I Want To Stretch You Further

****Keira's POV****

I laid in my bed, unable to get even a wink of sleep. I just didn't understand Drake. Why would he want me in his office tomorrow?”

Last time I checked, he's someone who doesn't mix work and pleasure. But what is this?

I scratched the back of my head, knowing I was at my wits end. I had played so many scenes in my head, but nothing seemed to fit. I began to wonder if I had gone completely insane.

The only reason he probably wanted me in his office was, so I could gather more information about him and his work space. I must have been muddle headed to be thinking some irrelevant things.

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“Mmph...” I moaned helplessly as Drake kissed and caressed my neck and ear lobes. It all started the moment I walked into his office.

Just after saying my greetings, he suddenly pulled me into his room and began kissing me roughly.

"D... Drake, are you okay?” I asked amidst my moans. He suddenly stopped and stared into my eyes.

“Y…yes, I'm okay,” he replied while starin