Secretary on the Bed

Chapter 4

Chapter 4: The Secretary on the Bed

After standing and thinking for almost half an hour, the only solution was to confess the truth.

Yes, she had to tell Alexander, she had to tell him everything, even if she would be reprimanded.

Elizabeth decided to walk back to Alexander's table, only to find it empty.

"Boss... where did you go?"

She spun around anxiously, searching for him, but he was nowhere in sight, so she asked a passing staff member.

"Excuse me, did you see... a big man sitting here drinking?"

"Oh, Mr. Alexander, right?"

"Uh, yes."

"Just a moment ago, the gentleman was sick, so the staff took him to his room."

"The boss got sick."

"Yes."

She took a moment to regain her composure before stammering out another question.

"And do you know which room my boss booked?"

"Yes, the suite."

She exhaled in relief, thanked the staff, and hurriedly made her way to the luxurious suite where Alexander was staying, filled with anxiety.

Upon arrival, she encountered a male staff member walking out of Alexander's suite.

"Is Mr. Alexander in the room?"

"Yes, he is."

"Thanks a lot."

She smiled at the staff member before quickly opening the door to the suite, where she found the young man lying topless, stretched out on the bed.

Elizabeth sighed softly and moved closer to Alexander's large, perfect body, trying to look past his broad chest but failing.

Alexander's chest was very wide and covered with hair, and his muscles were well-defined. She admired him before reaching out to touch him, but pulled her hand back before she could.

Don't do this, Beth...

Finally, she managed to tear her gaze away from Alexander's broad chest and focus on his face.

And now she had to wake him up to listen to her mistakes, right?

She was scared... but there was no other choice...

"Boss... Boss..."

"You're here already..."

The voice of the drunk man came softly from his throat, even though his sharp eyes remained closed.

"Well... I have something to tell you."

"Come up on the bed... I'm waiting..."

A large hand grasped her arm with precision, even though his eyes were still closed.

She was shocked and frozen, wanting to shake off his hand forcefully but afraid of upsetting Alexander.

"I've been waiting for you... Come here... Come and calm my madness..."

"Ah... Boss..."

The drunken man's pull was surprisingly strong, causing her to fall backward onto the bed, landing on his muscular body.

"Boss, it's me, Beth, Boss..."

She pushed him away as he rolled over her, and the bright lights in the room suddenly went out as if on a timer, leaving only the dim yellow glow of the bedside lamp.

"I want to have sex... Make it happen... Now..."

Was she dreaming? Alexander was on top of her, and he was... Yes, he was about to enjoy her body without being conscious.

What should she do? Should she quickly push him away and escape from this room?

Or...

Allow him to take her virginity and keep this secret hidden forever.

Her struggle subsided as her long-loyal heart took control, even over the shame in her soul.

She wouldn't have another chance like this, so she shouldn't let it slip away.

Sleep with Alexander, let him enter her, revel in the pleasure he was offering, and let it all end by tomorrow morning, as if nothing had happened. Alexander wouldn't know who he had slept with because he was very drunk.

"Yes..."

She agreed in a trembling voice, her thick glasses were pulled off and tossed beside the bed by her small hand, and her full lips, never kissed before, parted in anticipation.

She writhed under Alexander's powerful naked body as if in a dream. Yes... She had dreamed of this moment, the time when Alexander would enter her body every night, but this time it was real.

After Alexander bit her lip and sucked her tongue almost to the point of tearing, he licked down on her smooth white neck, carelessly tearing off the clothes he had chosen for her, then licked all over her smooth shoulders that had never been touched by any man before.

"Ah... Oh, Boss... Boss..."

His large hands grasped her ample breasts, and he groaned deeply, his piercing eyes nearly closed as he gazed at her small, pink rose-colored n*****s.

She felt as if she were about to be devoured by him; both his gaze and his touch made her shiver with pleasure, causing her desire to overflow.

Soon, he buried his face in her ample D-cup breasts, nuzzling into them, while his hands kneaded them firmly. More impressively, he rubbed her n*****s with his strong fingers simultaneously.

“Ah... Oh... Boss... It feels amazing...”

What was happening to her? Why was she crying out so shamelessly? She should have been embarrassed, but the overwhelming pleasure was taking over, transforming her into a woman consumed by passion.

“Ah... Oh... Ah... Oh... It feels incredible...”

She writhed with intense desire, and when her n*****s were flicked by his rough tongue, her entire being seemed to ignite.

“Oh... Ah... It feels so good... Ah... Ah...”

She never knew he was so skilled at this. He sucked, licked, nibbled, and tugged at her n*****s as if they were a favorite dish to be savored.

“Oh... Boss... It feels so good... Ah... Ah...”

He growled with satisfaction as she squirmed in pleasure. He sucked on both n*****s, tugging at them like a hungry baby until he was satisfied, then kneaded them forcefully several times before moving up to kiss her full lips. She parted her lips in anticipation and was the one to slip her tongue into his mouth.

“Mmm... Oh...”

He groaned even more deeply, and his kisses became more intense. She was so overwhelmed with pleasure that she felt moisture seeping out, and she sensed his large hand moving to her front.

“Ah... Oh... Boss... Don't... Ah... Ah...”

Being a virgin, she instinctively protected her body, but when his long fingers slid deep into her tight entrance, teasing her slick wetness, she went wild.

“Ah... Oh... Ah... Oh... It feels so good... Don't stop... It feels so good, Boss... It feels so good... Oh...”

She eagerly lifted her triangular mound for him to use his fingers willingly, moving with surprising abandon, her mouth moaning, her body writhing, and offering herself with fiery passion.

He moaned continuously, then proceeded to lick her n****e again, sucking hard as if trying to swallow it down his throat. Then he released it and trailed his tongue down to her stomach.

“Ahh... mmm... Boss... ah... ah...”

She writhed and squirmed from intense pleasure. The more he kissed and licked down to her mound, the more overwhelmed she became, to the point that her arousal flowed uncontrollably.

“Ahh... Boss... what are you going to do?... Ah... ahh...”

“I’m going to lick...”

“Ah... oohh, Boss... Boss, please... don’t... ah... don’t do it... don’t lick... mmm, ah... ah...”

She pushed him away because she had never been licked there by a man before, but... but he wouldn’t stop. He spread her thick thighs apart and continued licking thoroughly.

“Ooohhh... ah... ah... Boss... Boss... it feels so good... ah... ahh... mmm... why does it feel this good? Ah...”

She couldn't resist him anymore, unable to fight against the intensity of Alexander's tongue. He was skilled at licking and sucking. No matter where he moved his tongue, it made her respond in a way that was truly astonishing.

"Ah... mmm... ah... ah... Boss... it feels so good... ah... ah... mmm... it feels so good... ah..."

She moaned loudly while lying sprawled, moving her wet mound toward him for him to lick, doing so willingly and wholeheartedly.

Alexander didn't stop licking. Did he do this with every woman? Why was he so submissive to that part of a woman? She tried to find an answer, but when his long finger entered deeply into her body, she jolted in surprise.

"Oh..."