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A moment with the boss
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Slave of your body It has ended"
"I'm not going to leave you," he says, pressing his entire front against my back as his mouth opens next to my ear. "I'm going to take off this mini-dress of yours." I can barely nod, but he senses my response and begins nibbling on my earlobe, increasing the relentless pressure I already feel within me. "Harry, my aunt..." "You're too beautiful, and that's why so many want what's mine," he purrs as he brushes his lips against my ear. "Oh, God... You can't be serious," I lean into him and feel his throbbing erection against my back through his jeans. "Feel that?" He begins to circle his hips and I moan. "I'm going to possess you." His words are charged with absolute conviction. I feel completely enslaved by them, but I can't let this go, he's taken by the notion that any man can have me. I feel his index finger begin to slowly ascend from the end of my back to the center of my spine and my head starts spinning out of control. I close my eyes tightly and try as hard as I can to
Slave of your body Repentance
The hours passed, and I decided to leave the bathroom, only to be surprised that he was still there. For minutes and hours, I had thought he had left. "You said you would leave me alone." I couldn't help it, I looked into his eyes. I blinked a few times and relaxed because he had stayed. Does he really love me? Why does he pursue me like this? Damn, he couldn't leave because he can't even handle his own body. "I'm sorry, I can't do it." What? Damn it, I can't allow him to not value me. What kind of relationship is this? I don't understand. The idea that my heart may not resist, that this feeling will continue to grow and I won't be able to control it, that I can't bear the idea that he will never love me, that it's all because... Ah, just thinking about it makes my heart ache. "That's enough. I don't want us to keep going through the same thing. You should see that you hurt me. Why did you drink?" I raised my voice. "We're not kids." Yes, I have to make it clear what I think an
Slave of your body The memory of what could have ended
Oh my God, it can't be that just a couple of hours ago, everything I had with Harry was about to end. [Flashback] I spent two hours in the cafeteria with my boss, said goodbye to her, and then locked myself in my room. I tried calling Harry, but his phone was off, and I was sent to voicemail. I had the intention of looking for him, but that exceeded the limits I should pass, I shouldn't stalk him, so I decided to stay home. The afternoon, almost night, arrived and my aunt came up to my room to leave me a glass of milk with a couple of saltine crackers. I thanked her for the detail and also apologized for deciding to stay locked up. She told me there would be no problem, that she would do the same, but to watch one of her soap operas. I couldn't help but smile, which caused me a bit of amusement, I got up from the bed and said goodnight with a strong hug, then turned around and ran to the dresser. I don't want my aunt to suspect that I'm feeling down, all because Harry doesn't answe
Slave of your body Minutes of reconciliation
Smile and start unbuttoning, with your gaze fixed on me. It's taking all my willpower not to rush forward and rip it off in one go. Why is he dragging it out so much? I know what he wants. He wants to make me wait. He likes to torture me. When he finally gets to the last button, he shrugs his shoulders back and takes it off. For a brief moment, as I see the muscles in his chest tense and relax when he throws both arms back, I think I might faint. He takes off his shoes and then frees himself from his pants. I scan his perfect physique and my mouth waters until I come to the horrible mark on his abdomen. My gaze lingers on it for a moment, but he steps back between my legs and makes me forget my curiosity. I try to control the urge to grab him. The pressure I feel between my legs makes me wriggle on the counter to relieve the tremendous spasms that torment me. He's not relaxed, either. His immense erection, trapped under his pants, thrusts forcefully against my thigh. He places his
Slave of your body True feelings!"
