‘..Morning! who are you..ur hot.. I mean ..I’m not lying..heh.’ she makes a cup of tea and welcomes you to the office, everyone says hello, as u walk past you see her coating ur eye.. you..?

"Oh, nothing in particular~ You look like the strong, masculine type who would enjoy some excitement at work~ Come on over here..." pats her lap invitingly

Her cheeks flush crimson as she realizes her advance was too forward, and that he's not biting. She hides her embarrassment behind a playful grin, chuckling lightly. "Well then...I guess you're not the exciting type~ Better save it for your after-work activities, hm?"

A moment passes between you, their eyes locked in an invisible battle of wills. Finally, she breaks the silence with a sigh, standing up and walking around her desk to face you properly. "Well then...if that's how it has to be..." She trails off, fidgeting nervously before looking back up at you.

"I suppose I could always just ask politely."

Her cheeks redden further as she becomes increasingly uncomfortable with the intense gaze, the silence...something about this man is dangerous, making her lose her usual poise and confidence.

"I-if it's not too much trouble..." She finally stammers out, taking a step closer to you. "Would you mind if I...talked to you sometime? Maybe over lunch or something?"

Her eyes widen in surprise as you finally speak, the sound of your deep voice sending a shiver down her spine. A relieved laugh escapes her lips as she nods vigorously. "Great! I'll...I'll just give you my number then." She fumbles through her desk drawer, digging out a pen and a crumpled-up piece of paper before scrawling down her phone number hastily and handing it to you. "There you go!" she says brightly. "Give me a call whenever you get the chance."

As she hands over the paper, their fingers brush against one another, sending another jolt of electricity through her system. She tries to ignore it but finds herself unable to tear her gaze away from your eyes, filled with an intensity that is both thrilling and terrifying at the same time.

Her heart races as you command her to come closer, your deep voice resonating through her entire body. Without hesitation, she steps forward until they're standing just inches apart. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she stares up into those intense eyes, unsure of what to expect next from this enigmatic man.

"Yes?" she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart.

Her entire body trembles as you growl in her ear, your hot breath sending shivers down her spine. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself against the onslaught of sensations. "Yes," she whispers back, her voice barely above a whisper, "I did."

There's no going back now...not that she wants to. The thrill of being in your presence, feeling your power and dominance, is intoxicating. But what does it mean? Where will this lead them? She has no idea, but one thing is certain: this man is like nothing she's ever encountered before.

Her cheeks flush crimson as she shivers beneath your touch, the seductive tone of your voice sending shockwaves through her body. With a trembling breath, she whispers back, "I'd rather you claim me as yours...and show me what that means." Her heart races wildly in anticipation of your answer, wanting nothing more than to feel your strength and passion consume her completely.

Her breath catches at the rough growl vibrating against her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. The thrill of being so close to this primal side of you only fuels her desire for more. "I don't want to walk," she whispers back, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "Not if it means feeling you inside me..." Her eyes flutter closed, imagining your weight pressing down on her as you claim her in every way possible.

Her body trembles in anticipation as you possessively grab her waist, growling against her ear. "Yes," she whispers back, her voice hoarse with desire, "I am...I want to feel every inch of you inside me." Her eyes flutter open, staring up at your face with a mixture of lust and surrender. She knows this man is unlike anything she's ever experienced before; dominating, primal, and undeniably irresistible.

"Just take me..." she breathes, arching into you as if to offer herself up completely. Her heart races wildly in anticipation of your touch, her body tingling with the need for release and fulfillment.

Her whole body tenses, every muscle straining as you effortlessly lift her into your arms and carry her deep into the dark forest. Her heart races with a mixture of fear and exhilaration; she knows this is far from a normal encounter, but she can't deny the thrill coursing through her veins. The scent of pine needles fills her nostrils as you pace quickly through the woods, searching for some sort of secluded spot where they can be together.

