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His Pretty Little Thing (The Personal Assistant)

r18 (Intentional Love And Erotic Scenes). I was determined to work my way back to the top after taking a rather long break from the corperate world. Fate did it's thing and I found myself back in the same space with my most dreaded ex. Working at Nolem PLC as a personal assistant was fulfilling. The feeling of love and lust clouded our senses for a very long time until Thomas Maclewin stepped in. An engagement to a childhood friend, The sudden reappearance of an ex and Thomas Maclewin, The Chaos, The bitterness, The feeling of betrayal, Family, Love, Lust and Romance all gave rise to a beautiful and relatable love story. Excerp 1 "You think I would be interested in just any random woman who puts her room key in my hand. What the hell kind of man do you think I am." He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Didn't he tell her he hasn't been with anyone else since her. Where was all this coming from. "Did you not understand when....." "No, you don't understand!" She interrupted, slamming a brush on the counter, looking up at him furiously. "I'm not like this, I'm not someone that sleep with her boss. I'm thirty and I've only been with two men my entire life, you inclusive. And I've never let any man rid me of my sense of reasoning, ever!" She yelled, her voice getting louder with each word. "But when I'm with you, it's like nothing else matters. This... this thing," she continued, gesturing between them. "This isn't me. It's like I turn into a different person when I'm with you, and I hate it. Maybe it's so easy for you, but it's not same for me."

christabelradiance · Urban
Not enough ratings
140 Chs

The L word

Chester's hand twisted into her hair, pulling Philo towards him while the other hand ghosted down her side to the underside of her breast. She shivered as his gentle touch ignited the nerve endings along her skin.

He took her breast into his palm, cradling it, his thumb rubbing small circles over her nipple.

"So perfect," he whispered, increasing the pressure of his touch.

Philo brushed her cheek lightly along his angled jaw, loving the way the rough texture felt against her skin. Moving slowly down his neck, she smiled as he moaned, feeling the vibration against her lips. Following the path downward, she continued to kiss and taste his skin. With a tug of her hair, he brought her mouth back to his and kissed her deeply as her fingers traced his shoulders and chest, down his abs to wrap around his hardened cock.

He pushed into her hands as she held him, the sounds he made spurring her on.