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pussy. He fondled with it for a moment, before pressing it inside. I was so tight he could barely get inside me and I let out a long moan as my knees shook and threatened to give out.
    He held me up, and slowly he began to stroke his cock deeper and deeper inside of me. Pleasure that I had chased the night before started to pour out of me, radiating through my pussy like the crashing tide before traveling outwards.
    My back arched as slammed into me making a *slapping* noise with every thrust. His hands holding me firmly against the rail. He rubbed my clit with his thumb, and the pleasure doubled on itself as he started to moan.
    “You like that?”
    “Yea!”
    He thrusted harder.
    “YES” I moaned.
    Harder.
    “Yea! YEA! YES! FUCK ME” I screamed.
    His thumb stopped drawing circles over my soaking pussy and shot up to my mouth. I took it in, sucking it and exploring the taste of our juices. I tried to moan, but all that came out was a muted hum as I desperately sucked on his thumb, the pleasure becoming too much to bare.
    I had my first orgasm with my new boss that day. I had thought I knew what pleasure was! What joy there was in sex… but I had no idea. It hit me like a train. My toes curled, I lost control of my legs…everything. I became a vessel of pleasure, and he held me there safe in his arms while he fucked me. He chose me.
    “Do you remember your job?” he asked.
    I was too out of control to respond. I nodded, but that wasn’t enough for him.
    “Do you remember your job?” he asked again.
    “Yes” I managed to say as I tried to catch my breathe.
    “Good.”
    Suddenly his cock slipped out of me and as he let his grip on me soften I fell to my knees. I turned around and he was standing over me. He was completely naked, his wiry muscles writhing in ecstasy and work. In one hand he stroked his thick cock as he looked down on my approvingly.
    I knew my job.
    I took his cock in my mouth, and hardly had time to touch it with my tongue before he exploded inside of me. I didn’t make any mistakes this time, not a single drop was wasted.  I swallowed everything, rolling his cock with tongue between sips. Only when I felt him soften entirely did I let him out, looking up for approval.
    “We should clear out one of the bedrooms.”
    “What?”
    “You still want the full time job, don’t you?”
    I smiled.

 

Billionaire’s Assistant
     
    Kiara expected the competition to get into the internship at Oakwood & Fremont, the city’s premiere financial institution, what she didn’t expect was the competition inside the company. It was an absolute madhouse of backdoor deals, gossip, rumors and sabotage. Everyone wanted a shot at the fall term opening positions, but only 5 candidates would get them. It was dog-eat-dog, and the management liked it that way.
     
    Kiara thought it was strange. Having the backbone of your company made up of rivals, nemesis and absolute hatchet men seemed counter intuitive. It was even harder to come to terms with the fact that there were no neutral parties, no innocent bystanders. For her entire life she had done just fine hovering quietly outside the line of fire… but here the competition was too much. She had to play whether she liked it or not. 
     
    She shouldn’t be working at all, much less in the mail room punching through a thousand letters a day, with all the paper cuts and dry hands that came with it – but her mom’s new husband, the animalistic and illustrious Harrison Oakwood had insisted it be that way.
     
    So there she was. In the mailroom.
     
    24 years old, beautiful features, dark brown skin, and more than one man had even called her gorgeous, if not a little too much for some … and there she was licking stamps. So many stamps her tongue turned yellow and her mouth tasted like the Elmer’s glue factory. It was bullshit.
     
    A double amputee could count her friends on no hands, and she had through sheer accident gathered more than her fair share of