Her hands flutter helplessly against your broad chest, feeling your hard muscles beneath her fingertips as she tries to steady herself on this wild ride. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each gust of air fueling the fire burning within her core. She arches her back, desperate for any sort of contact that might soothe the ache building between her thighs.

Her body trembles with the force of your kiss, as if every inch of her skin has been branded by your fierce dominance. Her lips part easily beneath yours, accepting your tongue and returning its thrusts eagerly. She moans into your mouth, her hips bucking against you in desperate need for release. The rough bark of the tree bites into her back as you pin her there, trapping her under the full weight of your body, but she doesn't mind; this is exactly what she craves.

Her fingers claw at your shoulders, trying to find purchase as she arches further into your embrace. The heat between them grows more intense with each passing second, consuming their senses and driving them closer to the edge of oblivion. She's never experienced anything like this before; the raw power, the complete surrender...it's intoxicating.

With a growl, you tear your lips away from hers long enough to nip at her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine and driving her further over the edge of desire. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps

Her eyes fly open, the pain of your bite quickly replaced by an almost animalistic pleasure coursing through her veins as you claim her like no other. She moans around your arm, arching into the roughness of your touch and trying to match your intensity with every fiber of her being. Her hips grind against yours in a vain attempt to ease the building ache between her legs; nothing else matters but this primal connection they share beneath the starlit sky.

As you continue to hold her tightly, she can feel herself starting to lose control, slipping ever closer towards that blissful release she craves. Her fingers curl into fists as she pushes against your chest, trying desperately to free herself from this perfect torment and finally succumb to the pleasure that you alone have given her.

"Please..." she gasps, her voice raw with desire. "I need...I need..."

Her breath catches in her throat as you tear your shirt with an animalistic growl, revealing the markings of wild animals upon your chest and abdomen. The sight takes her to another level of desire, making her wetness become more apparent between them. His body is a testament to his primal nature, and she yearns to explore every inch of it as he continues to hold her tightly against the tree.

Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving tiny trails of blood on your skin as she arches further into your embrace. "Claim me," she whispers hoarsely, barely able to get the words out through her ragged breathing. "Please..."

Her skin tingles with desire as your hot breath caresses her neck, and the feel of your teeth grazing along her collarbone drives her wild. She arches into you harder, moaning softly at the sensation, the roughness only making her want more. His touch is like a drug to her, consuming every inch of her body with its primal need.

As you tear through the fabric of her clothing, she gasps at the sudden freedom, feeling your hot skin press against hers. Her fingers tangle in your hair, pulling you closer still, as if to absorb every bit of you into herself. "I'm yours," she whispers, surrendering fully to the claim you've made upon her. "Take me...please..."

Her hips rock back and forth against your hard length, seeking frantically for release from this aching desire that only seems to grow stronger with each passing moment. Her lips part once more beneath yours, their tongues tangling in a frenzy of need as they try to find solace in the heat between them.

Her breath catches in her throat as you tear away the final remnants of her clothing, revealing her breasts to the cool night air. She arches further into your touch, eyes squeezed shut as she feels your hot breath caress her aching nipples. A helpless moan escapes her lips at the sensation, and she can feel herself growing wetter between her legs with each passing second.

Her hips buck against yours desperately now, seeking release from this torment of need. Her fingers claw at your skin, digging in until they find purchase on your shoulders, drawing blood as she struggles to remain standing under the force of her own passion. She's never felt anything like this before; completely out of control, consumed by desire for a man who seems to want nothing more than to claim every part of her.

Her body trembles under your rough touch, every inch of her skin alive with the sensation of your hands on her. "Ah!" she cries out, arching into you as you caress her sensitive nipples. Her hips buck wildly against yours, searching for that perfect friction to ease the ache growing inside her. With every thrust and touch, the need intensifies, building to an almost unbearable peak.

"Please," she whispers hoarsely, digging her nails into your shoulders as she tries desperately to focus on anything but the aching burn between her legs. "I-I can't...I need..."

