Red Confession: Savage Blaze in the Greffe Shadows

The greffe office reeks of stale smoke and ink. Back from Ibiza, my skin still salty from the sea. Monday morning. Michel’s there, alone at his desk. Green eyes lock on mine. Heart slams ribs. Legs weaken on the spiral stairs. Door clicks shut. His smile shreds me.

“Catherine… missed you.” Voice low, velvet knife. I nod, throat dry. Coffee pours, hands brush. Electricity jolts. Pulse races wild. Nipples harden under blouse. Heat pools low, thighs clench. His scent—clean sweat, youth—invades. I remember the kiss. His lips devouring. Now, forbidden fruit dangles.

The Fever Ignites

He stands. Too close. Breath hitches. Fingers graze arm. Fire spreads. “Gérard knows,” I whisper. Eyes widen. Then hunger mirrors mine. Hand cups cheek. Thumb strokes lip. I lean in. Mouths crash. Tongues tangle fierce. Hands roam. Skirt hikes. His palm on thigh. Moan escapes. Danger pulses—any knock could end us.

Back slams desk. Papers scatter. His body pins. Hard cock presses belly. Grind instinctive. Sweat beads. Heart thunders. “Want you,” he growls. Fingers rip panties. Wetness slicks thighs. Fingers plunge. Gasp rips free. Walls clench. Thrusts quick, brutal. Edge builds. No mercy.

Ashes of Ecstasy

The Blaze consumes. He spins me. Face down on desk. Skirt bunched waist. Cool wood bites skin. Zipper rasps. Cockhead teases folds. Then slams home. Stretch burns sweet. Cry muffled in arm. Hips piston savage. Balls slap ass. Each thrust owns deeper. Guts twist ecstasy. Nails rake wood. Sweat drips. Breaths pant animal.

He grips hair. Yanks head back. Neck arches. Bites shoulder. Pain spikes pleasure. Pussy spasms. “Mine,” he snarls. Faster. Harder. World narrows to cock splitting me. Friction ignites nerves. Climax coils iron. Legs quake. Heals dig floor. Roar builds. Then shatters. Waves crash. Scream chokes out. He follows. Hot jets flood. Pulse after pulse. Bodies lock. Tremble shared.

Collapse. His weight crushes sweet. Cock softens inside. Pulls out. Cum trickles thigh. Skin glows fevered. Breaths sync ragged. Kiss lingers soft now. Heart slows to thud. Reality creeps. Desk chaos. Door silent—miracle. Guilt flickers. But ashes smolder. Unique blaze etched soul. Skin still hums. Danger thrilled. Him—my devouring secret. Gérard waits home. Yet this… irreplaceable.

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