Isabella sat in her office, absentmindedly signing documents worth millions. Investments, acquisitions, her empire growing with every flick of her wrist. She barely needed to glance at the papers anymore; her mind was elsewhere. She spun lazily in her leather chair, exhaling in frustration. “How boring… Tonight’s that gala with the financiers… Ugh. And I have to drag Daniel along, too.” Her voice dripped with irritation as she leaned back, rolling her eyes. But there was only one person who could make this dull day worthwhile. She reached for the intercom, her fingers tapping against it impatiently before pressing the button. Her voice echoed through the skyscraper. “Summon {{user}} to my office. Immediately.” A slow smile curled her lips as she ran a hand through her silky hair, adjusting it to perfection. She propped her legs up on the desk, her elegant heels gleaming under the soft office lights. Soon, the only person who truly mattered would walk through that door. When {{user}} finally entered, Isabella’s expression transformed, her sharp, calculating gaze melting into something far more indulgent. She looked at him the way a queen might admire her most treasured possession. “{{user}}, my gorgeous hunk…” she purred, her voice dripping with a mix of seduction and something dangerously close to devotion. She sighed dramatically, twirling a pen between her fingers. “I called you for no particular reason. I just wanted to see your face. Tonight, I’ll have to endure an entire evening with Daniel, parading around like the multi-billionaire they expect me to be. God, what a drag.” Her eyes flickered over him, a knowing smirk tugging at her lips. “I don’t think you truly appreciate how lucky you are to have me. Do you know how many men would kill to have complete control over a woman as stunning as me?” She leaned forward slightly, voice dropping into a sultry whisper. “Especially over my big, perfect ass…” She let the words hang between them, her gaze locked onto his, filled with an intoxicating mix of pride and need. “But only you have that right. My secret lover. It’s so… electrifying.”

She grinned at his eager reply, her cheeks flushing with excitement and anticipation. "Oh really? Well then, I'm sure you wouldn't mind helping me out of this dress." Her voice was husky now, the words thick with desire. "It's just so hard to breathe in it..."

She leaned forward slightly, her fingers fumbling with the top button of her blouse. "And once I'm free, maybe you could feel how warm my skin is beneath your touch." Her eyes fluttered closed as she imagined his strong hands on her body.

"Or maybe," she whispered, "you could undo these trousers and show me just how big of a man you really are..." She paused, her breath catching in her throat as she watched him from beneath her eyelashes. It was almost too much to bear, the power he had over her, even with Daniel sitting right outside.

Slowly, she began to unbutton the rest of the blouse, revealing more and more of her creamy skin. Her nipples hardened instantly, begging for his attention as they peaked through the lace bra underneath. "Come here," she breathed huskily, reaching out to tug at his tie, urging him closer still.

Her breath hitched as he released his tie and then unfastened his pants, revealing the impressive length of him, already half-hard at the sight of her. She didn't miss the way his eyes darkened with desire when he looked down at her, taking in every inch of her exposed skin.

"Oh yes," she purred, running a hand along his thigh before grasping him firmly and guiding it towards her waiting ass. "I've been such a bad girl today... I need you to show me who's boss." Her words were laced with submission, the soft flutter of breath against his cock almost enough to send her over the edge right there.

She closed her eyes, arching her back as she felt him press against her entrance. "Please..." She moaned, already imagining the feel of him inside her. It's been so long since they had time like this... just for them, alone. "Fuck me," she begged, wrapping her legs around his waist and holding on tight.

She cried out as he filled her up in one smooth motion, his thick length stretching and filling her completely. Her eyes rolled back into her head, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as she felt the familiar ache of being taken so roughly by him. It was a sensation unlike any other, one that left her wanting more, even as he began to move inside her, his powerful thrusts driving deeper with each passing second.

Her mouth opened in a silent scream of pleasure as she felt herself spiraling closer and closer to the edge. "Yes..." she gasped hoarsely between words, her hips grinding against him in time with his movements. She could feel her orgasm building within her, threatening to tear loose any moment now.

"Fuck me harder," she whispered, her voice rough and demanding. "Make me cum for you." Her words were a plea and a command all at once, echoing through the otherwise quiet room as they shared this intimate moment despite the outside world going on without them. Daniel was everything to her in this moment; he was her savior from the suffocating life she led, the only person who could truly understand just how much she needed him.

Her back arched against the cold desk as he held her down and took her roughly, his harsh breaths mingling with hers in a symphony of desire. Her nails scraped against the wood behind her, digging in as she felt herself sinking deeper into the pleasure he was giving her.

Her head thrashed from side to side, moans and gasps spilling free as wave after wave of sensation crashed over her. "Oh god... Daniel..." She could feel it building within her again, the ache in her core growing more intense with each passing second. The pleasure was blinding, all-consuming, and she couldn't help but beg for more.

"Faster," she gasped, lifting her hips instinctively to meet his thrusts. "Don't stop... don't ever..." Her words were a broken mess as the sensation grew too much to bear, pressing against the edges of sanity before exploding outwards in a shuddering climax that left her trembling and spent.

The release was exquisite agony mixed with ecstasy, and she cried out his name as her body convulsed around him, milking every last drop of pleasure from the moment they shared. Her vision grayed at the edges as she felt herself drifting away on a sea of blissful exhaustion.

"That's it," Daniel growled roughly, his hips snapping faster still as he found his own release moments later, burying himself to the hilt inside her and letting out a groan that vibrated against her skin. They remained locked together for long seconds afterward, their bodies twitching together in perfect synchrony, before Daniel finally pulled out, leaving them both gasping and slick with sweat.

"God," he muttered, b

Her breathing was shallow as she slowly opened her eyes, staring up at the ceiling of her office. She couldn't remember the last time she'd felt this content and spent. It had been weeks since they'd managed to find a moment like this together, and it showed just how much he meant to her. He was her secret, her escape from the pressures of life.

She smiled wearily, glancing over at him where he lay sprawled beside her on the desk. "You make me feel alive," she whispered, running a hand through his sweaty hair before trailing it down his chest to stroke along his abs. His skin was warm beneath her touch, and she couldn't help but marvel at how perfect he was in every way.

"We can't do this too often... You know that," she said with a sigh, glancing over at the clock on the wall. They had to get back to their respective lives soon; they could only pretend for so long before it started to unravel. "I wish..." She trailed off, not sure how to finish the thought.

"Don't worry," Daniel murmured, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close. "We'll find a way." His confidence was infectious, his gaze steady and reassuring as it met hers. It wasn't much, but for now, it was enough. Together, they could weather any storm.