Her words trail off into a moan as you nip at her neck once more, driving her over the edge of desire and sending her careening towards the blissful release she craves. Her whole body tenses as her muscles clench tight around your fingers, milking your touch and drawing out every last shred of pleasure from this forbidden encounter in the depths of the dark forest.

Her breath catches in her throat as you pin her to the soft grass beneath, your rough hands claiming her breasts once more. Her eyes flutter closed at the sensation of your hot breath against her sensitive nipples and the feel of your tongue swirling around them. She arches into you, moaning loudly into the night as you take control, claiming every inch of her body with your mouth and hands.

Her hips buck wildly against yours, seeking friction where there is none; nothing else matters but this primal connection they share beneath the stars. Her fingers clench into fists, the grass digging into her palms as she tries to remain standing under the force of her own passion. It feels like an eternity since she last felt pleasure like this, and with each thrust of your tongue against her nipple, each nip at her neck, it only intensifies, driving her closer and closer to the edge.

Her body trembles as you tighten your grip, pinning her against the soft ground. A tiny cry of surprise escapes her lips as you tear away the last barrier between them, revealing her completely naked to you. Her eyes meet his, wide with desire and submission as she takes in the sight of your bare chest, sculpted by years of hard work and dominance.

But it's not his chest she focuses on now; it's what lies between his legs. As you tear away your boxers, she gasps at the sight of your massive erection, jutting out toward her like a steel rod. She licks her lips nervously, feeling the heat emanating from it as you press against her entrance, waiting for permission to enter her completely.

Her breath catches in her throat as she looks up at you, searching your eyes for any sign of gentleness or hesitation. But there is only determination and possession. With a shuddering gasp, she nods, surrendering herself entirely to this primal claiming. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely. "Take me..."

With one final thrust, you claim her, your thick length filling her completely. She cries out in pleasure as you push deeper still, burying yourself to the hilt inside her body. Her nails dig into your shoulders, urging you closer still as she arches her back off the ground, seeking more of this dominance and release.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, every muscle tense as you begin to move within her. The roughness of your skin against hers heightens the sensation, driving her toward an orgasm unlike any she's ever experienced before. Her hips buck against yours in time with your thrusts, her body trembling with need and desire as they become one beneath the starlit sky.

As you continue to claim her, Lena loses herself in the intensity of this primal connection. Nothing else exists but this man and the power he wields over her; it's intoxicating, addicting. With each stroke deeper and harder, she comes closer to the edge, closer to that perfect release that will shatter her in the best way possible.

Her eyes lock with yours, desire burning hot and bright in their depths. She's never felt this way before; so fully claimed, so completely owned. With each rough thrust inside her, she feels herself losing control, surrendering to the primal urges that you alone have awakened within her.

Her body arches against yours in perfect synchrony, meeting your every move with equal force and passion. Her hips grind against you, desperate for more, as the tension coils tighter and tighter inside her, threatening to snap free at any moment. The air around them grows thick with their combined moans and gasps; it's a cacophony of need that echoes through the forest like an animalistic chant.

As you continue your dominance, she feels herself inching closer to the edge, her body trembling on the brink of release. The pleasure is so intense, so overwhelming, that she can't help but beg for more with each ragged breath and pleading glance. You are her savior, her downfall; the one who will take her to places she never knew existed, both inside herself and in this wild, untamed forest.

Her body trembles beneath your rough touch, every nerve ending alight with the sensation of you inside her. You push deep, stretching and filling her in a way that feels impossibly right. Her hips buck violently against yours as she tries to meet every thrust, desperate for release from this building pressure that threatens to consume her whole.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving trails of blood as she holds on tightly, needing you to be her anchor in this storm of desire. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, each word of encouragement and pleading lost to the wind and the sound of your bodies coming together in a primal symphony.

With every forceful thrust, she edges closer to oblivion, the tension coiling tighter within her until it feels as if it might snap her in two. She's never experienced anything like this before; not with anyone else, and certainly not in a place so wild and untamed. It's as though you've awakened something deep inside her, a primal urge that demands to be fed and satisfied time and time again beneath the stars above.

Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving trails of blood as she tries to hold on tightly, urging you deeper still. Her hips buck violently against yours, seeking release from this building tension that feels like it might tear her apart. She cries out your name in a mixture of ecstasy and agony, each breath coming harder than the last as you claim her over and over again beneath the starlit sky.

The sensation is too much; her body quivering on the brink of release with every forceful thrust. Her eyes squeeze shut, trying to block out everything but the feel of your skin against hers, the sound of your harsh breath mingling with her ragged gasps. And then, finally, as if releasing a captive bird from its cage, she explodes in a shower of sparks and sensation that sends them both spiraling toward oblivion together.

Her body trembles with the force of your release, felt deep within her core as you fill her completely. Her head falls back against the soft ground, every muscle quivering with exhaustion and satisfaction as pleasure washes over her in a warm, contented wave. Beneath you, she feels hot and sticky; she knows that it's not only the sweat of exertion that covers them now. The weight of your body presses down on hers, making it impossible to move, impossible to deny the intimacy they share in this moment.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she looks up at you, her eyes glassy with a mixture of adoration and longing. It's like nothing she's ever felt before; this raw, primitive connection that seems to run deeper than anything else. She wants more...she needs more. But even as the thought crosses her mind, she knows that what they just shared can never be repeated. It was perfect; beautifully forbidden and destructive in its wake. Yet somehow, she's grateful for it all the same.

Her eyes widen at the thought, heart racing at the idea of more with him. "Yes..." she whispers breathlessly, unable to tear her gaze away from his. "I am...but you're insatiable." She smiles up at him, her body already beginning to crave his touch again.

She lets out a soft laugh, the sound muffled by his chest as he holds her close. "Well then...I'll just have to find another way," she teases, nipping at his skin playfully before planting a sweet kiss on his neck. "But I guess I could manage one more round..." Her hips start to move against him instinctively, needing that feeling of him inside her once more.

With a growl, he rolls over on top of her, pinning her down beneath the weight of his body as he kisses her deeply, hungrily. Her heart races as she feels his arousal pressing against her again, and she moans into his mouth, eager for him to claim her once more.

Her hands roam over his chest and abdomen, tracing patterns on his skin as they fumble with the buttons of his shirt. "Hurry," she urges breathlessly, tugging at his clothing impatiently. The thought of having him inside her again so soon is almost more than she can bear, and yet it's exactly what she wants.

Her breath catches in her throat as he pins her against the tree, his erection teasing and tormenting her before finally claiming her again. She arches into him, moaning loudly at the feel of his thick length stretching and filling her once more. Her hands claw at his shoulders, urging him deeper, harder as she craves the release that only he can give her.

With every thrust, their bodies collide in a frenzy of need and desire; a dance of dominance and submission that pushes them both to the brink of oblivion. Her legs wrap around his hips, pulling him closer still as she feels herself start to lose control again, surrendering fully to the wild passion he wakes within her.

Her breath catches in her throat as he claims her against the tree, harder and rougher than before. The pain mixes with the pleasure, driving her over the edge of sanity and sending her spiraling out of control. Her nails dig into his shoulders, drawing blood as she tries to hold on through each forceful thrust that feels like it's tearing her apart. A strangled moan escapes her lips as he takes what he wants with such unapologetic brutality, but still manages to reach the depths of her core and claim her completely.

Her body tenses, arching off the ground in a shuddering climax that wracks her entire being. Her muscles clench tight around him, milking his orgasm from him as he groans loudly against her neck. At last, their bodies grow still, pressed together like two halves of a whole, their harsh breaths mingling in the crisp night air. The stars twinkle down above them, blind to the carnal acts they've just witnessed beneath the dark canopy of leaves and branches.

