CEO’s Seduction Trap

When the assistant called, Leila was pinned in the car by Mason, her waist was gripped tightly.

Outside, the rain poured heavily.

Leila, overwhelmed by desire, unconsciously kissed Mason’s throat.

Mason’s hands lay naturally on the armrest. His neck tilted slightly back, his eyes half-closed. With each kiss from Leila, his sexy Adam’s apple moved up and down.

After a while, Mason spoke in a deep, husky voice, “Wanna?”

Leila’s eyes reddened, her gaze unfocused, “Yeah.”

Mason casually lifted her onto his lap, chuckling, “You agreed, don’t blame me afterward.”

He ran his hand over her waist, while the other lightly rested on her firm, round buttocks, gently massaging them… Even through the fabric, he could still feel the amazing elasticity of her full hips.

Her red dress was hiked up, one hand slipped between her legs…

As the rain outside intensified, the car shook more violently…

At the climax, Leila lowered her head and bit Mason’s shoulder.

Mason grunted and lifted her a bit higher, “You’re too tight, relax…”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

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Leila was drenched in sweat, her spaghetti strap dress in disarray. She bent down to retrieve her high heels.

Mason’s shirt was fully open, his gaze fixed on her waist. “Be drugged at the celebration?”

Leila didn’t respond. After a while, she spoke, “Thank you, Mr. Ramirez.”

Mason chuckled, “Thank you? You sleep with me, and all I get is a thank you? This was my first time…”

Leila froze, then turned to open the car door, “I’ll treat you to dinner another day.”

Mason pulled her back, whispering in her ear, “Miss Patel, you’re new to Nova Group, coming on strong. It’s natural for some folks to resist. Tonight was just those old farts trying to put you in your place.”

“No need to worry about me,” Leila didn’t wait for Mason’s reaction and pushed open the car door and left.

Leila struggled to maintain her balance, avoiding revealing any flaws to others…

On the other side, Mason looked at the bloodstains on his white shirt and murmured, “Long time no see, Leila.”

The car window was suddenly knocked on. In the next second, the door was opened from the outside. His buddy Caleb Mitchell propped up the door with one hand, teasingly saying, “Hey, Man, you even shook this big car.'”

Mason glanced at him but didn’t respond.

“I know that girl. Leila, the project manager recently hired by Nova Group from Yort city. By the way, doesn’t that girl have a boyfriend? What’s his name? Seems like he’s the vice president of a listed company. Let me think…”

Mason replied casually, “Is that so?”