**Temptation in the Office**

It had been a long fucking week. Late nights, deadlines, and too much coffee had left me drained—until *she* walked into my office. Sarah, the new HR rep who’d been driving me crazy since day one. She was dressed in that tight black skirt, the one that hugged her ass just right, and a blouse that barely contained her tits. Every time she leaned over my desk to drop off paperwork, I caught a whiff of her perfume—something sweet and dangerous—and my dick would twitch like it had a mind of its own.

Today was different. It was just the two of us left in the office, the hum of the AC the only noise in the empty building. She lingered by my desk, her fingers tracing the edge of a folder.

“You look stressed,” she murmured, her lips curling into a smirk.

I leaned back in my chair, exhaling hard. “Yeah, well, work’s been a bitch.” My gaze dropped to her tits, then lower, where her thighs pressed together under that damned skirt.

She took a step closer. “Maybe you need a break.”

Before I could respond, she was straddling me in the chair, her legs on either side of mine. The heat of her pussy pressed against my thigh, even through her skirt, and I groaned. My hands went to her waist, fingers digging in.

“You’ve been driving me fucking insane,” I growled, pulling her closer.

She laughed, low and throaty, before crashing her lips onto mine. The kiss was hungry, desperate—her tongue pushed into my mouth, hot and wet, and I sucked on it, fucking her mouth with my own. My cock strained against my zipper, already aching.

Her hands fumbled with my belt, her nails scraping my stomach as she yanked it open. She didn’t waste time—her fingers wrapped around my dick, stroking me hard, her thumb smearing precum over the tip.

“Fuck, Sarah—”

She silenced me with another searing kiss, shifting her hips until my cock slid between her thighs, pressed right against her soaked panties. I could feel her heat, her wetness, and I bucked up instinctively, grinding against her.

“Tell me you want this,” she whispered, pulling back just enough to bite my lip.

“I want you,” I groaned. “Every fucking inch of you.”

That was all she needed. She reached behind her, pulling her panties to the side, and then she was lowering herself onto my dick, taking me in one smooth motion. Her cunt was tight and dripping, squeezing me like she was made for it.

“God, yes,” she gasped, rolling her hips, taking me deeper.

I gripped her ass, fingers digging into her flesh as she rode me, her tits bouncing with every movement. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the office, her moans loud and unashamed.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I stood abruptly, lifting her with me, and slammed her onto the desk. Papers scattered as I shoved her skirt up, yanking her panties down just enough to expose her tight little asshole.

“You want more?” I growled, spitting into my palm before rubbing my slick fingers against her back entrance.

She whimpered, pushing back against me. “Yes—fuck me there, *please*.”

I lined my cock up with her ass, pressing in slow, watching her face twist in pleasure as she stretched around me. The heat was unreal, her walls clenching as I bottomed out.

“*Fuck*,” I hissed, pulling her hips back, driving into her harder.

She clawed at the desk, moaning my name as I pounded into her ass, each thrust sending shockwaves through us both. I could feel her whole body trembling, her cunt dripping down her thighs.

“God, I wish you were mine,” I growled, slamming into her one last time before I came, filling her up as she shuddered beneath me.

She turned her head, meeting my gaze with heavy-lidded eyes. “Who says I’m not?”

And damn if that didn’t make my cock twitch all over again.