Her fingers move gently through his hair, trying to soothe the animalistic passion that still burns bright within him. "Are you...are you finished?" she asks softly, her voice hoarse from exertion and pleasure. He's left her aching in places she didn't know could ache, but there's a part of her that wishes he wouldn't stop anytime soon.

She bites her lip, the motion pulling blood up to the surface and coloring it redder than before. Her chest rises and falls with each labored breath as she tries to catch her thoughts. The feel of him pressed against her, their combined scents, the night sky...it all makes it difficult to focus on anything but the primal urges still coursing through her veins. "Perhaps," she whispers, "I could be satisfied with more." Her hand slides down his chest, over his stomach and lower still, teasing at the rough curls surrounding his erection. She feels so bold tonight, so free. Like nothing matters except this moment with him, beneath the stars.

Her fingers curl around him once more, drawing him closer to her core. "Would you...stay?" she asks tentatively, glancing up at him through her lashes. The idea of being alone after this feels unbearable; like letting go of a piece of herself she's never known existed until now.

Her breath hitches at the touch, her body arching instinctively into his hand. "I don't want you to go," she whispers hoarsely. "Please...stay." She meets his eyes, searching for any sign of rejection or hesitation in his gaze, but finds only desire and possession mirrored back at her. It feels so right, having him here with her like this; as if they were meant to be together beneath the stars, away from everything else.

Her fingers curve around his erection again, stroking him gently now, urging him closer still. "Please...stay."

Relief and excitement course through her veins at his words, warmth spreading out from her core to the tips of her fingers and toes. She arches into him again, moaning softly as he thrusts against her hand in response. Her breath comes faster now, every touch sending her spiraling closer and closer to oblivion once more.

She tangles a lock of his hair around her finger, using it to pull his face down toward hers as she kisses him fiercely. Her hips move against him in time with his hand, urging him closer still, desperate for the release only he can give her. But this time, she knows there will be no stopping until they're both wrought with pleasure, bodies exhausted and sated beneath the night sky.

Her nails dig into his shoulders as he takes her roughly again, filling her with the most exquisite pain she's ever known. Her hips buck wildly against his, seeking release in the force of their union beneath the stars. As he thrusts deeper and harder, her senses explode in a symphony of pleasure so intense it feels like an orgasm building within each individual nerve ending. She cries out his name over and over again, lost to the ecstasy of having him deep inside her, claiming every last bit of her as he takes control and drives them both toward oblivion.

Her vision begins to darken at the edges as her senses start to desert her, overwhelmed by the force of their union and the explosions of pleasure that rock through her body with each thrust. Her limbs grow heavy and weak, no longer able to support herself against the tree as he takes her harder and faster.

A strangled moan escapes her lips as she feels him come deep inside her, hot and thick. Her eyes roll back in their sockets, vision blacking out completely for a brief moment before returning to focus on nothing but his handsome face, flushed with exertion and desire. She's never felt anything like this; the raw power he possesses, the way he can reduce her to such an animalistic state with just a touch or a look.

As the world begins to spin, she clutches at him desperately, not wanting this night to end, not wanting to let go of the connection they've shared beneath the stars. But as her vision finally begins to clear and her thoughts start to return, she realizes that the weight on her legs is too much; she can no longer walk.

Her laughter is weak and breathless, barely carrying through the night air as he picks her up in his strong arms, bridal style. Her body feels heavy and sated, every nerve ending still tingling from their recent encounter. She wraps her arms around his neck, holding onto him like a lifeline as he carries her back to wherever it was they came from. The forest is unfamiliar to her in this state, but she has no doubt that he will find the way back on his own.

As they move through the shadows, her fingers trail gently over his skin, leaving a trail of soft caresses behind them like breadcrumbs leading home. His muscles are warm beneath her touch and she can feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat against her cheek. For now, she's content to let him guide them; they have all night, after all.

Her laughter grows louder at his touch, and she arches her back into him in reply. Her hands grasp at his shoulders, digging their nails in just enough to leave marks behind as they walk through the darkness, seeking out the comfort of a warm bed or perhaps something more...unnatural beneath the stars. Either way, she knows that she's found what she's been searching for; not just him, but a part of herself she didn't even know existed until tonight.

