung in the air,den with urgency and desire, as if each syble carried the weight


    of an unspoken craving.


    In that intimate dance, he transformed into a willing serv ant of pleasure, attuned to my every whim. AsThis text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    amanding force, I directed him with fervor. “Faster,” I urged, and he, like a devoted  ve to


    desire,plied with unwavering obedience.


    The room became a sanctuary of shared passion, a realm where inhibitions were discarded and the


    boundaries of pleasure were explored without restraint. His fingers became instruments of bliss,


    conducting a symphony of pleasure that echoed in the confines of his office, a private concert of our


    intimate desires.


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    In the dance of pleasure, time seemed to lose its grip, and every thrust of his fingers etched a stanza in


    the poetry of our shared longing. Each plea and each response sculpted an intimate narrative, a tale of


    two souls seeking sce and ecstasy within the sacred confines of desire. And just like any poem, it all


    comes to an end. I can already feel the sweet tingling sensation building on top of my belly, a clear


    indication that I’m about to reach the peak of my ergasm.


    It was like he knew exactly what to do. He gave my sensitive spot one more quick touch with his tongue


    and pushed his finger in deep. Everything just blended together in a way that made an amazing feeling


    rush through my whole b*dy..


    At that moment, nothing else mattered. The incredible pleasure took over everything. His clever tongue


    and the way he used his finger worked together like experts, creating a beautiful song of feelings that


    went through my whole b*dy. It felt like every part of me was part of this amazing experience.


    I was catching my breath as my b*dy slowly descended from that mind-blowing Or gasm. But it seems


    like Sebastian has other things in mind. I haven’t even fully recovered, and my mind is still hazy from


    when he stood up and positioned himself in between my legs. He was nning to take me to that very


    same table.


    “Oooohhh…fck! You’re so tight!” He eximed, his words a mix of surprise and satisfaction as he


    gradually inserted his substantial member into me.


    Even after experiencing pleasure just moments ago, I couldn’t resist the overwhelming sensations that


    took hold of me once more. Moans and screams of ecstasy escaped my lips as he began to vigorously


    thrust his sizable c ock into my core. Each powerful movement sent waves of pleasure through me,


    intensifying the intimate connection we shared in that passionate moment.


    Lost in the whirlwind of sensations, I surrendered to the rhythm of his powerful thrusts. The air cra


    ckled with the symphony of our shared pleasure, each movement. building upon thest, creating a


    crescendo of ecstasy that echoed within the walls of his intimate office.


    With each primal thrust, a fusion of pleasure and vulnerability unfolded. Our shared breaths became a


    rhythmic melody, syncing with the intoxicating cadence of our entangled bodies. The boundaries


    between us blurred, and in that shared abandon, we discovered a profound connection that


    transcended the physical act.


    “Aaaahhh…yes, I’m cvmming!” Sebastian whispered against my ear as he continued to thrust inside


    me vigorously.


    It didn’t take long before our bodies exploded with pleasure as we reached the peak of


    happiness.


    our


    As the intensity reached its zenith, a shared release painted the canvas of our passion,


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    leaving us both breathless and satiated. In the aftermath, the room held the remnants of our shared


    ecstasy, a testament to the unspokennguage of desire that had unfolded within its sacred confines.


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