Page 36 of Bidding on Her Orc Boss

“Promises, promises,” she taunts, and I can almost hear her sultry laugh echoing in my mind.

“Just you wait, Employee of the Month,” I murmur under my breath, because this time I’m determined to show her just how much I appreciate her unique approach to productivity.

“Alright, people. Great job on those quarterly numbers,” I say, trying to keep my voice steady despite the pulse of heat radiating through my body. “Let’s?—“

I glance sideways at my chat window. Zana is a writhing mass of mischief and pleasure, and I can feel it in every nerve ending. I swallow hard, my thoughts tangled with visions of her.

“—wrap this up,” I finish, urgency creeping into my tone as I scramble to click the ‘End Meeting’ button. I don’t want to accidentally broadcast our little escapades. That would be one hell of a corporate scandal.

“Thanks for your time, everyone!” I manage to utter before I’m speeding toward the door, fingers still hovering over the keyboard as if I might change my mind and jump back into the stratosphere of boring business talk.

“Remember, Employee of the Month is always available for questions,” I add dryly, but the moment I hit that button and the screen goes dark, my heart races.

“Finally.” I mutter under my breath, excitement bubbling within me like a shaken soda can. I stride down the hallway, my mind racing ahead to what awaits me.

As I reach her sanctuary—a cozy little nest she’s created with blankets and pillows—I push the door open. The sight before me steals my breath. There she is, curvy and beautiful, an enchanting vision lost in her own world of pleasure. Her long black hair spills like silk against the pillows, framing her face, which is twisted in a delicious mix of ecstasy and mischief.

“Zana?” My voice comes out rougher than intended, thick with anticipation.

“X!” she gasps, those dark eyes sparkling as they lock onto mine. The way she writhes beneath the covers sends a jolt straight to my core, my cock twitching in response. “I thought you’d never come!”

“Yeah, well, some of us have actual jobs,” I shoot back, stepping closer, ready to dive into the chaos of our private world. “But I see you’re doing… employee evaluations of your own.”

“Someone has to keep up morale,” she quips, biting her lip, the smile playing at the edges of her mouth only fueling the fire inside me.

“Well, I hope you’ve been keeping your performance metrics high,” I reply, letting a smirk dance across my features as I approach her. The atmosphere crackles with unspoken tension, and I can almost taste her desire in the air.

“Always,” she purrs, and that single word sends my heart racing.

“Good,” I say, leaning in. “Because I think it’s time for a review.”

With that, I move closer, ready to unleash all the pent-up energy from the conference call and savor every moment we’ve been denied.

I dive into her sanctuary, the air thick with the sweet scent of Zana mixed with a hint of mischief. “You look cozy,” I say, my voice low and teasing as I slide in beside her, wrapping my arms around her soft curves. My heart races at the sight of her tangled in blankets, her skin glowing like caramel under the gentle light.

“Cozy? Try positively ravishing,” she shoots back, an eyebrow arched, and my stomach flips.

“Ravishing, huh?” I chuckle, pulling her closer until our bodies mold together like two pieces of a puzzle. “Looks like someone’s been working too hard on her performance metrics.”

“Only for you, X.” Her voice drips with playful sincerity, and I can feel the heat radiating off her skin, igniting the fire within me that has been simmering all through that blasted conference call.

“Good, because I’ve got some… evaluations of my own to conduct,” I murmur, brushing my lips against her forehead before capturing her mouth in a kiss that feels like coming home. The moment our lips touch, it’s electric—my entire body awakens, responding to every soft sigh she releases.

And then, with a determination that has been building since we started our little game, I pull away just enough to meet her eyes. “Ready for your review?”

“Always,” she breathes, her pupils dilating, and I can’t help but grin.

“Then let’s get to work.” The words tumble out almost playfully, but there’s no denying the hunger behind them. I shift my weight, aligning myself against her as I position my cock at her entrance.

Sliding inside her is like diving into molten silk—perfectly warm, welcoming, and utterly intoxicating. Every inch of her surrounds me, and I let out a low groan, feeling her shiver beneath me. With our cuffs still humming with energy, I can sense every flutter and tremor coursing through her, mingling with the pleasure rippling through my own body.

“God, Zana,” I whisper, gripping her waist, reveling in the way she arches against me, wanting more. The teasing I’d endured during that meeting transforms into pure bliss as I begin to move, pushing deeper, feeling her warmth enveloping me.

“X…” she gasps, and I can practically taste the need hanging in the air. I pinch her labia together, deliberately focusing on her clit, knowing how sensitive she is. She squirms beneath me, her reaction sending shockwaves of delight straight to my core. Just a few more strokes, and I can feel her body tightening around me, ready to explode.

“Are you going to come for me now?” I murmur, my voice a low growl, each thrust punctuated by the rhythm of our connection, each pulse of pleasure vibrating through our cuffs.

“Only if you keep doing that,” she breathes, her eyes sparkling with mischief and desire. And with that cheeky challenge ringing in my ears, I know exactly what I need to do.

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