+ "Good morning," whispers, near my ear, "my love..." "Mmm... Please, Auntie, give me a couple more minutes, my body hurts so much," I complain. "Anything else you need," I hear a chuckle from a distance. "Let me sleep," I shout. "I'm dreaming about Harry, Auntie, I don't want to miss what happens after staying with him at his house." "I don't think you're dreaming," she mutters. I open my eyes and slowly my cheeks turn red... Red with embarrassment! It can't be! I'm so stupid, and now where do I put my face in shame? "Don't make fun of me because you're the one to blame," I sentence him before I have a heart attack from the embarrassment I feel. "You have no idea how much I want to be with you every night to know what you dream about," my face is horrified at the thought of the sexy man being with me. No way would I let him stay with me every night because then he would realize how crazy I am. My aunt would propose that I marry him. "First, you have to buy a psychiatric cl
Slave of your body New plans
+ I open my eyes, after being shaken awake by my aunt. She tells me that she needs me to get up because there are two people looking for me. At first, I wasn't pleased, but then she saw that the woman had a resemblance to... God, it's Harry's mother again. In a couple of minutes, I am ready to receive the unexpected visitors. I descend a couple of stairs and finally arrive at the entertainment room. "Good evening..." but I lose my train of thought when I see that there are two of them waiting for me: Pamela and the old lady. "Nice house," the woman says as she gets up from the comfortable couch. "Well, thank you for having us. I'll be brief because this environment is toxic," she says with a shrill voice like that of a Pekingese dog. "There's a problem, neither of you is invited to my house," I clear my throat, preparing to shout. "Aunt, you can call the police. They are not allowed to enter, there is already a video and I don't think this will be an exception," I raise my voice a
Slave of your body Unfiltered confessions
+ALEXANDRA+ After that fight with those two witches, my aunt comforted me and told me a thousand times that she won't leave, that it was advisable for us to leave this place and look for another quiet place, that there was no need to stay here, besides, she hasn't bought the house yet. She's scared, and I understand her, but she also has to understand that I can't go through life running away. That woman wants to provoke me, and she has succeeded, but I also have an ace up my sleeve, and I'm not willing to back down. To calm her down, I had to tell her that this won't end there, that Harry has to know, that his mother has gone too far. Pufff... Although I don't know if he can be told, not when it's about his mother. As I was about to fall asleep, I found out that Pamela had returned to my house, but this time she was accompanied by my direct boss. I told my aunt she could leave me alone with those two and if anything happened, she should not hesitate to call the police. My aunt,
Slave of your body Awkward moment
"Hey, that lady is my aunt. She's defending me and not saying anything about those three. Ugh, my aunt is good, but as an enemy... it's better to have her as a friend. "She's absolutely right. I'd like to know more about the topic because I'm her new boss, and I don't understand why she was moved from an area where she's good, although I'm not saying the area she's in now is bad since she's just starting. "What can you do for her? Once again, I invite you to make yourselves comfortable. I think this conversation will be long because you have to know a lot, and I know little. "Her niece has everything in her hands. My recommendation is that she doesn't resign. She hasn't done anything wrong, and she can't do whatever they want. "She's speaking in plural. I think many people are confused. I'm not the right person to address this issue, but her relationship with Harry Green is formal. My niece doesn't want everything to... "Aunt, it's not the right time." "Of course, it's the right
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Slave of your body Epilogue
+ "Don't even think I'll let you be with that bastard," I advanced until I was just a few centimeters from her, pushing her against the door as she tried to leave. I held her face in my hands and pinned her body with my weight. I brought my nose to her soft hair, inhaling deeply, as rage and desire combined into an intoxicating and explosive cocktail. Without thinking, I captured her lips with mine and our teeth clashed, but I managed to deepen the kiss. Mentally, I screamed in triumph as I felt her arms entwine in my hair. She growled against my mouth, allowing me to delve deeper. She let go and entwined her tongue with mine. I loved it. Her voracity was unexpected. Desire set my body on fire like wildfire. It was strange, I felt that I desired her and she desired me. With a burst of dominance, I grunted and held her by the throat with one hand while we kissed. With the hand that was free, I traveled down her body, discovering her curves; her breasts, her waist, her ass. Feeling
Slave of your body It still belongs to me, and nobody will take it away from me.
+ +HARRY+ Opening my eyes, a huge smile takes over my face as I feel the satisfaction of seeing her sleeping like the angel she is. Being close to her body gives me the opportunity to get closer to her, taking the form of a spoon. We have stayed on the couch. A deep sigh comes out of me, it's been a long time since I felt something like this, she has given herself to me without restrictions. Our bodies surrendered to each other and, thirsty for desire, we satisfied ourselves with pleasure. Control was everything for both of us, it had been that way for a long time. An ironic smile appeared on my lips when I supposed that our relationship was only going to be a temporary intimacy or would lead to the resignation of our marriage, but everything did not turn out as we had planned, no, now she belongs to me, she is my wife, and she will not stop being so. I am torn between fury and my other passive self, I do not want to continue seeing how she plays with our marriage... I have to b
Slave of your body Falling into temptations
