Temptation Haven: Dirty Little Secrets

Comforting Distraction

About twenty minutes later, the blonde stormed out, furious. Lily grabbed a file as an excuse and hurried back to Mr. Ashford’s office. She found him pacing back and forth, knuckles white, jaw clenched in anger.

“Is everything alright, Mr. Ashford?” she asked softly, stepping inside and closing the door.

“It’s that stupid b***h,” he growled. “She cheated on me and now she thinks she has the right to waltz in here demanding money.”

Lily’s heart ached for him. She strode over and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.

“You don’t have to let your crazy ex ruin your day,” she murmured. “You could have other… distractions.”

He turned to her, one eyebrow raised. “And what distraction would that be?”

Lily’s pulse quickened. She leaned in close, her lips brushing his ear as she whispered, “Like me, for example.”

One of her hands boldly slid down and cupped the growing bulge in his pants, squeezing gently.

Vance’s eyes darkened instantly. In one swift motion he grabbed her wrist, spun her around, and pinned her against the wall. He held her hands above her head with one strong hand while his body pressed against hers.

“Are you trying to seduce me, Secretary Lily?” he growled, voice low and dangerous. “Because if you are… it’s absolutely working.”

He leaned down and slowly unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her lacy bra. His large hand cupped her breasts, squeezing them together firmly as his thumb brushed over her hard n*****s.

“It’s only your second day here,” he whispered hotly against her ear, “and you’re already throwing yourself at me like a w***e. What does that make you?”

Lily bit her lip, refusing to answer, wanting to push him further. Vance’s eyes flashed with dark amusement. He spun her around, pressing her chest against the wall, and yanked her skirt up over her hips. His hand came down hard on her ass with a loud smack.

“Ah!” Lily cried out, the sting sending fresh heat straight to her core.

He spanked her again, harder this time.

“I asked you a f*****g question. What does that make you?”

When she still stayed silent, testing him, he growled against her ear, “Answer me.”

“I’m… I’m an office slut,” she whimpered, voice trembling with arousal.

“Good girl,” he praised, voice thick with satisfaction. “That’s what I thought. You deserve a reward.”

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to his desk. In one smooth motion he lifted her onto it, spread her legs wide, and dropped to his knees between them.

Vance’s breath was scorching against her soaked p***y. He looked up at her with dark, hungry eyes. “I never do this for anyone,” he repeated, voice rough. “But for you… I’m going to make an exception.”

Before Lily could respond, his mouth was on her. His tongue dragged slowly up her slit, tasting her dripping wetness, before circling her swollen c**t with firm, deliberate strokes. Lily’s head fell back, a loud moan escaping her lips.

“Oh f**k… Mr. Ashford…”

He sucked her c**t into his mouth, flicking his tongue rapidly while two thick fingers pushed deep inside her. He curled them, stroking that perfect spot as he devoured her. The wet, obscene sounds of his mouth filled the office, mixing with her shameless moans.

“You taste so f*****g sweet,” he growled against her p***y, the vibration making her thighs shake. “This little cunt is already dripping for your boss on your first day. Such a naughty secretary.”

Lily’s fingers tangled in his hair, hips grinding against his face. “Yes… just like that… please don’t stop…”

He added a third finger, pumping them faster while his tongue worked her c**t mercilessly. Lily’s legs started to tremble. She was so close.

“I’m gonna… I’m gonna c*m…” she whimpered.

“c*m for me,” he commanded, sucking harder. “c*m on your boss’s tongue like the desperate little slut you are.”

The orgasm hit her hard. Lily cried out, her p***y clenching around his fingers as waves of pleasure crashed through her. Vance kept licking her through it, drawing out every last shudder until she was a panting, trembling mess on his desk.

He stood up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, a satisfied smirk on his face. His c**k was straining hard against his pants.

“You’re not done yet,” he said, unbuckling his belt. “Bend over the desk. I want to f**k you properly.”

Lily bent over the desk, her breasts pressed against the cool wood, ass raised and presented to him. Vance stepped behind her, running his hands over her hips before yanking her skirt higher.

“Such a perfect little ass,” he murmured, spreading her cheeks. He rubbed the thick head of his c**k along her dripping slit, teasing her. “You’re soaked for your boss already.”

“Please…” Lily whimpered, pushing back against him. “f**k me, Mr. Ashford.”

With one powerful thrust he buried himself deep inside her. Lily moaned loudly, the sudden fullness making her eyes roll back. Vance didn’t give her time to adjust. He started f*****g her hard, his hips slamming against her ass with every deep stroke.

His hand slid up her back and wrapped around her throat. Then his other hand joined it. He gripped her neck tightly with both hands, choking her as he pounded into her from behind. The pressure was firm, controlled, making her head spin with pleasure.

“f**k… yes…” Lily gasped, her voice strained and breathy. The lack of air only made everything more intense. Her p***y clenched hard around his thick c**k as he railed her.

“You like that?” he growled, tightening his grip just enough to make her whimper. “You like when your boss chokes you while he f***s this greedy little cunt?”

“Yes… I love it,” she moaned, pushing back to meet his thrusts. “Harder… please f**k me harder…”

Vance obliged, slamming into her even deeper, his balls slapping against her with every brutal stroke. His hands stayed locked around her throat, controlling her breath as he used her body. Lily’s moans grew louder, more desperate, her p***y dripping down her thighs.

“You’re such a filthy little secretary,” he groaned, leaning down to bite her shoulder. “First day on the job and you’re bent over my desk taking my c**k like a whore.”

The dirty words pushed her over the edge again. Lily came hard, her walls pulsing around him as she cried out. Vance f****d her through it, never slowing down, his grip on her throat keeping her right on the edge of pleasure and dizziness.

He finally released her neck, grabbed her hips with both hands, and pounded her mercilessly until he buried himself deep and came with a low groan, filling her p***y with hot, thick c*m.

Lily collapsed against the desk, panting, legs shaking, completely wrecked and satisfied.

Vance leaned over her, kissing the back of her neck softly. “Good girl,” he whispered. “Now clean yourself up. We still have work to do.”

And that was how the fuckery began.

From that very first day, Lily became addicted. Every chance she got, she found a way to tempt Vance Ashford. A lingering bend over his desk to show off her cleavage. “Accidentally” brushing her ass against him when she brought his coffee. Wearing shorter skirts and no panties on days she knew they would be working late.

Vance, for his part, couldn’t resist. He started calling her into his office for the smallest tasks, only to bend her over his desk and f**k her senseless.

Sometimes he’d make her drop to her knees and suck his thick c**k while he was on important calls. Other times he’d finger her under the conference table during meetings, forcing her to stay quiet while she came all over his hand.

Their secret affair was risky, filthy, and utterly addictive. Lily lived for the moments he would pin her against the wall, choke her while he pounded her p***y, or make her ride him in his chair until she was a trembling, c*m-filled mess.

She had fantasized about him for years. Now she was living it every single day, and she couldn’t get enough.