Chapter 8 The Knock

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"She has spent nearly sixty thousand yuan! It's been too much." My lips stick on Luke Sheng's, and I hear the complaints from Hank Zhang at the same time. Wow, It's cool. People see President Sheng is kissing his mistress, all stop talking at once and turn their heads away immediately. There are only our breath sounds except kissing sound inside the elevator. It's terrific that I cheat on your face, but you have no idea that it is me. I say to Hank Zhang inside my heart.The victory, revenge, makes me feel fucking high. We stop as the gate opening. And the other two men leave quickly. I push Luke away, breathlessly, "I must be the first one who stifles by kissing if you continue." "You should learn how to take a breath." We are getting to his place. I feel nervous and hesitated. Luke gets back to what he is, lifting me like I am a princess suddenly. I scream then bury my face in his arms. I can hear the greets to him. Also, the sharp gazing I don't see on the way to his office. I get rid of him immediately as he releases me in his office. "One more time?" "I'm afraid you are exhausted, we have fucked three times today." Luke turns gloomy. Maybe men all care much about this; you can't tell him that he cannot do it again. Luke put me on the table, "I can fuck till you beg me to stop." I buy a new dress. Until now, I am aware of why people like to have sex in the office because it's stimulating. Imagine that, the staff is working outside, while you are fucking with your lover inside his office. Through the big French windows, I can have a good view of the busy city. I stand by the big desk. Luke put off his black suit aside. I stare at him, crooking my finger to him, with a seducing charming smile. I know it's too coquettish for him to hold his lust and desire. His Adam's Apple moves. He steps to me and holds my wrists on my back with one hand. The other hand reaches into my underdress restlessly, as if there are precious treasures. I scream, he touches my lace pants, wet and warm there, smirking, "You've wet, bitch, you want me eagerly like that?" I can feel his rough hand across my pants. He stares at me, rubbing my pussy hard intentionally. I can't help to raise my neck and groan erotogenic. The sensitive place twitches sharply, ejaculating involuntarily. Luke flirts with me, "Is that all?" Luke lifts his hand, there is some 'water' on his palm, which makes me flush. But he behaves more shamefully. He raises his hand to lick the secretions, staring at me with his dark, arrogant and hot eyes. "Bitch, you are so sweet." Suddenly, cold light flashes his eyes. He presses me on the table. I can do nothing because my hands are controlled by him. Only to hear the sounds of taking off the trouser. Then he takes off my pants. I can feel something hot and hard leans against my vaginae. He has forced me to enter me before my consent. He pins me on the table. "You've been too deep." I make a sound involuntarily, biting my lips to respond to his intensive hits. "No, you love it. Rachel, look," Luke shoves his monster size d**k inside my v***a over and over again, he teases me: "Admit it! You want me! We are perfectly matched in sex!" It lasts nearly half an hour, not that comfortable than that on the bed, but much more exciting. And I have danced at a young age, so I can do what Luke wants me. But I have abandoned it for years; it's a little bit exhausting as we finish. I sit on his leg based on the last gesture. And he sit s on the chair. Luke calls suddenly, "Hank Zhang of the Sales Department, come over to me." I'm nervous about what he said. And tighten my legs involuntarily. He slaps on my butt, smiling, "Do you want to break my dick?" "I need to hide, no put on my clothes first." Luke looks at me, who is picking up clothes, hurriedly, tittering. He seems not worried at all. Someone knocks as my button-up. My nerves are stretching to breaking point, what should I say to Hank? How about "Hi, you are here too?" or "Hey, look at my lover, he is more pretty, has a better figure. And he's better than you." The door has opened before I consider the solution. I bury my face on Luke's suit so that he can't recognize me. I feel something covers on my lower part. Hank comes into the room; I hold my breath.

Chapter 8 The Knock

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