A One Night Stand With My Boss

Camila blinked, her smile never leaving her face.

Connor noticed her excitement and couldn't help but laugh, setting aside the document in his hand. "Why so happy?" he asked.

Camila, grinning ear to ear, replied, "I just got a huge bonus, and I'm over the moon!"

She paused for a moment before adding, "To celebrate, I've decided to treat my boss to a fancy dinner! Whatever you're craving, it's on me!" Connor smirked, pulled her onto his lap, and gently caressed her palm. He whispered, "Anything I want?"

Camila, with a bold grin, said, "Absolutely! Italian, French, you name it-I've got it covered!"

Connor chuckled, leaned in, and kissed her forehead softly. His voice was deep and affectionate, "Come home early tonight."

"Home?" Camila's eyes widened as she stared at him. "I'm inviting you to dinner out, no need to be thrifty on my account. I'm not that tightfisted."

Connor, amused by her serious expression, flashed a teasing smile. He gently stroked her cheek and said slowly, "I only want to eat..."

Camila leaned in, listening intently.

Connor, still smiling, finished, "You."

Camila's cheeks instantly turned bright red. "You're incorrigible!" she muttered, rolling her eyes as she got up from his lap. "Decadent." She quickly left his office.

Back at her desk, Connor's words, "I only want to eat you," echoed in her mind, causing her cheeks to flush once again. Shaking her head, she opened a food delivery app on her phone.

They usually opted for Chinese or Western cuisine, so she decided to splurge on some expensive Japanese food.

After work, she arrived home to find the delivery neatly arranged at her doorstep.

Camila set the meal boxes on the dining table, and Connor remarked, "This looks extravagant."

Camila teased, "Of course, who do you think is treating you?"

They both sat down to eat. Just as Camila took a bite of bluefin tuna, Connor playfully stole it from her mouth.

Despite the playful antics, Camila was satisfied with the meal.

Leaving the cleanup to Connor, Camila headed to the bathroom for a shower, standing under the spray with her back to the door.

Amidst the gentle sound of the

water, she faintly heard a noise instinctively turned around, only to

be tightly embraced by a ta

She was bare, while he was fully dressed.

As Camila came to her senses, Connor had already pressed her against the wall, kissing her passionately.

She tilted her head back, her arms wrapping around his neck.

Water droplets fell like fine rain, wetting his face and body.

Camila's hands slid down,

theet

unbuttoning his shirt, and soon the bathroom was filled with an intimate

here and her soft mate

moans.

About an hour later, Camila was washing Connor's hair, her fingers running through his short, thick hair. As the foam built up, she murmured, "Short hair is so convenient.

He chuckled and asked, "Thinking of cutting yours short too?"

Camila replied, "No way, especially now that I have my personal hair-washing assistant."Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.