Fire Against the Files

And I let him take me. Not just because I could, but because it set me ablaze.

I came hard, his cock buried deep, my body clenching around him. I didn’t scream, just bit my lip until it stung, letting the wave crash through me, shattering me. He followed moments later, trembling, a low moan pressed against my neck as he spilled inside me, his body shaking with the release.

We stayed there, panting, slick with sweat, bound by our secret.

I smoothed my skirt down with care, turned to face him, and adjusted his tie with a smirk.

– You’re good… but if you want more, bring something fiercer next time. I’m hooked on men who know how to raise the stakes.

I winked and slipped out before him.

I left behind my scent, his release, and the unspoken promise of more.

Because nothing tastes sweeter than fucking someone who burns for you… while the world outside thinks you’re just clocking hours.

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