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The boardroom smelled like espresso and tension. Ethan Carr, the man across the table from me, leaned back in his chair and smiled like he’d already won the merger we were arguing over. I had to remind myself he was the enemy. His company wanted to swallow mine whole. Yet every time he spoke, my pulse did a little somersault.

After hours of circling each other’s bottom lines, we called it a draw. He bought me a drink afterward. His hand brushed mine as he set the glass down. “You’re tougher than you look,” he said. “And you’re full of it,” I shot back, but my smile was weak. We ended up at my place. His laugh was a low rumble as he kissed me. I pulled him closer, as all thoughts of spreadsheets and stock options melted into thin air. He tasted like ambition and something darker…I couldn’t quite name it.

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What happened next was a blur of heat and need. He was gentle, but there was a hunger beneath his touch like he was mapping my body for future use. I told myself it didn’t matter. One night. A distraction. He pulled his BBC out of his expensive pants and flipped me around, bending me over the couch so my ass was facing him. I looked behind me, watching as he rubbed the head of his cock on the fabric of my thong.

I hooked my fingers into the thong, pulling it down my legs and revealing my glistening wet pussy. He moaned as he placed the tip of his giant cock at the entrance of my hole and pushed his way inside, balls deep. I came almost instantly, as if just the anticipation of fucking him was enough to bring me to climax.

We fucked for an hour and a half. My mouth, my pussy, my ass…he made sure to give each hole the pounding it deserved. By the end, my pussy was full of cum and he had stretched my asshole wider than it’s ever been.

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