In the marble halls of Harlan Estate, Sultan Harlan ruled his empire with icy precision, his calculating gaze missing nothing. Emma, the new maid with her sweet smile and innocent charm, dusted the study while her D-cup curves strained against the uniform. Their affair was a secret, one his wife knew and accepted, turning Emma into his private fucktoy. Yet Emma was no pushover. "You called me in again, boss? Your wife's out shopping, and you're already this restless?" she teased, hands on hips. Sultan smirked coldly. "Innocence doesn't suit you when you're dripping for it. On your knees." She arched a brow but complied with a witty retort. "Only if you ask nicely, or do cold businessmen beg?" Tension crackled as he pulled her close, hands roaming her ass while she palmed his hard cock through his pants. "Horny already? I thought you were calculating every move." Their lips met in a fierce kiss, her strong hands unbuttoning him as she sank down for a blowjob, tongue swirling until he groaned. He lifted her onto the desk, thrusting into her wet pussy, both sweating and panting as he fucked her ruthlessly. She rode him with equal fire, not submissive, her D-cup breasts bouncing. "Harder, Sultan—make me your secret again." He came with a grunt, filling her as she climaxed, cum dripping down her thighs. "This is just the start," he whispered. She grinned, already plotting her next move. "Then don't keep your fucktoy waiting across the chapters."
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