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Mr. CEO Wants Me 048
The next day started off like any other, emails piling up on my desk, and the constant gossip happening all around the office. I tried my best to bury myself in work, focusing on tasks that didn’t actually need my immediate attention, just to keep my thoughts from wandering where they shouldn’t. It wasn’t like I was actually being productive, I just wanted to keep my mind busy. After everything that happened yesterday, with Suzan running her mouth and the awkward tension with Jordan, I wanted to avoid any more drama. I didn’t need any more eyes on me, and I definitely didn’t need Nick on my mind. I figured keeping my head down was the safest option.I didn’t want to overthink it, the way Jordan had looked at me like he had something to say but never really saying it. I didn’t want to think about how it felt when his eyes lingered on me a little too long. I wanted to convince myself that nothing had changed between us—but that was a lie, and I knew it.I spent the morning avoiding him.
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-30Mr. CEO Wants Me 049
The day started off slow and made me question whether I even wanted to step outside my apartment or just stay curled up in bed, letting time pass without a second thought. But I knew I had already made plans that involved seeing Brenda, and after everything that had been happening lately, I needed a break from my own thoughts, from work, from everything that kept my mind spinning in a direction I didn’t want it to go.Brenda had been texting me non-stop for the past few days, dropping hints that she had something important to tell me, but never actually coming out and saying it. Typical Brenda. She always wanted me to drag the truth out of her, like she enjoyed watching me piece things together instead of just giving me a straight answer. But that was just how she was, and honestly, I was used to it by now.So, after spending way too much time debating whether I should actually go or just tell her I wasn’t in the mood for socializing, I finally pulled myself together, grabbed my keys,
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-31Mr. CEO Wants Me 050
When Nick invited me over to help him cook dinner, I didn’t even have to think about it before saying yes. The idea of spending time together, just the two of us, doing something as simple as making a meal, felt strangely exciting. I wasn’t sure if it was because I was looking forward to the food or if it was because I was looking forward to the company, but either way, I found myself practically rushing to his place.By the time I got there, the anticipation had already settled in my stomach, making me feel a little restless. But the moment he opened up and flashed that easygoing smile of his, all my nerves disappeared.“Hey, you made it,” Nick said, stepping aside to let me in, his voice carrying that usual warmth that always made me feel comfortable.“Of course, I made it,” I said.We headed toward the elevator, and as we stepped inside, the doors slid shut with a soft chime. The ride up was quiet at first, just the faint hum of the elevator filling the space, until we stepped into
Huling Na-update : 2025-03-31Mr. CEO Wants Me 051
By the time dinner was finished, the air between us had changed. It wasn’t just the easy laughter or the way our hands kept brushing when we moved around the kitchen—it was something deeper and impossible to ignore.Nick poured us each another glass of wine, the golden liquid catching the soft glow of the overhead lights. He leaned against the counter, watching me with an expression that made my stomach twist.“You know,” he said, swirling the wine in his glass, “I don’t do this often.”I raised an eyebrow, taking a slow sip from my own glass. “Cook dinner?”He chuckled, shaking his head. “Invite people over like this to spend time and talk.” He gestured vaguely between us, as if that explained everything he wasn’t saying out loud.I set my glass down, letting his words settle in the quiet space between us. “And yet, here we are,” I murmured, searching his face for an answer I wasn’t even sure I needed.“Here we are,” he echoed, his voice softer now, almost like he was testing how the
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-01Mr. CEO Wants Me 052
Nick’s hands gripped my hips like he was afraid I’d slip away if he let go. My lips were still teasing down his chest, slow and tasting the salt of his skin as I worked my way lower. His breath hitched, and I could feel the tension coiling in him, the way he fought to keep control. But I was not there to let him stay composed. I wanted him squirming, just like he’d done to me.I glanced up at him, catching that dark, hungry look in his eyes, and flashed him a wicked little smile. “You’re not getting off that easy,” I murmured, my voice low and teasing as my fingers hooked into the waistband of his pants, tugging them down just enough to make him groan.I slid my hands up his thighs, nails grazing lightly, and felt him tense under my touch. My lips followed, brushing soft kisses along his skin, inching closer until he was practically trembling. “You’ve been so patient,” I purred, letting my breath fan over him, “but I think it’s time I reward you.” I took my time, savoring every sound
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-02Mr. CEO Wants Me 053
After that wild, sweaty explosion on the kitchen counter, where Nick’s tongue had worked my pussy until I shattered into a trembling mess and I’d sucked his dick until he cursed my name, an awkward silence had crept in like a fog I couldn’t shake.I slumped there, my bare thighs still sticky against the cool granite, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath, my mind spinning in a million directions about what the hell had just happened between us.Nick stood up slowly, his dick still half-hard and glistening in the dim light, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as that smug grin faded into something softer, like he was waiting for me to say something—anything—to break the tension that hung thick in the air.I couldn’t look at him straight, my fingers fumbling to pull my top back over my head, my cheeks burning as I muttered something dumb about needing a glass of water, even though my legs felt like jelly and I wasn’t sure I could even stand without wobbling.Nick watched
