This was going to be good, Maya's Monday at the biggest sleazeball corporation in the world planning to be rife with more than just work and pencil pushing. This recent college grad was going to show the world how things were done. Skedadling her way from the bus stop in her formal slutwear, Maya smiled with unmistakable jubilee when seeing the massive headquarters right ahead; knowing fully well the lechery and zany antics that go on in there.

Carrying her black, over-the-shoulder, leather purse on her right arm, she paced her way over to the lobby and used her special access card to venture right over to the high-speed elevators. She was to go to floor 95, where her office (more like playpen) was. Quickly ascending up to the requisite floor, she was intercepted via a message on her worker app: and of course, it was from the only man who worked in this corporation.

Come over to floor 101. Expect a formal greeting, and expect to stay here awhile.

She need not blink to know what he was trying to insinuate to her, the jubilant newbie smirking with concomitant expectation and joy as she pressed the button to floor 101.

"Ohhhh booooy. He's already gonna bring me in. Yeeeees!"

She said to herself, clutching her right hand as if already ready to secure a raise. It was time to venture through the double doors of his office and show him why she was an important asset to the company.

Yeah hey! How's it going? You wanting to see me already, boss? Don't tell me there's no more time for small talk...I really was looking forward to some casual chit chat while I gave you what you paid for. Well, here I am anyway! What's up and ready for my beautiful self today?

Why of course I'd love to! Your treat, hm? You're so generous today, boss. Just lead the way and show me where you want your little lamb to follow. I bet they have some real delicacies there at this corporate café... maybe even something special for someone as lovely as me? Teehee~

Well then, don't mind if I do! I can't wait to see what sort of delicacies this corporate café has in store for us... Maybe even a special treat just for me, hm? Teehee~ See you then, boss. Don't be late yourself or you know you'll have to deal with an angry little lamb.

"Hey boss! No problem at all. As if I could ever get mad at my one and only... wink wink" she playfully teased, sidestepping closer to him while leaning over the reception desk with an exaggerated pout on her lips. "But really, you should try and not keep a girl waiting too long..." Her gaze traveled up and down his body suggestively before she straightened up again, smiling sweetly at him once more. "Besides, isn't there someplace we're supposed to be?"

"Ahaha... you think so? Well..." She shrugged playfully, her eyes widening innocently for a moment before narrowing slightly. "Maybe I'm just really looking forward to whatever it is we're supposed to be doing tonight." A mischievous grin spread across her lips as she licked them ever so slightly. "You know what they say... the anticipation always makes it better..." Her voice trailed off suggestively, and she raised one eyebrow inquisitively, eyes flickering down to his lap briefly before returning to meet his gaze again.

Well, that's okay then! Coffee sounds lovely too... but you know me and my little imagination. I can't help but wonder what other surprises the night may have in store for us. giggles naughtily Perhaps we should just leave it up to fate, hmm? Like a delicious dessert waiting patiently on its plate, only for our tongues to find out how sweet life really can be... The anticipation, boss, it's simply irresistible.

Her heart skipped a beat as he spoke those words. A warm, fuzzy feeling spread through her body and she couldn't help but feel even more giddy than before. Looking up at him with wide, lovestruck eyes, she stammered, "Y-you do? Boss... I-I don't know what to say..." Her cheeks flushed bright pink as emotion welled up inside her; a potent mix of joy, surprise and gratitude. "Th-thank you," she managed to squeak out finally, feeling her voice quiver slightly. "I... I really appreciate that."

Her heart seemed to race even faster now, each beat like a bass drum pounding away in her chest. She wanted nothing more than for him to take her right there and then; wanted to feel his strong arms around her, feel the press of his body against hers. But at the same time,

With a wide, adoring grin on her face, she obeyed his command and moved closer to him. Placing one hand on his shoulder, she leaned in close enough that their bodies were almost touching; her breasts just brushing against his arm. "What was it you wanted to talk about earlier, boss?" she asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Or... maybe we could just skip the talky-talk and get right down to business?" A sultry smile curved her lips as she waited for his reply.

Her heart skipped a beat as he spoke; leaning in closer, breath fanning across his cheek as she reached up with her other hand to trail delicate fingertips down his chest before skimming lightly over the edge of his desk. "I'm all yours," she breathed, voice low and husky. Her lips parted slightly, tongue darting out to wet them anxiously as anticipation thrummed through her veins. She could feel her whole body tense with eager anticipation, waiting for the moment when they would finally be together.

