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His hand slowly trailed up my thigh, sending shivers down my spine. We were sitting opposite each other in his office, and the tension between us was palpable. I had at all times been drawn to his rugged masculinity and confidence, but now things had escalated beyond flirty glances and suggestive comments.

I knew I shouldn’t be here, knew that this was a forbidden office romance. But the danger of getting caught only made it more exciting, more intoxicating.

My boss’s hand reached the top of my thigh, and he squeezed gently as his eyes bored into mine. I parted my legs ever so slightly, giving him permission to go further. He ran his thumb along the edge of my panties, and I bit my lip to stifle a moan.

He leaned in close and whispered in my ear, “I’ve seen the way you look at me. The way you bite your lip when I speak. You want this just as much as I do.”

I nodded, unable to deny the truth of his words. He kissed me deeply, his tongue dancing with mine as he kissed me harder and harder. I could feel his hardness pressing against me, and I wanted nothing more than to feel him inside me.

He pulled away from our kiss, a wicked grin on his face, “Take off your panties.”

Without hesitation, I slid my panties down my legs and kicked them off, keeping my gaze locked on his. He reached under his desk and pulled out a pair of handcuffs.

“Put your hands behind your back,” he commanded.

I obeyed, feeling a rush of excitement at the wondered of being dominated by him. He cuffed my hands together and led me over to his desk, bending me over it so my ass was in the air.

He spanked me lightly, and I gasped at the sensation. He pulled my skirt up, revealing my bare ass, and trailed his finger down my crack.

“You’re so wet,” he said with satisfaction, before plunging two fingers inside me.

I moaned, my body writhing under his touch.

“I want you to beg for more,” he said, pulling his fingers out and positioning himself behind me.

“Please, fuck me,” I begged, unable to contain my desire.

He thrust into me hard, and I cried out at the sensation. He pounded into me relentlessly, the sound of our moans filling the room. I loved the way he took control, dominating my body as if he owned it.

We both came together, collapsing onto the desk in a sweaty, panting heap.

As we caught our breath, I knew that this was only the beginning of our kinky, forbidden office romance.
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