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-03Mr. CEO Wants Me 054
Brenda went quiet for a second, and I could picture her standing there in her new kitchen, her mouth probably open, her eyes wide as she processed what I’d just dumped on her. Then she let out a slow whistle, followed by a laugh that was half shock, half delight, and I heard her flop onto her own couch, the springs creaking under her weight.“Holy shit, girl, you did what with Nick? On the kitchen floor? And the counter? Damn, I need a minute to wrap my head around this because I knew you two had some sparks flying, but this is next-level wild,” she said, her voice bubbling with excitement as she shifted, probably tucking her legs up like she always did when she got into a good story. “Okay, first off, I’m proud of you for going for it—I mean, sucking his dick and letting him eat your pussy like that, that’s some bold shit, and it sounds like he was all over you too, which is hot as hell—but now you’re home and freaking out, and I get it, I totally do, because you’re always overthinki
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-03Mr. CEO Wants Me 055
The next day at work started like any other, my heels clicking against the polished floors of the office as I shuffled toward my desk, my coffee cup trembling slightly in my hand because I didn’t sleep much, my mind still tangled up in the memory of the sensual moment I had with Nick’s at his place, and the way I bolted from his place like a scared kid.I settled into my chair, the hum of the open-plan office buzzing around me, phones ringing, keyboards clacking, someone laughing too loud by the break room, and I barely had time to open my email before I felt a shadow fall over me, my stomach flipping as I looked up and saw Nick standing there, all six feet of him in a gray suit, his tie loosened just enough to hint at the man I saw naked last night.Nick leaned against the edge of my desk, one hand resting on a stack of reports I hadn’t touched yet, his fingers tapping lightly as he looked down at me with those dark eyes that made my breath catch, a small, nervous smile tugging at hi
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-04
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I booted up my laptop, the hum of the machine matching the nervous buzz in my chest. I could still remember last week’s meeting with my colleagues and how Suzan ratted me out, now everyone knew I’d been crushing on the boss or probably had an affair with him, and worse, Jordan knew I’d turned him down for Nick, his quiet demeanor was so obvious. I sipped my coffee, the bitter taste grounding me before I opened a report Nick had assigned me to review due to my new role as executive senior director. Footsteps shuffled nearby, and David’s voice broke through as he leaned over Torres’s desk, coffee mug swinging. “Yo, have you seen her yet? Bet she’s still bubbling from her new role,” he said, his eyes flicking my way. I froze, my fingers stalling on the keys, my face warming, praying he’d drop it. Torres chuckled, spinning his chair. “Man, she’s probably dreaming of Nick.” He winked at me. I bit my lip and fired a response. “Really funny, Torres. Maybe focus on your own work for onc
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The evening air felt cool against my skin as Nick and I stepped out of his car, the neon sign of The Rusty Anchor buzzing above the bar’s entrance. I tugged my jacket tighter, my skirt swaying with each step and my hand tucked into Nick’s warm grip.Brenda’s call earlier had initiated this outing, Jason’s idea to hang out, and now here we were, ready for drinks and whatever the night threw at us.“You nervous?” Nick asked, his voice low, his thumb brushing my knuckles.I smirked, squeezing his hand. “Me? Nah, just excited to see all of us hanging out and having fun.” Nick chuckled, pulling me closer, his lips grazing my ear. “Good, 'cause I’m excited about tonight too.”We pushed through the door, the bar’s dim lights washing over us, the hum of chatter and clinking glasses filling the space.Brenda waved from a corner booth, her dark hair loose now, a red top hugging her curves, Jason was standing beside her, tall and broad, his flannel sleeves rolled up.“Over here, you two!” Brend
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Late Saturday afternoon, Nick and I were tangled on the couch in my apartment. My skirt rode up my thighs, his hands gripped my hips, and our breaths were coming in short gasps. It all began with a simple kiss after lunch, sandwiches still half-eaten on the coffee table, but it escalated quickly, his lips hungry on mine, my fingers yanking his shirt open. I straddled him, my panties shoved aside, his jeans unzipped just enough for his hard dick to push inside me, hot, deep. “Fuck, you feel so good,” he growled, thrusting up, his voice rough against my ear, sending shivers down my spine. I moaned, rocking against him, my nails digging into his shoulders, heat building fast as I whispered, “Don’t stop, Nick, I’m so close.” The couch creaked under us, cushions slipping, I lost myself in him, my body trembling, right on the edge. A loud knock at the door jolted me, my head snapped up, and my heart slammed as I froze mid-motion. Nick groaned, his grip tightened, and his voice came out