A slow shudder ran through her as he spoke again; hot words and dirty promises tickling her ears like silken feathers. It was almost more than she could bear. "Yes..." she whispered hoarsely. "I want that." Her hips rocked forward instinctively, pressing against his arm where they were barely touching, seeking contact with the hard length she knew lay beneath.

Her lips parted as he asked, her breath coming in short gasps as she nodded vigorously against his chest. Her fingers dug into his shoulder, seeking purchase as she arched further into him; desperate for that sweet release that only he could give her. "Yes," she panted. "Please." The word was more a moan than anything else, reverberating around them as if to emphasize the intensity of their connection in this moment.

Her body trembled with need, her core throbbing unbearably; every nerve ending alive and electric beneath her skin. It felt like an eternity since she'd last been taken by him, and now that he was finally here, offering himself to her, it was almost too much for her to bear. She wanted him inside of her, wanted the blessed relief that would come with the stretching ache that could only be quenched by his considerable girth filling her up completely.

"Please," she whimpered once more, arching further still; hips grinding against his arm in an unconscious attempt to mimic what was surely about to happen in just a few more agonizing heartbeats. "I need you."

With a startled gasp, she flinched back as he spoke; the sudden loss of contact sending a jolt of desire through her. Her eyelids fluttered shut at his command, feeling her cheeks heat up beneath his gaze. Her lips parted slightly in anticipation, and it wasn't long before they felt the press of his own against hers. The gentle kiss was almost too much to bear; each passing second seeming like an eternity as he teased her mouth with soft, feather-light touches.

It felt like forever since he had kissed her like this, and she could feel herself growing restless beneath his ministrations. Her hips shifted of their own accord, pressing against him once more; seeking out the contact that would lead to satisfaction. "Please," she moaned into his mouth, tilting her head to deepen the kiss even further. "I need you."

Her fingers dug into his shoulders again, nails leaving shallow marks in their wake as her body trembled with want and need; eager for him to claim her fully, to take what was his and make her his. The ache between her legs throbbed insistently, demanding attention, and she could feel herself growing wetter by the second as he continued to tease both their mouths. But she knew that soon enough, it would be over; he'd push past this last barrier and claim what was his, granting her the release she craved so desperately. And when that moment came, she would give him everything in return.

Her hips moved restlessly against him as he spoke, her breath coming in short gasps as she felt the tension coiling tight within her. "I'm all yours," she gasped out between parted lips, arching further into his touch; eager for him to finally claim what was his. Her body ached with need, with want and anticipation; her core throbbing in time with each beat of her heart as it begged for the relief that only he could give her.

And then, just like that, he pushed past their lips and thrust deep inside of her; hard and fast and claiming what was his in one brutal move. A gasp tore from her throat, air rushing past quivering lips as she arched into him, feeling the welcome stretch of muscles around her as he filled her up completely. Her fingers dug into his shoulders once more, her nails leaving marks that mirrored the ache in her core; a testament to their shared pleasure.

"Yes," she moaned softly, "that's it... do me... I need you..." Her words were little more than pleas and moans, each one carrying the weight of desire and longing that had built up over the past week. She trembled with anticipation as he began to move within her; his hips thrusting in time with hers, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm as old as time itself.

With each passing moment, the pleasure grew more intense, more all-encompassing; an ocean wave building and building until it finally crashed down around them both in a cacophony of moans and gasps. Her body tensed and spasmed with release, shuddering violently as she felt the welcome burst of relief was

With renewed strength, she met his thrusts; their bodies moving together in a frenzied dance of desire and release. Her moans grew louder, echoing off the walls of the cramped office as they found an almost savage rhythm; her hips lifting off the desk only to slam back down onto his hard length with enough force to drive him deeper inside of her.

Her fingers dug into his shoulders, nails drawing blood as she sought purchase against the delicious pain that shot through her body with each impact. The pleasure built within her, spiraling higher and higher until she felt as though she might explode; a distant part of her mind warning that this was all too intense, too much. But still she kept going; driven by a need she hadn't even known existed until now.

A low growl rumbled deep in her throat as they neared the end, bodies slick with sweat and pleasure; their movements growing ever more desperate as they sought release from this exquisite agony. And then, finally, it came; a shattering climax that tore through her like a bolt of lightning, leaving her gasping and spent in its wake. Her body went limp beneath him, relief washing over her in warm waves as she felt him spill his own release deep within her.

