Playboy's Failure: Falling In Love With His Secretary

Margaux was terrified when she saw the three men drooling at her and stomping on their feet as they approached.

When they started touching her leg up to her delicacy, the girl was trembling with fear and screaming.

She was sobbing and pleading, but the three aren't listening and just keep doing what they're doing.

She was also disgusted with herself when two more men grabbed both of her arms.

But when she felt the hand enter her pantyhose, Margaux yelled angrily, knowing she couldn't fight back.

She opened her eyes abruptly, only to realize it was all a dream. But when she came face to face with the darkness, she felt fear all over again.

Margaux was terrified and trembling.

Margaux was certain to herself that she didn't turn off all the lights in her room even though she was alone at home while her father was away.

So the darkness that had now appeared in Margaux's eyes was a huge mystery because she would not turn off the light when she went to bed.

"L-lights, pl-please! L-lights," she shook, clutching the blanket as if she could smell Declan's perfume through it.

Then, all of a sudden, the lights turned on. Only to see Declan standing midway near the main switch, eyes closed, hair was messy, and clothes still tangled.

Margaux felt relieved when she saw that everything was in order.

Only then did she realize she wasn't in her room.

"W-what am I doing here?" Margaux inquired of the young man, whose arms were now crossed as Declan leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

Declan's eyes immediately opened when he heard her voice, compromising to meet his red eyes that seemed to lack sleep and rest.

"Don't you remember everything? Muchàs Gràcias last night?" he asked, his voice husky.

What happened the previous night? In that case, what she had seen in her vision earlier was a literal nightmare, not a dream.

Declan also rescued her inside that dark room, she recalled. Even before those men succeeded in moving her to death, Margaux was grateful for his appearance.

Declan then moved forward, reaching for a left wall and leaning against it, his eyes now close together once more.

The young man's body slid down gradually as well.

Margaux noticed that the man appeared tired, his arms drooping as if he had not gotten enough sleep or rest.

"D-Declan?"

"Hmm," Margaux said softly, biting her lower lip.

Only his left eye was open, and it was only half-open when he looked at her. The only thing that moved was its head to look at her. Margaux flashed back to the steamy scene between the two of them and Declan inside the company's office

"What are you doing leaning up against the wall?"

"I'm exhausted, Margaux, and I can't sleep."

"B-why?" she asked, frowning, and despite her tiredness, Margaux was able to get close to Declan by stepping on her toes.

Will she be able to continue her revenge now that she sees his soft side?

Yes, eventually, but for the time being, she must keep a low profile because she is exhausted. Margaux, on the other hand, has yet to determine her next course of action.

It was only then that she realized what she was wearing this time: Declan's knee-length shirt.

Declan is the only one in the house, so... She knows only the young man is capable of dressing her up like this.

"You've already gone to bed to sleep—"

"No, Margaux. Stay away from me. That's the part where you could help me out." He frowned.

"What do you mean—"

"Oh shit! I'm sorry for this," Margaux could no longer lie down when the young man suddenly turned to her and brought himself close to his body, claiming her lips like a hungry animal ready to eat his prey.

"D-Declan, s-stop!" she screamed, but his hands became restless, and Margaux only realized it had gotten into his clothes.

Declan tightened his hold on her waist, and she sat on his lap. Only remember that she was now wearing her panty because Margaux had just felt a sharp object piercing her delicacy's mouth.

It was Declan's pennis, and she admitted to feeling a strange sensation in her body, especially when she felt Declan's kiss engulfing both of her breasts.

".... ohhhhh!" she exclaimed. She can't stop herself from doing what Declan is doing in her breast.

Margaux was still exhausted from the intense pleasure it gave her body, but Declan's hand was quick to reach out and support her back.

"D-Declan!" Oh no! This is how it feels every time a man kisses that part.

Delicious! Very tasty!

"Fuck! Margaux! Fuck you!"

"Ohhh!" Her eyes were already raised in the air because one of his hands was already caressing and twirling her cunt.

"D-Declan... ahh!"

"S-shit M-Margaux! You're fucking hot!" Margaux was just feeling so delicious that she didn't realize she was already loaded as a young man on her way to bed.

Her legs were also wrapped around Declan's waist to keep her from falling while she held him.

Declan manages to put her in bed without breaking the kiss.

He jumped on top of her and kissed Margaux.

It was only then that she noticed her own body, which was no longer dressed in only the young man's top t-shirt. Then Declan gave her a seductive laugh!

"Shiit Margaux, you really turned me on," he said, looking at her from head to toe.

She was only wearing a bra and pantyhose, but the young man couldn't take his gaze away from her.

"Fucking sexy, babe," he said again, kissing her on the forehead, nose, ear, both cheeks, and finally on her lips.

She was exhausted once more. Declan was now kissing her neck and lightly massaging her left breast.

"D-Declan..."

But then she noticed her bra flying through the air, and she realized it was capable of removing what she was wearing on both of her breasts.

Margaux was under Declan's spell and completely drenched, so she didn't care any longer.

She went unconscious as soon as the young man kissed her.

Margaux sighed as she felt Declan's hands again lowering the garter of her panties.

She bit her lip as she watched Declan's face light up, as if he was happy with what they were doing right now.

Until she didn't have a single covering left on her body, and Declan looked so proud that he did it without any resistance from her.

The man then stood up, first removing his shirt, and Margaux noticed Declan Heisenberg's perfectly sculpted body.

She couldn't take her gaze away from the young man because the scene he was portraying in front of her was stunning.

