His Dirty Little Assistant(10) 🫦💦🍆

Loe’s POV

The weekend passed in a short while. I had barely left my apartment throughout the day. Every time my phone buzzed I jumped, thinking it might be Fred. It never was. Just my roommate asking if I wanted takeout or my mom checking in. By Sunday night the silence felt worse than the guilt. I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, replaying every moment.

His hands. The way his voice sounded as a sexy groan, calling me little one. The way he filled me on his desk. The lies he told his wife while I swallowed him under the table.

Monday brought...