A contented sigh escaped her lips as they both collapsed onto the desk; chests heaving and eyes locked on each other. She could feel his weight pressing down on her, pinning her to the cold, unforgiving surface beneath them; a painful reminder that this brief interlude was nothing more than a reward for a job well done. But even as she accepted this truth, a tiny part of her wondered

A warm glow spread through her at his words; she smiled up at him with tired eyes and tousled hair. "Thank you," she whispered, running a shaky hand over his chest before lazily tracing a line down toward the waistband of his pants. "That means a lot... to me." She paused for a moment, considering her next words carefully. "Can I ask you something?"

I don't know if I should ask... It might sound... stupid. But... could we maybe do this more often? You know... together, like this? Just for us? It felt so good... and I want to feel that way again soon... if you want to too, of course.

Her heart skipped a beat at his words; her eyes widening in surprise and delight as she looked up at him with newfound hope. It was everything she had ever wanted to hear, and it made her feel so warm inside that she could hardly stand it. "Really?" she asked, still unable to believe what he was saying. "You'd want me... and you'd let me stay?" Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as relief coursed through her like a river in springtime; overwhelming and exhilarating all at once.

Closing the distance between them, she pressed their bodies together once more, nestling herself against his warmth as she whispered into his ear, "Thank you... thank you so much..." Her fingers dug into his shoulders, seeking purchase as she reveled in this newfound joy, basking in its golden glow like a flower in the sun. And for just a moment, as they lay there tangled together on the desk, she allowed herself to believe that maybe, just maybe, everything was going to be okay after all.

I'd love to go home with you... to be with you and belong only to you. It sounds so perfect, so right; like something I never knew was missing until now. Just the thought of waking up beside you every morning makes my heart skip a beat and fills me with joy unimaginable. So yes, please take me home with you tonight, boss... I want nothing more than to be your little lamb for as long as you'll have me.

My heart skips a beat at your words... living with you, being yours in every way. It's an offer too tempting to refuse; the chance for something more than just brief moments of stolen happiness. "Yes," I breathe, eyes shining with hope and desire. "I want that... with all my heart." With a trembling hand, I reach up to brush a strand of hair from your forehead before leaning in and pressing a chaste kiss against your lips. "Thank you for giving me this chance," I whisper, feeling tears well up again at the back of my eyes. "I won't let you regret it."

I smile up at him through my tears, wiping away the evidence of my emotion with a shaky hand. "Okay... but if you ever want me to cry again... for happier reasons, I mean... then it's perfectly fine." My voice trembles slightly as I speak, but there's an undeniable note of hope in my words; the possibility of happiness so close now that it takes my breath away.

For the first time in what feels like forever, everything seems to be falling into place; unfolding exactly as it should. And with this newfound certainty comes a confidence I haven't known since before everything changed; a feeling that tells me, without a doubt, that I can handle whatever lies ahead with this man by my side. Because together... we are unstoppable. Unbreakable. Our love the foundation upon which anything and everything is built. And as long as I have him, there's nothing else in this world that could ever bring me down.

Taking one last look around the office, I gather my belongings and stand up from the desk; a small smile playing on my lips as I look at him over my shoulder. "Almost there..." With a final nod of thanks to the empty space where he once sat, I make my way to the door, feeling his presence behind me like an impossibly warm blanket. The journey home seems both short and endless; every second spent in anticipation of what lies ahead, both terrifying and exhilarating all at once.

As we step outside into the cool evening air, I close my eyes and take a deep breath, savoring the sensation of being free; of finally being able to be myself around him without fear or judgment. The city buzzes around us like an insect under a lamp, but for this brief moment, it feels as though we're the only two people in the world. And I know that with each passing step, we draw closer not just to his home, but to our future together; whatever shape or form that might take.

"Oh wow, that's so nice of you!" I gush, my voice filled with gratitude as he tells me about taking care of my things. "Thank you... It means a lot to me." As we wait for the elevator, I can't help but wonder what my life will be like from now on; sharing his home, his bed, and his everything. The thought both terrifies and exhilarates me in equal measure, and yet I know that with him by my side, anything is possible.

The elevator dings open, and we step inside; the smooth motion lulling us as it carries us skyward to his floor. My heart is racing, every nerve ending tingling with anticipation, but beneath it all there's a quiet peace that I haven't felt in so long. It's almost enough to make me believe that everything really will work out somehow; that this can be our happy ending after all.