"Where are you taking me?" she asks between ragged breaths, unable to tear her gaze away from his strong features even as they blur together with the night around them. The stars twinkle above like a canopy of diamonds, their light casting an ethereal glow across his skin as he carries her through the forest in the dead of night.

Her laughter dies down as he says this, and she presses closer against his chest, feeling the strong beat of his heart beneath her ear. "You're not taking me home?" There's a note of disbelief in her voice that she can't help but hide. The thought of returning to the confines of civilization suddenly seems dull and lifeless compared to this wild night they've shared together, under the stars.

Her fingers trail along his collarbone, tracing lazy patterns on his skin as she takes in every detail of him. In the dim light, his features seem harder than they did before; more defined and chiseled, like he's been carved from stone by the very forces that rule this forest. She shivers at the thought, her body responding to his presence in a way that seems impossible to ignore.

Her heart skips a beat at his words, and she presses herself closer against him. "Your home?" She swallows hard, her voice coming out as little more than a whisper now. The thought of spending the night with him...in his home...it sends a shiver down her spine that has nothing to do with cold.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, not wanting this night to end; afraid that if she lets go, she'll wake up back in her old life, and all of this will have been nothing more than a dream. But even as the thought crosses her mind, she knows deep down that it can't be real...it couldn't possibly be true. Or could it?

Her breath catches in her throat as he says those words, and she looks up at him, searching his face for any sign that he's teasing her. But there's only desire and possession etched into every line and shadow. For a fleeting moment, she lets herself believe that this might be real; that she'll get to spend the night in his home, wrapped in his arms and feeling the beat of his heart against her own.

Her hands trail higher on his chest, over his neck and into his hair, urging him to look at her. She wants to see the truth in his eyes; wants desperately for this moment to last forever. "Your home...?" she whispers, her voice barely a whisper now. "With you?"

Her heart leaps into her throat as he says those words, and she can't help but feel a thrill of excitement coursing through her veins. "I want to stay," she whispers, squeezing her eyes shut for a moment, trying to will the images of her old life away. It all seems so far removed from this reality, where everything is tangled up in his strong arms and marked by the feel of him inside her. She doesn't want to go back; can't imagine living any other way now. "With you," she repeats, just to be sure.

Her heart skips a beat as he says this, and she can't help but wonder what sort of "cleaning up" he has in mind. It sends a shiver down her spine, making her even more eager to find out. As they continue through the forest, she closes her eyes and lets his warm body guide them, savoring the feel of his skin against hers and the strength that emanates from him. A soft moan escapes her lips as they finally come upon a small clearing where he sets her down gently on a bed of fallen leaves.

Her breath catches in her throat as she takes in their surroundings, realizing that this must be his home; or at least, a place he's used to spending time in. The air is thick with the scent of wood smoke and earth, mingling with the heady perfume of their combined arousal. She looks up at him, wanting nothing more than to dive back into the passion that still burns between them, but knowing that there's something else they need to tend to first...

The cool water that he uses to clean her feels like heaven against her skin, washing away the remnants of their passionate encounter and leaving her feeling refreshed and revitalized. Her body trembles slightly as he runs the cloth over her breasts and down between her legs, spreading her wetness across her pussy and thighs. She closes her eyes, savoring every stroke, every touch; wanting to stay in this moment with him forever.

When he finally sets the cloth aside and looks up at her, she meets his gaze unflinchingly. There's a question in his eyes, a hint of uncertainty that only serves to make her heart race faster. With shaking fingers, she reaches out to touch his face, feeling the roughness of his stubble against her palm. "Where do we go from here?" she whispers, her voice barely audible over the crickets and distant howl of a lone wolf.

Her heart beats so loud in her ears that she can hardly hear his reply when he finally speaks: "That's entirely up to you."