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The morning sun shone bright over the city as I walked toward our company’s building. The glass windows sparkled, showing off the busy streets below. I felt a flutter in my chest, something different about today, though I didn’t know why. Maybe it was the cool air or the quick looks my coworkers shared as we met in the lobby.I stepped inside, and the usual hellos bounced around the office. But there was a buzz, a hint of something forthcoming. I heard bits of chatter about a meeting, and guesses about changes. My ears perked up, but I stayed cool, nodding at people as I passed.At precisely 10 AM, we were assembled in the expansive conference hall. The room buzzed with murmurs and speculation. Nick, our esteemed CEO, stood at the front of the conference room, flipping through slides as the employees sprawled around the long room.I sat near the middle, doodling in my notebook, my stomach fluttering because I’d heard whispers of raises but nothing solid until Nick dropped the surprise
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After a long day dodging Clara, Kim, and Hannah’s nosy questions at the office, I got home around six, kicking off my heels by the door, the cool hardwood floor soothing my tired feet as I padded into my apartment. I tossed my bag on the couch, grabbed a basket of laundry from the bedroom, and hauled it to the tiny washer in the corner, the hum of the machine kicking on as I stuffed in a mix of blouses and jeans, the detergent’s clean scent filling the air. With that going, I flopped onto the couch, remote in hand, and flicked on a random rom-com—something light with cheesy lines and predictable kisses—letting the noise drown out the quiet while I stretched out, my legs draped over the armrest, my mind still half at work, half on Nick. The movie rolled on, the heroine tripping over her own feet to win back her man, and I smirked, grabbing a bowl of popcorn from the kitchen during a commercial break, the kernels crunching between my teeth as I settled back in. The washer beeped,
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Later in the day, the employees gathered in the conference room for a brief meeting with the CEO, the long table cluttered with laptops and coffee cups, the blinds half-open letting in slants of gray light as Nick stood at the front, flipping through slides about quarterly goals, his voice steady and commanding, his suit jacket off, sleeves rolled up to his elbows.I sat near the middle, scribbling notes, my pen scratching against the paper, but my eyes kept drifting to Nick, catching the way his shirt stretched across his shoulders, the memory of those arms lifting me against the hotel door making my thighs clench under the table.Nick glanced my way, just for a second, his gaze locking with mine, a knowing spark flashing there—warm and private, a silent reminder of our weekend—and I felt my breath hitch, my lips twitching into a tiny smile before I dropped my eyes to my notebook, heat creeping up my neck.“So, we’re pushing for a tighter timeline on the new app rollout, and I need e
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The Monday after that wild night at The Velvet Haven, I walked into the office with a bounce in my step, my heels clicking against the shiny floor as I carried my coffee, the steam curling up from the lid, my mind still buzzing with the memory of Nick’s cock inside my pussy, his lips on mine, and the way he’d called me his girlfriend in that husky, possessive tone that sent shivers down my spine even now.I settled at my desk, the usual Monday chaos already brewing, phones trilling, printers whirring, someone’s chair squeaking across the room as they rolled it back, and I couldn’t help but smile, a small, secret thing that tugged at my lips as I opened my laptop, my fingers brushing the keys while I replayed the weekend in my head, feeling lighter than I had in months, maybe years.Clara, perched at the desk next to mine, noticed it first, her eyes narrowing as she spun her chair toward me, her coffee mug dangling from one hand as if she was gearing up to grill me. “Okay, hold up a se
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We stumbled into The Velvet Haven, a sleek boutique hotel with dark walls and velvet curtains that swallowed the light, the lobby quiet except for the soft jazz playing somewhere distant, and we barely paused at the front desk as Nick booked us a suite, his arm around my waist, pulling me close until my hip pressed against his, his fingers flexing against my side while the clerk swiped his card with agonizing slowness.I pressed myself tighter against him, feeling the heat of his body radiating through his shirt, my lips brushing his ear as I tilted my head, my breath warm against his skin, and whispered, “Hurry up, because I’m soaking wet for you, my panties are drenched just thinking about you, and I need your cock inside me like yesterday, stretching me, fucking me until I can’t stand it.”My voice was a low purr, laced with desperation, and I nipped at his earlobe, tasting the salt of his skin, my hands sliding up his back, feeling the muscles shift as he leaned into me.Nick smir
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Right after I said yes to being Nick’s girlfriend, the air between us shifted, crackling with something electric and unstoppable, like a storm rolling in that neither of us could outrun, and he didn’t wait a second longer, leaning across the table with a sudden, breathtaking urgency, his hand sliding behind my neck, fingers tangling in my hair as he pulled me into a kiss that stole my breath away, leaving me dizzy and gasping for air.Nick’s lips crashed against mine, firm and hungry, tasting of the sharp red wine we’d been sipping and a deeper, wilder desire that set my nerves on fire, his tongue slipping past my teeth to dance with mine in a slow rhythm that made my head spin, and I melted into it, my hands gripping the edge of the table so hard my knuckles whitened, the napkin slipping from my lap to the floor in a soft crumple as my whole body lit up, tingling from my scalp down to my toes like I’d been plugged into a live wire.I felt like I was falling, tumbling into a void wher