Then he removed his pants, leaving no covering on his body, just like she did.

Margaux was devastated, especially when he saw how the young man's commando saluted her as if she were a ready soldier on the battlefield.

"T-D-Declan, that's—"

"Big, yeah?" he asked, smiling as he crawled back onto the bed and found her lips once more.

"Don't worry, it'll fit," he said softly as he kissed her on the lips, and Margaux felt the thrust of its length on the side of her abdomen once more.

It gets to his feet and feels ready to dive into the delicacy that awaits him.

"Ready?"

Margaux snatched the bedsheet, biting her lower lip, before closing her eyes and nodding.

Declan had already pointed its length at the opening of her vagina when she opened her eyes again.

Declan then gave her a look. Everyone was happy.

Declan had already inserted his pennis into the mouth of her tunnel before she could feel a strange sensation engulf her system slowly and slowly.

Margaux's pain was overwhelming.

"You are a—, M-Margaux!"

"D-Declan, please fill me now!" she yelled, forcing herself to accept the size of the young man who had already entered her core, even if it was painful.

She was closing her eyes because she was in excruciating pain. Maragux discovered that she had cried because she couldn't bear the pain any longer.

"D-Declan — ahhh!" She felt more pain when the young man plunged inside her for a long time and that was over.

Declan didn't make a move. And when she looked at the young man, he frowned just looking at her, and the young man bowed slightly to wipe away the few grains of tears that flowed down her cheek.

Declan moved quickly when she no longer felt the pain, as if the young man also realized it wasn't painful for her.

What was once painful in Margaux's stomach has now been replaced by indescribable delight!

"... ahhh! D-Declan! All right."

"M-Margaux," the young man leaned on either side of her for support while it continued to stab her from the inside.

They felt sorry for each other because they were so delicious, and they just caught themselves shouting their names while both bodies were already wet with sweat.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! M-Margaux.... ahhhh." Declan chanted her name, and Margaux was like a guitar, apparently breaking down her strings as soon as she heard the man's voice using her name as a song's lyrics.

She was going insane with pleasure, and her hips couldn't stay fixed on the bed because her body swayed as if she couldn't be bothered while the young man continued to go in and out of her.

Then, all of a sudden, Declan reached for her right leg, only to insert his shoulder and thrust hard, deep, and deeper yet again.

In that position, Margaux felt the young man's stretch inside her even more. She even slightly narrowed her eyes because this is how sex really tastes, especially when the man plowing you is an XL size.

"Aah! Ahh! M-Margaux... ohhh! Ohh! H-heaven, heaven!"

Declan's voice heightened Margaux's feelings of lust.

Rough and hard. When it comes to this one, that's all she can say about Declan devouring her womanhood beyond her innocence.

This is still true. It was only now that she had the opportunity to partake in the kind of delectableness that she had only recently discovered.

But she seemed to be ready all of a sudden.

"D-Declan s-stop, I'm urinating—ahhh!!"

"Don't control your juices, M-Margaux, just let it e-explode, you're about to cum... Ohhh!" Declan's statement and its speed doubled.

When Declan pulled her inside and out, hard and rough in her womanhood, she felt strangely delicious once more... At the time, it was extremely painful.

But Margaux is unconcerned. The only response she took was the pleasure she felt when Declan's XL size pennis entered hers.

She nearly broke the bedsheet by gripping it too tightly for support.

Declan, on the other hand, continues to thrust deep and hard until she can no longer control herself and finally releases her sweet juices, only then Declan pulls out his length and spurts his sperm beneath in Margaux's stomach as long as she hears Declan's outrageous scream with her name.

"M-Margaux.... aaaaaah! Fucking Fuck of a fuck!" Then Declan's body slammed into her.

On her proud breast, and now the man is licking it like a candy.

"D-Declan... ugh! Please stop that right now... I s-still feel the pain."

Suddenly, the young man raised his eyes to her. The smiles that have already begun to appear in its eyes are also noticeable.

It wasn't offensive for Margaux to notice why his eyes were twinkling at her.

Rather, it is a sense of accomplishment.

"J-just give me a break? I won't be in t-this time, L-let me savor your body first!"

"B-but D-Declan, what are you up to down there?"

When Margaux opened her eyes again, Declan was already at her feet, holding both of her knees before teasing her so sweetly.

"Open your legs wide for me, Margaux. Only for me!" Declan ripped both of her legs, exposing her cunt to the young man's eyes once more.

Declan bit his lower lip the moment his eyes widened at her womanhood.

"D-Declan n-no—" but even before she could close her legs again, the young man quickly caught them so he wouldn't lose sight of her cunt, which is now still painful to move.

"D-don't you dare, Margaux, I'm enjoying the view." And the next thing she knew, Declan bowed down, and she just felt his lips kissing the lips of her cunt as if it was still delicious with the repeated smell of it before being licked again.

Margaux, on the other hand, engulfed another sensation of being pleasured through Declan's lips in her womanhood.

It was so tasty that even holding the young man's head to guide the corner of his lip to deepen what he was doing was willingly obeyed.

Margaux has another enticing feeling when Declan's naked body is placed on her feet and his lips are on her manhood, making her feel something she can't quite put her finger on.

Then she remembered that the sole reason she applied as a great secretary for Declan's company was to digest her vengeance against the man she despised.

But what's going on now? She even had sex with the man who admitted that she was really delicious to be praised!

Maybe Margaux is insane, so she'll let Declan make her happy now because the next day and every day after that, she'll never let herself undress in front of the man she despises.