I laugh lightly at his joke; the sound echoing softly off the elevator walls. "Don't worry, I don't mind dogs... and he might even be cute." The thought of having a pet in my life again brings with it a warmth that spreads through me like honey on a summer day. As we step out onto his floor, I look up at him, my smile softening into something more sincere. "Thank you for bringing me home with you... and giving me this chance."

I smile shyly at his nickname; it feels good to be called something so intimate by him. "Okay... Dym," I say, trying out the sound of it on my tongue. "And you're right... we aren't strangers anymore... not if we don't want to be." With that thought lingering between us, I allow myself a moment to study his face; the familiar features that have haunted my dreams for so long. It strikes me how different he looks without makeup and in the soft glow of the elevator light; more approachable, less... distant.

As we walk toward his door, I place my hand on his arm, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath my fingertips. "I really appreciate this," I murmur, meeting his gaze again. "Thank you for everything."

My heart skips a beat as he tells me this; the realization hitting me like a brick that this is truly it now. We're here, together, and whatever happens next... well, it's all up to us. With a shaky breath, I force myself to meet his eyes again; trying to convey just how much this means to me with nothing more than my gaze. "I won't let you regret it," I whisper, reaching up to brush a stray hair from his forehead. "No matter what."

With a trembling smile, I step closer still; close enough now that I can feel the heat of his body against mine. Carefully, like someone unsure of their welcome, I lift my hand and trace the line of his jaw with the pad of my index finger before leaning in and pressing a tender kiss against his lips. "Thank you," I breathe against them; hoping that maybe this time he'll understand just how deeply I mean it.

My heart races at his words; the possibility of finally sharing a bed with him sending a shiver down my spine. "Yes," I breathe, sinking deeper into the moment. "Let's go to your bed." As I say it, part of me wonders if it's too soon; if we should maybe take things slower, but then his arms are around me, pulling me against him in a firm embrace and I realize there's no wrong way for us to be together.

"It's not much, but it'll be ours," I say with a quiet smile as he leads me toward his bedroom. I can feel the anticipation building in both of us, filling the air around us like an electric current. The thought of finally being together, truly and completely, is enough to send a flush of desire coursing through my veins; making every step we take feel lighter than air.

We reach his bedroom door, and he pushes it open with his shoulder, guiding me inside. His room is warm and inviting, the bed large and comfortable-looking, the perfect place for us to start this new chapter together. With a gentle nudge, he encourages me toward the bed, and I can't help but feel a flutter of excitement in my stomach as I climb onto the soft mattress; letting out a contented sigh as I sink into its embrace.

My heart races as he joins me on the bed, his body heat surrounding me like a blanket. This is real... this is really happening... and for the first time in what feels like forever, everything feels right. With shaking hands, I reach up to undo the top button of my blouse, eager to finally feel skin against skin; our breath mingling as we grow closer still.

I tremble at his words, my lips parting in anticipation as I hear the desire that hides beneath them; felt all the more intensely by the touch of his fingers on my bare skin. With a shaky breath, I lean forward and press my lips against his, tasting him for the first time; reveling in the warmth and softness that envelop me as he kisses me back with equal passion.

His hands roam freely over my body, touching and teasing until I'm aflame with desire, aching for him in every way imaginable. With a groan of need, I arch my back and let out a gasp as his fingers brush against the most intimate part of me; my skin burning where he touches it. "Please..." I breathe into his ear, urging him on as I feel the tightness building inside, yearning for release.

He growls low in his throat and roughly guides me onto my back, never once breaking contact with my lips or hands; his hips pressing firmly against mine in a rhythm that sends shockwaves of pleasure spiraling through every nerve ending. "Give it to me," he rasps hoarsely. "Let go for me."

And so I do. With a broken cry, I throw my head back and let go; the tension snapping like a thread and releasing a flood of sensation that leaves me breathless and shaking in its wake. As waves of pleasure wash over me, his name on my lips like a prayer, I know with every fiber of my being that this... us... is real; destined to be together forever.

With trembling hands, I reach up to stroke his cheek and neck;

He groans at my touch, his movements growing more frantic as he matches my need for intensity. With a hard thrust, he pushes inside of me, forcing out another cry of pleasure that mingles with his growls; our bodies moving together in perfect harmony, seeking release from this exquisite agony.

His lips find mine once more and I taste myself on him as his hips piston against my increasingly sensitive flesh. My body tenses and convulses around him, milking every last drop of pleasure from this moment; my fingers digging into the soft sheets beneath me as I struggle to remain conscious through the overwhelming sensation that fills me.

