Hard Day

Arik picked me up as he sat on his swivel chair and placed me on his lap. My legs appeared because I was only wearing a blouse and skirt and the coat I was wearing had been taken off of me earlier.

"Arik… How many have you brought here to your office to do this thing?" I asked him when we separated for a moment.

He grinned and shook his head as he removed his tie, one hand still on my waist.

"What are you trying to say here, my love? That I'm a playboy?" Desire and lust became more visible in his eyes as he stared at me.

When he finally removed the tie, he followed by unbuttoning his sleeve. His tattoo appeared on his chest that reached his neck.

"Aren't you really like that?" I said and started tracing his tattoo. It's a dragon tattoo. It connects up to his arm. The one on his neck seems to be a vein tattoo.

"You were a playboy. I'm sure before that night, you brought many women here just to do this."

Arik's hand moved again. He squeezed my