SO TEMPTED TO TOUCH: Erotica short stories.

BossX shy assistant2

Sage.

She’s still blushing, curled under the covers like she might vanish and those big brown eyes wide.

I can’t help it — I lean in closer, brushing my fingers along her jaw.

“You always this shy with your boyfriend?” I ask, voice low.

She bites her lip, nodding faintly. “Yeah… we… we don’t do much.”

That surprises me. I arch a brow. “Don’t do much?”

She shifts uncomfortably, eyes darting away. “He always says… showing skin is being a slut. It’s asking for immoral things.”

Now it makes sense — the oversized clothes, the beanies, the layers like she’s hiding from the world. Some insecure, controlling id!ot filled her head with garbage.

I stroke her cheek, making her look at me again. “You dressing like someone’s grandmother doesn’t protect you,” I murmur. “It just hides you. And trust me, sweetheart…” My gaze trails down, lingering on the curve of her bre.asts beneath the blanket. “…what you’ve got? Deserves to be seen.”

She flushes deeper, but her eyes soften, that hesitation warring with curiosity.

“Tonight…” I lean down, my lips brushing hers, “…I’m going to give you what your boyfriend never could.”

Her breath catches, the shyest little giggle escaping her as I kiss her again, deeper this time, my hand slipping beneath the blanket.

Her skin’s so soft to my touch.

I trail kisses down her throat, nuzzling lower, pulling the covers aside just enough to expose her chest.

Beautiful b00bs.

My tongue flicks her n!pple, teasing the peak as I palm her breast, sucking gently. She lets out the sweetest, breathy m0an, her giggles turning breathless as her fingers slide into my hair.

“Feels so new to me…” she whispers, giggling.

I smirk against her skin. “You’ll get used to it.”

I shift lower, pulling the blankets off entirely, spreading her thighs apart—and yeah, she's as beautiful as paradise.

She's clean shaven,her cl!it is so tiny her pssy lips have swallowed it. The number of times I've imagined how her p***y looks like in my office as she dropped files in my desk.

I dip down, inhaling her scent, sweet and warm, like vanilla and heaven itself.

My tongue flicks out, tasting her—and fck, she’s delicious.

Her m0ans are soft, shy, but real—the kind of sounds that crawl under your skin, addictive as hell.

I devour her slowly, savoring every lick, every shaky breath, every nervous little giggle turning into needy whimpers. I spread her lips open, to slide my tongue on her pssy.

Her phone starts vibrating on the nightstand.

She tenses.

I glance up, lips still teasing her lips down here. “Who’s calling?”

“Victor…”She whispers.

I reach over, grabbing the phone, answering with one hand as my tongue plunges deeper, my mouth working her, loud slurping sounds filling the room.

“Who the hell is this?” Victor snaps through the speaker.

I grin, flicking my tongue hard over her c**t, making her moan out loud.

“This?” I say casually between licks, “This is Hailey’s boss and new man. And right now…” I suck her c**t gently, loud, wet, sweetly“…I’m busy eating your ex girlfriend’s p***y. She’s dripping for me, tastes so good. And when I'm done I'll make love to her real nice and slow more than you ever could. So never call my girl again.”

Victor sputters, probably turning ten shades of red.

I hang up, tossing the phone aside, refocusing on Hailey.

She stares at me, completely flustered, breathless and cheeks redder than ever.

“You—told him—”

“I told him the truth.” I kiss her inner thigh, grinning. “You’re mine now, Hailey.”

Her m0an is all the confirmation I need as I dive back between her legs, determined to make her permanently mine.

She’s still squirming, her hips rocking up against my mouth despite how shy she is. I know she’s never been taken care of like this—never been kissed, licked to orgasm and touched the way she deserves.

And judging by how soaked she is? She’s starving for it.

I slide two fingers along her lips, spreading her open as my tongue circles her c**t again, as I savor every soft whimper, every shy and desperate giggle turning into shaky little moans.

“Are you always this sweet for your ex boyfriend?” I ask between licks, teasing the sensitive nub with the flat of my tongue.

She shakes her head rapidly, breathless. “N-No… he never… never—ah—”

I suck harder, sliding my fingers inside her, feeling how tight she is, how her walls flutter around me, gripping my hand like she doesn’t want me to stop.

Fck! She’s tight and wet. Soaking and trembling for me.

“That’s ‘cause he didn’t deserve you,” I mutter against her, curling my fingers just right, pressing into that sweet spot inside her. “You were wasting your time with a boy when you needed a real man to show you how good you can feel.”

Her head tilts back, eyes shut, lips parted in stunned pleasure as I push her higher. Sucking her cl!t with my mouth until her hips are rocking and are thighs trembling.

She gasps, her hands tangling in my hair, pulling weakly as the first 0rgasm washes over her, soft cries filling the room, her body quaking under my touch.

But I’m not finished.

I kiss up her trembling thighs, moving over her until I’m hovering above her, my c0ck hard, pressing against her pssy.

“Have you ever had a man inside you, Hailey?” I ask, in a low voice, my tip gliding along her pssy entrance, coating me in her wetness.

She bites her lip, cheeks flushed,“Just… once… it wasn’t…”

Her eyes dart away, embarrassed again.

I grip her chin, making her look at me. “Wasn’t good?”

She shakes her head, shy as hell.

I smirk, leaning in until my lips brush hers. “That’s ‘cause you’ve never had me.”

I push forward, slowly. She lets a soft whimper her hand squeezing mine. Fck, she's so tight—squeezing me so perfectly. Feeling a little too ambitious, I push deeper.

Her eyes flutter shut, lips parting as she gasps, her legs wrapping instinctively around my waist.

I hold still, giving her a moment.

“It's okay baby. I got you, don't worry. ” I murmur, brushing her hair back.

She nods quickly, her nails lightly scraping my shoulders. “It’s… so different, your dck is big, ” she whispers, awed.

“Yeah,” I smirk, rocking my hips slowly. “Because this is what it’s supposed to feel like.”

I set a steady rhythm, deep and slow thrusts dragging along her walls, my hands gripping her hips, pulling her closer.

Her moans are soft at first, shy, sweet, but they grow louder with every stroke, her body relaxing, welcoming me, her hips rolling up to meet mine.

“God, Hailey…” I groan, picking up the pace. “You feel—fcking—so good…”

Her giggles return between the needy whimpers, breathy and so innocent.

I dip down, kissing her neck, nipping at the soft skin as I thrust harder and faster, chasing both of our releases.

She clenches around me, trembling, her cries growing urgent as another orgasm rips through her, her walls squeezing me so tight I can’t hold back any longer.

I bury myself deep, letting out a groan. I spill inside her, hips grinding as I ride out every wave of pleasure.

We’re both breathless when I finally still, her body limp beneath mine.

I pull back just enough to meet her eyes, brushing my thumb over her cheek.

“Your new boyfriend just claimed you,” I mu

rmur, smirking as her cheeks flush pink again.

She covers her face with her hands, giggling.

Yeah… this trip? Definitely worth it.