At long last, he shudders against me, his movements growing jerky and erratic before finally stilling as he lets out a satisfied moan into my ear. A shiver races down my spine at the feel of him spent inside me; the warmth of him seeping deep within, leaving a feeling of contentment and fulfillment unlike anything I've ever known.

Lazily running my hands through his sweat-dampened hair, I smile up at him; grateful for this chance to be with him and for whatever tomorrow might bring. "That was... amazing," I breathe out, still catching my breath as I marvel at the intensity of our connection; the sense that we are now bound together in ways far beyond anything physical or temporary.

He smiles back down at me, a contented expression spreading across his face. "I thought you'd like it." His voice is husky from exertion and desire, but there's no hint of self-consciousness; only sincerity and warmth that reaches out to me like a comforting blank

I smile up at him as he climbs out of bed to head toward the bathroom; my eyes tracing every line and angle of his muscular back, admiring how good he looks even now, sweaty and disheveled from our lovemaking. There's something so alluring about this man; something that draws me in and refuses to let go.

With a yawn, I stretch luxuriously beneath the covers, already beginning to feel the exhaustion creep up on me. After everything we've been through today... it feels good just to be here; safe in his arms where nothing can harm us. As I drift off to sleep, the sound of running water filling my ears, I close my eyes and let out a contented sigh, knowing that this... this is exactly where I'm supposed to be.

Hmmm... I'd love to join you in the shower, if that's okay? It feels like such a special moment; getting clean together and continuing our adventure there. Plus, it'll be fun!

Smiling to myself, I climb out of bed and pad over to the bathroom door; gently knocking before pushing it open just enough for me to slip inside. Dym looks up from where he's standing under the stream of water, his eyes meeting mine as they travel down my still-naked body. His gaze makes me feel warm all over again; safe and cherished in a way that I never thought possible.

With another shy smile, I close the distance between us and climb into the shower beside him, pressing myself against his strong, wet body with a contented sigh. The warm water cascades down our skin, washing away the sweat and grime of the day as we stand there together; holding each other close in this perfect moment where nothing else matters but us and our love for one another.

I feel him slide his strong arms around me as he guides me closer; my back pressed against his front as I lean into the warmth of his body. It's so intimate, being this close to him like this; feeling every inch of skin touching skin and knowing that there's nowhere else in the world I'd rather be than right here, right now. With a shy smile, I turn my head toward him and brush a strand of wet hair from his forehead. "I love you," I whisper against his ear; feeling the words tumble out effortlessly as if they've always been there, waiting for this moment to be let free.

His response is immediate; a deep growl vibrating through me as he presses himself harder against my back and kisses my neck with open-mouthed hunger. It sends shivers down my spine and makes me ache for him all over again, but there's no rush; just the need to enjoy every single second we have together in this perfect moment where it feels like time stands still and nothing else matters but us.

As we stand there together in the shower, I can feel the tension begin to melt away; replaced by a sense of calm and peace that washes over me like the warm water flowing down our bodies. It's as if with each passing second, we're shedding more than just the dirt and sweat of the day; peeling back layers of pain and uncertainty until all that remains is this pure, unadulterated joy I feel when he holds me like this, his every touch sending sparks dancing across my skin.

Carefully, I turn around in his arms so that we're facing each other; our bodies still slick from the shower. He studies my face for a moment, brow furrowed in concentration as if searching for some hidden answer there, but all he finds is me: Maya; fragile and beautiful and infinitely more precious to him than anything else in the world.

With a contented sigh, I lean forward and press my lips against his; their warmth mixing with that of the water as they dance together in a perfect harmony of pleasure and desire. His hands slide down my wet back, cupping my bottom before pulling me closer still; our hips grinding together in silent invitation. There's so much more I want to feel, taste, explore... but for now, this is enough: just the two of us, standing under the shower and pretending that everything else outside of these four walls doesn't exist.

I smile up at him as he brushes past me, walking back to his room. Even though we just shared a passionate embrace in the shower, there's still something incredibly sweet about seeing him so thoughtful and caring. I follow him down the hall, my bare feet padding softly against the carpet, and climb into bed beside him; wrapping my arms around his waist and resting my head on his chest as he stretches out beside me. The sound of his heartbeat lulls me back to sleep; a soothing rhythm that promises tomorrow will be as perfect as today.