The Boss and Her Submission ❤️ Part - 3

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In the heart of the city, the corporate tower of Sterling & Co. loomed, a monolith of steel and glass that housed the power players of the business world. Mariah, her body still humming from the kitchen encounter, sat at the head of the conference table, her professional demeanor firmly in place. John, unruffled and composed, took his seat across from her, the files they'd been working on spread out between them.
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The meeting was a blur of numbers and strategies, Mariah's voice steady as she outlined their next move. But beneath the table, her foot brushed against John's, a silent promise. John's gaze flicked to her lips, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth.
As the meeting wound down, Mariah's heel hooked around his ankle, pulling him closer. "We're not quite done here," she said, her voice low enough that only he could hear.
John raised an eyebrow, his pulse quickening. "Oh?"
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Mariah stood, gathering the files. "Come with me," she ordered, leading him out of the conference room and down the hall. She paused in front of the elevator, pressing the call button. As they waited, she leaned into him, her breath hot on his ear. "I want you to fuck me, John. Right here, right now."
John's cock twitched, his hands gripping her hips. The elevator doors dinged open, and they stepped inside. Mariah hit the emergency stop button, the elevator lurching to a halt. John wasted no time, pushing her against the wall, his mouth crashing down on hers. He yanked her skirt up, his fingers finding her wet and ready. Mariah moaned, her legs wrapping around him as he lifted her, his cock pushing inside her. She was tight, her pussy clenching around him as he thrust deep.
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"Fuck, you feel so good," he growled, his hips slamming into hers.
Mariah's nails dug into his back, her moans echoing in the elevator. "Harder," she demanded. John complied, his body slapping against hers, his cock filling her completely. The elevator shook with their movements, the emergency light casting eerie shadows on their entwined bodies. Mariah's orgasm hit her hard, her body convulsing as she came. John wasn't far behind, his cock pulsing inside her as he filled her with his cum. They stumbled out of the elevator, their clothes askew, their bodies still humming with satisfaction. Mariah led them to her office, locking the door behind them. She turned to John, her eyes gleaming. "Now, about that file..."
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John grinned, his hands already reaching for his belt. "I think we can work on that...in private." Back at Mariah's house, her husband answered the door, his eyes bleary. "What are you doing here?" he slurred, looking between John and Mariah. Mariah stepped forward, her voice steady. "We have a file to finish, dear. John's helping me with it." Her husband grunted, stepping aside to let them in. Mariah led John to her bedroom, her heart pounding.
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This was her domain, her sanctuary. And now, it was John's playground. He pushed her onto the bed, his body covering hers. "You're mine now, Mariah," he growled, his hands tearing at her clothes. "Every inch of you." Mariah gasped, her body arching into his. "Yes," she breathed, her fingers tangling in his hair.
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John took his time, exploring every inch of her body, his mouth and hands bringing her to the brink of ecstasy again and again. When he finally entered her, it was slow, his cock filling her completely. He set a steady rhythm, his body moving in sync with hers. Mariah's orgasm crashed over her, her body convulsing as she screamed John's name. John followed soon after, his cock pulsing inside her.
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In the aftermath, they lay entwined, their bodies slick with sweat. Mariah looked up at John, her heart full. "We make a good team," she said, her voice soft. John smiled, his thumb brushing against her cheek. "The best," he agreed, pulling her closer. Their relationship blossomed, their connection deepening with each stolen moment. They were more than just lovers; they were partners, equals. And in the quiet moments between passion, they knew this was just the beginning.

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#Master_Johnny ❤️