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After another orgasm, he entered me slowly. It felt like he teased my senses how he pushed in to a certain depth, then pulled back out. Tonight was the first time that I knew you could cum from being fucked by only the head of a dick.

This man fucked me all over that room. Chance educated me tonight on a little thing called semen control. He had the ability to not only control his ejaculation, but he also was able to have an orgasm without ejaculating. That was the reason this man could last so long. First, what the hell did he mean that he could have an orgasm without ejaculating? I would have to do some research on that and curse out whoever it was that made it a thing.

I prayed he didn’t pull the swing out, but that was a prayer that wasn’t answered. “You gonna tap out this time, Lark, or you going to show Numen that you can take it?”

Oh, I was taking whatever he was giving tonight. Tapping out is not an option.“I’m going to take it, Numen.”

“Good girl,” he replied before he fully secured me into his swing. “I’ll be a gentleman and give you breaks tonight, Lark. Stay strong.”

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BACK TO THE DAILY GRIND…

It had been over two weeks since my last trip to Vegas, and it was all that I could think about. Pride filled me with the fact that I took it all like the big girl that I knew I could be and didn’t tap out. I worked that swing like a semi-pro. When he put me in the same position that caused me to tap out the first time, I relaxed and breathed through my nose.Deep breath in, ten seconds, breathe out.It worked because I was here to talk about it.

Now I was back at work, and this man had barely talked to me outside of the normal personal assistant bullshit task that he assigned me. There was no doubt that he wanted me because he didn’t hide his stares or adjusting his dick when I was around. I wanted him to say something about Vegas. Yeah, what happened in Vegas was supposed to stay in Vegas, but I felt like this was different. Our last tryst was initiated by him. I would have been perfectly fine trying out Griffin’s fine ass. Chance accosted me!

My annoyance was high, and my patience was low. I was not a fan of the cat and mouse games. We were too grown for all of that. I was in this office in my best come hither outfits, and this man was acting like Titan didn’t want to get a taste.

There was a beep from the intercom on my desk, then the voice that had been tormenting my sexual arousal came through the speakers. “Lark, can you come into my office, please?”

“I’ll be right there.”

I straightened my outfit of the day. My pencil skirt fit me like a glove, and my ruffle blouse complemented it well. We weren’t going to start on my heels of the day. I took a deep breath before I started my journey to Chance’s office. This would be the first time that he physically saw me today, and I was a sight to behold. His office door was open as it usually was unless he had a meeting or was not in it. “You needed me, Chance?”

“Yes, I need you to go with Ryan to a showing and take notes for me,” he instructed.“I’ve already let him know that you’re going to accompany him since I can’t today.”

I smiled. “Sure, I can do that. Is there anything specifically that you want me to look out for?”

He pulled out a drawer, reached in, then pulled out a piece of paper. “Here is a form that I use sometimes. This should be a good guide. It covers topics that he should cover while speaking with potential buyers. Note if he’s covered them.”

My hand reached out as I took a step to take the form from his hand. I looked over the form with a head nod. “Okay, this looks pretty self-explanatory. I’ll see if he’s ready to leave.”

“Thank you.” He leaned forward, picked up the phone, and pressed a button. He glanced at me. “You can go now.”

My head ticked to the side.This dude!I exited his office to not show my hand. Before I went to Ryan’s desk, I went back to my office to gather my feelings. Maybe I was thinking more about this than I should.It’s not that deep, Lark.We met in a sex club for goodness sake, so why was I thinking that it would be more than that.

Yes, the fact that he was my boss, considering the exhilarating sexual experience that we had was unorthodox, but it was my reality. I had to stop thinking it could or would be more.I have a crush on the man who fucked my soul out.That was my reality.

It took me another five minutes to get myself together before I left my office to make my way to Ryan’s desk. “Hey, Ryan, I heard that I’m going to accompany you to an open house today.”

Ryan stood from his desk. “Yeah, Chance let me know,” he said with a sexy smile. “You ready to ride out?” Ryan was not a person that you would think of when you thought about a realtor. The man looked like he should have been giving directions to block boys or something. His codeswitch was immaculate.

His skin tone was that deep dark chocolate that was rich. I wasn’t sure if he had a skincare regimen, but his skin was absolutely flawless. The eyelashes that God blessed him with, I had to pay for. His tattoos peeked from under the collar of his dress shirt. I wasn’t a fan of locs on men, mainly because they were a drop of your credit score by two hundred points traps, but he had me reconsidering

I watched as he grabbed his crossbody messenger bag. This man was fine, fine. Once he had what he needed, he turned in my direction. “You ready to go? After we’re done, how about we grab a bite to eat.”

I gave him a coy smile before I told him that was fine. I led the way out of the office. My brow arched when he let out a lowfuck. At least someone in this office knew that I was that girl.

Lark had been prancingaround the office with all of her feminine wiles making it almost impossible for me not to pull her into my office and bend her over my desk. Navigating this whole Vegas sex club thing had never been more difficult. My experience with Lark was the first time that I had direct interaction with a person I fucked within the club, outside of the club. My stupid ass was so intrigued by her the first night that I saw her that it didn’t settle in that if she knew Jacobia, then I might see her around the city.

Joston came into town quite often. When he did, he, Jacobia, and I would hang out. Now, I’d put myself into her twice and didn’t know how to act. When I saw Griffin in her face, I wanted to dead his ass. I knew that I had no right to, but damn. There was no way that anyone in that club would be with her if it wasn’t me. That was selfish, and I didn’t care.

Since we’d been back from Vegas, I had been extremely short with Lark. I needed the time to figure out how to handle my thoughts when it came to her. From the facial expressions that she threw my way at times, I knew she thought that I wasn’t feeling her like that. The problem was that I was. The sex game added to how she presented herself while we worked together was the perfect combination of a woman with motion.

The problem with it all was that I’d never been interested in any woman that I met in the club past having sex with them. Most of the women that I’d dealt with there weren’t from the East Coast, to my knowledge, at least. You rarely talked about personal topics, but it’d been proven that women tended to be looser lipped than men.

There was a knock on my opened door, causing me to look away from my computer monitor. Lark walked in with a smile. “Hey, here is the form. Everything went amazingly. He got the sale.” Her excitement was cute.

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