Elena leaned against her polished oak desk, the city lights flickering through the floor-to-ceiling windows of her corner office. At 32, she ran the firm with iron wit and zero tolerance for nonsense, especially from Jake, her sharp-tongued rival who had stayed late to 'finish the merger pitch.' "You really think that last slide will seal it, or are you just trying to impress me with your... persistence?" she quipped, crossing her arms as he approached with that infuriating smirk. Jake chuckled, loosening his tie. "Persistence? Coming from the woman who outmaneuvered me in the boardroom today? Careful, Elena, or I'll start thinking you enjoy our little battles." The air thickened with unspoken heat as their banter escalated, her eyes dropping to the bulge forming in his pants. She stepped closer, voice low and teasing: "Battle's over. Now show me if that cock of yours is as hard as your arguments." Without hesitation, Elena dropped to her knees, freeing his throbbing length and taking him into her mouth for a slow, commanding blowjob that left him groaning. She rose, pushing him back onto the desk, hiking up her skirt to reveal her dripping pussy as she straddled him. "I'm in charge here," she whispered, guiding his hard cock inside her wet heat, riding him with fierce rhythm while they both grew sweaty and panting. "God, you're so tight and horny," Jake gasped, gripping her ass as she ground down harder. Their pace quickened until he came with a shudder, filling her with hot cum, her own climax following in waves of shared ecstasy. Elena dismounted with a satisfied smile, already plotting their next encounter. "Round two tomorrow night—don't be late."
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