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Good fucking girl.

Did you come hard?

Yes

What was I doing that made you scream as you came for me?

Sucking my clit as you fingered me

…hard

If that’s what you want mi reina

Next time…

Go lock your front door. You wouldn’t want a strange man sneaking in while you slept.

I don’t smile often, but I can’t control the one spreading across my face as I turn over the engine and pull from the parking spot. I head back to Manhattan and my penthouse. Parking in the garage, I grab Alexys’s cum splattered panties from the seat and head upstairs. I quickly find the items I need, ready them for tomorrow, and make appropriate arrangements.

fourteen

ALEXYS

Sitting down at my desk, I am completely exhausted, and the day is only just starting. I barely managed to get more than a couple hours of sleep because I just couldn’t stop thinking about him. Or thinking about what that meant about the state of my mental health.

Sane women don’t want to know more about the man stalking them. Sane women don’t get turned on and masturbate to the man who breaks into their house in the middle of the night. They definitely don’t have an orgasm unlike any other in their life either. Yet, here I am. Doing all of the above and refusing to be more than a few feet from my phone in case he texts.

What the fuck, Lex?

When the phone lying on the desk buzzes, I can’t feign my excitement. As I clammer to pick it up, Mr. Ramirez steps in front of me. Even with an unusual smirk, his voice carries his usual gruff tone, “I hope you show the same level of enthusiasm for this position as you do for your personal life.”

Fuck. I continue to make a remarkable first impression with this man.

The moment he is in his office, I swipe open my phone.

UNKNOWN

You look heavenly this morning. That blue dress was fucking made for you and those beautiful curves of yours.

My thumbs hover over the keyboard, but I don’t know how to respond. Not just because this is crazy but because the men that I have been with have tolerated my extra fluff. Meanwhile, this man, who I should probably be reporting to the police, seems to truly enjoy every extra inch of me.

Did you sleep well, mi reina?

No. I couldn’t sleep.

Were you up thinking about me?

Yes…


And that I shouldn’t be thinking about you the way I am

I had the same thoughts about you, but mine all ended with me filling you with my cock and covering you with my cum.

I feel the warm flush of embarrassment creeping up my neck and over my cheeks.

Who talks like that?

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