I want to escape, Harper has left us alone once again, promising that no one will interrupt us this time. "This is my fucking life, Harry. Stop interfering," my voice breaks, and I feel myself becoming emotional. "That's why I'm asking you to let me go. We can finish this conversation another time." I fall silent as I see him approaching me, stopping for a fraction of a second so that our bodies and breath are close to each other. "Have you stopped loving me?" he asks softly, and I close my mouth and shake my head. "Well, I knew it," he says as he inhales deeply near my neck. Nervously, I moisten my lips, and a moan escapes me involuntarily. "You'll never get from him what I could give you." He cups my face in his hands, forcing me to look up at him, and we share a moment of eye contact. "Stop being presumptuous," I murmur, and he lowers his hands to my waist, lifting me up to kiss me. He presses his warm lips against mine, and I hold onto him tightly when I feel his tongue enter
Slave of your body I still love you
But no, I can't continue, I have to finally realize that Emmanuel is my life now. Shit, all of this is causing me to falter, to crumble, and not think things through. "Come here," his voice is low, and his mysterious gaze drives me crazy. I don't waste any time and slowly approach him. "On your knees," I steady my breathing. No, I have to stand firm, I can't fall because that would be a betrayal. "No, this would be..." "I would never treat you like a whore, and I don't even think that way." I have to resist, but a part of me wants to comply. My other self would kneel before him, and run my hands down the front of his hips without breaking our gaze. Watching as this man masturbates in front of me. No...! I can't be thinking about it, I can't do it. My other self betrays me, imagining what I could do if I fall before him. I see myself opening my mouth, and parting my lips, while at the same time bringing my hands to the back of his legs to grip his thighs. Ah, I melt at the
Slave of your body Hidden feeling
+ALEXANDRA+ I'm feeling kind of regretful because things aren't going as planned. Harry isn't taking things well, the conversation has gone off in another direction, and I don't feel comfortable talking about my personal life, especially after hearing how he blatantly denies his relationship with the woman his mother has always wanted him to be with. Dylan showed me some pictures, and now I feel like I've been living a lie! I'm so stupid for coming to him without considering the consequences. What's wrong with me? I didn't waste any time telling him that he's the father of two wonderful little ones. It's not a lie, but obviously, he's not going to take it well, thinking that I took away months of his time with his children. These past few years have been full of ups and downs for me. The changes were tremendously radical, simply because I had two babies forming inside me. It wasn't just one, as the damn ultrasound showed. In the end, it was two. A lot of things went through my min
Slave of your body Where is my son
No, this seems like a blessed movie or a dramatic novel! "This is a fucking joke, this cheap speech, nobody believes it, you're hearing yourself right," I burst out laughing after hearing a lot of shit from her. "You're talking about how I'm the guilty one and that it's better for you to be away with someone else than with me." "Your reaction is normal, but that's how things are. It was difficult for me to understand, but the truth is that everything was true. We let ourselves be carried away by what we felt, all without considering the consequences of our actions," she looks away after taking a deep breath. "I'll step aside, it's not like I'm taking something away from you that you never had," she crosses her legs after leaning back on the couch. "I'm sorry, I'm introducing myself now because I had to fulfill what I promised, two years without hearing from you." I can see that smile that is hard to appreciate with her lost gaze. I am petrified as I process everything she is saying
Slave of your body The reunion of a confrontation
+ +HARRY+ Time has passed slowly for some, but quickly for others... I have been waiting for the woman who pierced my heart to the core to appear, but I have stopped searching for her again and asking about her because things have taken another direction. I have clung to work like never before, I can't handle myself, she has left me. These past two years have been eternal for me, thinking about her, what has become of her? What is she doing? Who is she with? Has she married? Many questions go through my mind day and night, overwhelming and torturing me at the same time. It's unfair what she has done, she has taken away my right to be with my son, it's not just abandonment, no, it's all about her cruelty, taking away my right to know and be with my son. I have tried to forget her and make this pain go away as quickly as possible. It's clear to me that women don't fulfill me, none of them can compare to Alexandra, and I'm definitely tired of that, it's better to stop before I go cra
Slave of your body The love of Dylan
+ Waking up abruptly, I rub my eyes and glance around. Memories flood back, and I start to comprehend where I am, standing still and processing everything. Oh God, I'm wearing gray silk shorts and a matching silk tank top. He took my clothes off! He saw me naked! Damn, pervert! I'll kill him if he violated me. My phone! What time is it? I swing off the bed and see a pair of low sandals underneath it, I put them on without hesitation. Where is my clothes? I search with my GPS eyes. I look for my wallet. Shit! I left it in the car. I start to panic and try to think of how I'll get out of this house. How will I leave if I don't know where I am? You'll pay for this, you possessive man, I don't give a shit that you're a sexy man and my friend at the same time. Without thinking any further, I decide to leave the room and get lost in this unknown place, although I won't deny that it's magical and cozy. I stealthily walk out like a cautious thief, to my surprise, the entire place is desert
Slave of your body Will you sleep with me?
Dylan took my hand and pulled me out of the office. I tried to break free from him, but the more I struggled, the tighter he squeezed my hand. I could tell he was furious, and his anger was palpable. Control! I had to control myself because if I didn't, I would lose my head along with him. I couldn't stand a man controlling me, let alone one who was so possessive. We quickly left the house. "You're too manipulative," I said. I'm sure his sister will wonder where I went. What will I tell her? It's all so unfair, I try to stay away from sin and temptation, but they keep pulling me back in. I complain of pain, but it doesn't stop him. I want to scream, but it would be stupid to do so. "It's time to go," he exclaimed authoritatively. "Wait..." Oh my God! It's his sister... I try to let go of Dylan's hand, but the idiot won't let me. I feel like I'm going to faint, I'm begging the universe to swallow me up or take me away. "Do you need anything, sister?" he spoke dryly. "Where are y
