The Billionaire and His Secretary

Olivia stepped into the elevator, her heart pounding with anticipation. She had been Mr. Black's secretary for three years now, and their relationship had always been strictly professional...until last night.

Olivia had stayed late at the office, working on a particularly challenging report. As she sat at her desk, Mr. Black had appeared in the doorway, his dark eyes raking over her curves.

"You're still here," he had said, his voice low and husky.

Olivia had looked up at him, her cheeks flushing. "Yes, sir. I wanted to make sure everything was perfect."

Mr. Black had crossed the room in two strides, leaning over her desk to look her in the eye. "It's always perfect, Olivia. You're perfect."

And then he had kissed her, his lips claiming hers with a passion that had left her breathless. Olivia had melted into the kiss, her hands coming up to tangle in his dark hair.

They had made love right there on the desk, the remnants of the report scattered around them as they lost themselves in each other. It had been a night of unbridled passion, one that Olivia had replayed in her mind a thousand times since.

Now, as she rode the elevator up to the top floor where Mr. Black's office was located, Olivia felt a thrill of excitement run through her. She knew what would happen the moment those doors opened, and she couldn't wait.

The elevator dinged, and the doors slid open. Mr. Black was waiting for her, his eyes darkening with desire as she stepped out.

"Olivia," he purred, reaching out to pull her into his arms. "You're just in time."

Without another word, he captured her lips in a searing kiss, his hands roaming over her body with a hunger that made her knees weak. Olivia responded eagerly, her own hands sliding under his shirt to feel the hard planes of his chest.

They stumbled backwards into his office, never breaking their kiss. Mr. Black kicked the door shut behind them, his hands already working at the buttons of Olivia's blouse.

He pushed the fabric aside, exposing her lacy bra underneath. His fingers deftly unhooked the clasp, freeing her breasts to his gaze.

"Beautiful," he murmured, ducking his head to take one rosy nipple into his mouth. Olivia gasped, arching into his touch as he laved the sensitive bud with his tongue.

As he lavished attention on her breasts, Mr. Black's hands slid down to cup Olivia's ass, kneading the soft flesh through her skirt. Olivia whimpered, grinding herself against him wantonly.

Suddenly, Mr. Black lifted her up, setting her on the edge of his desk. He stepped between her legs, hiking up her skirt to reveal her soaked panties.

"Already so wet for me," he growled, rubbing his thumb over the damp fabric. Olivia bit her lip, nodding frantically.

Mr. Black hooked his fingers in her panties, pulling them aside to expose her glistening folds. He stroked her slick entrance, gathering her juices on his fingers before bringing them to his mouth.

"Delicious," he said, his eyes never leaving hers as he sucked her essence from his digits.

Olivia watched him through hooded eyes, her body trembling with need. She reached for his belt, unbuckling it with shaking hands before unzipping his slacks.

Mr. Black's hard cock sprang free, and Olivia wrapped her hand around it, stroking him from base to tip. He groaned, his hips bucking into her touch.

"I need you inside me," Olivia breathed, guiding him to her entrance. "Please, sir."

Mr. Black needed no further encouragement. He thrust into her in one smooth motion, filling her completely. Olivia cried out, her walls stretching to accommodate his thick length.

They began to move together, their bodies slapping against each other as they lost themselves in the rhythm of their passion. Mr. Black pounded into her harder and faster, his breath coming in harsh pants.

Olivia could feel her orgasm building, her walls fluttering around him. She tightened her grip on his shoulders, burying her face in his neck as she came with a scream of ecstasy.

Mr. Black followed seconds later, spilling himself deep inside her with a guttural moan. They stayed like that for a long moment, their bodies joined as one as they rode out the aftershocks of their release.

Finally, Mr. Black pulled out, tucking himself back into his slacks. He helped Olivia off the desk, straightening her clothes with tender hands.

"Same time tomorrow?" he asked with a wicked grin.

Olivia smiled back, already looking forward to their next meeting. "You know it," she purred.

And with that, they went back to their respective corners of the office, ready to take on whatever challenges the day might bring...and eager for the next opportunity to give in to their forbidden desires.

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