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"Did you?"
Ember shuddered in a mixture of fright and excitement when she saw the way Ilyas' gaze glittered down at her with a savage mix of desire and fury.
"Damn you, damn you, damn you, your mouth is so fucking tight—-"
Ember could only moan and suck harder on his cock. She might still be a virgin, but she was no innocent little lamb, and the expression on his beautiful face could only mean one thing.
"I'm about to fucking cum—-"
Oh God.
"And you are going to swallow every drop of it."
Yes, yes, yes.
"Do you understand?"
Ember glared up at the sheikh even as the thought of him cumming inside of her mouth was making her writhe helplessly under him. It almost felt unreal when she thought of how it was only yesterday that the sheikh failed to realize she was a woman, and now...
"Ember."
Hearing Ilyas groan her name just as he tightly gripped her head was all the warning he gave her, and then he was finally cumming inside of her mouth—-
Oh God.
Ilyas didn't let go of her head even as his wild and forceful thrusts had the hot, salty thickness of his semen shooting all the way down to her throat. It didn't taste anything like she had imagined, but she craved it all the same because it was from him.
She loved everything about him...just like how she lovedhim.
Ilyas was still breathing hard as he reluctantly pulled out of his secretary's mouth. He was still semi-erect, and just remembering how it felt to have Ember's rosebud lips wrapped around his length had him wanting desperately to fuck her other holes.
How could he have been blind all this time about how lusciously hot his own damn secretary was?
He had never been the type to mix business with pleasure, and while he still considered fucking one's own staff a worthless risk, Ilyas also knew that this was only the beginning for him and his stubborn little chick.
Even just by looking at her now, and seeing her gray eyes fiery with rebellion, her trembling lips exquisitely swollen, and her nipples still pointedly pushing against her shirt—-
Ilyas wanted her again, and he wanted her even more because of the way she was struggling to conceal her need. Everything about her told him that Ember wanted him more than ever, and Ilyas would be more than fucking happy to return the favor and make her cum...if she did just this one thing.
Ember bit her lip as she watched the sheikh zip his cock back into his pants. Was this it then? Was it over? Just like that?
She looked up at him warily, and fire unfurled deep within her belly when she realized he had been staring at her all this time.
Oh God.
Those golden eyes of his were making her feel like he had her in a starring role for a porn movie, and the entire thing just happened to be written exclusively for the sheikh's pleasure.
"I want to return the favor, Ember."
The velvety tone of his words nearly had her shuddering anew. And what did he mean by—-
"I want to make you cum."
Oh.
"But before I can do that...you'll need to beg me for it."
What did he just say?
