**Conference Room Seduction**

I’d been eyeing Nandini all fucking day. Fuck, she looked good—tight black dress hugging every curve, those long legs crossed at the knee while she flipped through reports like she wasn’t teasing the hell out of me. The board meeting had just wrapped up, and everyone had cleared out except her.

I leaned against the polished mahogany table, loosening my tie. “Stay behind, Nandini. We need to go over the quarterly projections.”

She smirked, watching as I locked the conference room door with a quiet *click*. “Projections, huh? That’s new.”

I stalked toward her, grabbing her wrist and yanking her up from her chair. She gasped, lips parting, but before she could say another word, I crushed her mouth under mine. Nandini moaned, fingers clawing at my suit jacket, and I didn’t waste time—I shoved the stacks of papers off the table with one sweep of my arm.

She laughed breathlessly as I hoisted her up onto the surface, the cold glass pressing against her ass. My hands slid up her thighs, pushing her dress higher until I saw it—black lace panties, already damp.

“Fuck,” I growled, tracing a finger over the soaked fabric. “Been thinking about this all day, haven’t you?”

Nandini bit her lip, nodding. “Since you walked in this morning.”

I didn’t hesitate. I hooked my fingers into her panties and tore them off, her pussy glistening under the dim conference room lights. I buried my face between her thighs without warning, tongue dragging flat over her clit.

She cried out, gripping my hair, grinding against my mouth. “Oh *fuck*, Manik—right there—”

I sucked hard, swirling my tongue in tight circles, fucking her with two fingers while my other hand kneaded her breast through her dress. Her moans got louder, more desperate, her hips bucking against me.

“Gonna cum already?” I teased, flicking my tongue faster.

She whimpered, thighs shaking. “Yes—*yes*—”

I pulled back last second, grinning at her frustrated glare. “Not yet.”

Her hands went for my belt, yanking it open, then my zipper. My cock sprang free, already hard and leaking. She wrapped her fingers around me, stroking slow, and I groaned, hips jerking into her touch.

“Fuck me,” she demanded, squeezing my length. “Right here, on the table.”

I dragged her to the edge, her legs hooking around my waist, and slammed into her in one deep thrust.

Nandini screamed, nails raking down my back, her pussy clenching around me like a vice. “*So fucking big*—”

I didn’t let up—just gripped her hips and fucked her hard, the table rattling under us. Her tits bounced with every snap of my hips, her moans filling the room. I could feel her getting tighter, her walls fluttering around my cock.

“Gonna cum,” she gasped, arching. “Oh god, *I’m gonna cum*—”

I reached between us, rubbing her clit in rough circles, and that was all it took. She came hard, pussy milking my cock, her scream muffled against my shoulder.

I wasn’t far behind. With a few brutal thrusts, I buried myself deep, spilling inside her with a groan.

We stayed like that for a second, panting, her legs still wrapped around me.

Then Nandini smirked, running a finger down my chest. “Next time, let’s try the CEO’s office.”

I laughed, pulling her in for another kiss. “Deal.”