CEO’s Seduction Trap

He stuck out his tongue and stroked it against her folds, licking her as he stretched his tongue forward to her clit. With his eyes closed, he circled her clit with his tongue and she moaned. She could barely stand on her feet as her legs were trembling erratically. “That’s it, keep moaning “. He spanked her ass then dragged his tongue down the length of her slit before he pulled away from her.

“Fuck! !”. She mewled loud when his middle finger dived in between her folds. He rubs her clit gently while stroking her folds. Leila spread her legs open. She felt as if his fingers were controlling her whole body, making her fall into submission as he stroked her folds a little faster. “GOD YES!!!”. She screamed out as she let out her orgasm and it coated his finger.

“Yes, keep it coming”. He growled at her and immediately pushed his finger forward to her clit and began rubbing them faster, harder, making her legs tremble so hard while she screamed out. “No!!!”. He didn’t stop despite her scream but instead he increased his speed and added more pressure, smearing his finger around her clit.

At the climax, Leila arched her back, her fingers curling against the bed sheets.

Mason, gripping her thigh, asked hoarsely, “Do you like it this way?”

Leila’s legs trembled, unable to respond.

It wasn’t about liking or disliking.

The visual impact was overwhelming, making her acutely aware of her heightened senses.

Each thrust from Mason sent shivers through her entire body…

In the early morning, Mason carried her to the bathroom to clean up.

Leila, her eyes red, leaned against the wall. Mason looked down at her, his expression a mix of mischief and laziness, “Enjoyed it?”

When he was kicked out of the master bedroom, he leaned against the doorframe, trying to negotiate with Leila.

Leila met his gaze and said just two word, “Get lost.”…

At 2 a. m., Leila lay in the master bed, tossing and turning. Frustrated and confused, she pulled the blanket over her head.

How did things escalate to this point?

She… couldn’t understand.

In the guest room, Mason, feeling refreshed, sat on the bed smoking.

Caleb texted him: [Are you awake?]

Mason, in a good mood, replied: [Say what you want.]

Caleb: [Awake at this hour?]

Mason checked the time on his phone and replied: [Why are you up at 2 a. m.?]Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Caleb: [Don’t change the subject. Did you take advantage of Leila again?]

Mason didn’t reply. He tossed the phone aside, thinking about what had happened that night, a smile spreading across his face.

…

The next day.

Leila woke up early, made breakfast, and left before Mason got up.

By the time Mason called her, her phone was off as she boarded a flight to S city.

Two hours and forty minutes later, Leila arrived at S city.

As she was checking into the hotel with her luggage, Mason called.

He called twice, and Leila declined both times.

On the third call, Leila answered, “What’s up?”

After a moment of silence, Mason chuckled, “Did you run away?”

Leila responded coolly, “If there’s nothing work-related, I’m hanging up.”

Mason paused for a few seconds before saying, “Leila, you can’t just do this.”

Leila didn’t hesitate for half a second before hanging up.

Hearing the silence from the phone, Mason looked at it, scratched his brow with his finger, and laughed softly.

Leila checked into the hotel in S city, while Mason got into the car driven by Daniel.

Daniel hadn’t slept much since last night, evident from the two dark circles under his eyes as he met Mason’s gaze in the rearview mirror.

“Not a good night’s sleep?” Mason asked.

Daniel, with dark circles and a hoarse voice, replied, “Yeah.”

Mason inquired, “Work or personal matters?”

Daniel looked serious. “A mix of business and personal.”

Mason squinted. “Care to elaborate?”

Daniel hesitated, struggling to find the words. “Um, maybe I’d better not.”

Mason’s tone was lazy. “Come on, spill it. With you in this wandering state, I fear for my life riding in your car.”

Daniel had been with Mason for years. Though they were boss and employee, their relationship was closer than typical. Daniel had known Mason well. Mason wasn’t the type to nitpick without reason. As long as you didn’t commit a fundamental mistake, he’d turn a blind eye.

Upon hearing Mason’s urging, he paused, then turned to him. “Boss, may I ask you something personal?”

“What about?”

“Regarding relationships.”

Mason chuckled lightly. “That’s quite bold of you.”

Daniel was taken aback, his expression complicated.

“Go ahead.”

Daniel looked conflicted, pondering how to phrase the question. After about half a minute, he asked, “Mr. Ramirez, do you have feelings for Miss Patel?”

Daniel expected Mason to refute as before, but this time he ambiguously responded, “Why ask? I don’t deserve her?”

Daniel paused… If Mason wasn’t his employer, he would have exclaimed, “I’ve never seen such a bold third party!”

Finally, under Mason’s gaze, he gathered his courage and said, “Boss, I think…”

Before Daniel could finish his sentence, Mason calmly interrupted, “Daniel, if you’re tired of being in this position, you can be straightforward. The Ramirez Group isn’t short of talent.”

With that, Daniel immediately shrunk back, and quickly changed his approach. “I think you and Miss Patel make a great match.”

Mason, leaning back with his eyes closed, simply said, “Drive.”

“Okay.” Daniel replied obediently.

The car cruised along the road.

Mason took out his phone and send a message in Daniel’s name: [Busy?]

Leila replied instantly: [Not too busy. I’m on a business trip today, just arrived in S city and checked into the hotel. What’s up?]

Mason: [Nothing much. I thought I’d come over for dinner after work today.]

Leila: [Today’s not possible. Let’s catch up when I get back. I’ll call you after I return.]

Mason:[Okay.]

After a while, Mason messaged again: [Leila, what do you usually like to eat?]

Leila paused upon seeing the message, then replied: [I’m not picky. I generally prefer sweet and sour or sweet and spicy flavors.]

Mason: [No sweets, no joy?]

Leila: [Something like that.]

Typically, casual friends would end the conversation here. But unexpectedly, ‘Daniel’ sent another message: [Leila, what kind of man do you like?]

After staring at ‘Daniel”s message for a while, Leila had to reply: [Someone more gentlemanly.]

Mason: [Like who?]

Leila: [Samuel.]

Leila’s response was firm, causing Mason’s slender fingers on the screen to pause.

Leila: [Mr. Daniel, I have something else to attend to here. Let’s chat later.]

Mason: [Okay.]

Closing his phone, Mason spoke in a deep voice, “Daniel.”

Startled, Daniel replied, “Boss?”

Mason asked expressionlessly, “Do you think Samuel is a gentleman?”

Having learned from previous experiences, Daniel didn’t dare to answer recklessly. “Um, he’s, he’s okay.”

Mason raised an eyebrow. “Okay?”

“Well, he’s, not gentlemanly…”

Meanwhile, after putting down her phone, Leila briefly organized the items in her suitcase, then picked up her phone to check Mr. Moore’s schedule in S city from her email.

Mr. Moore had arrived this morning, supposedly for a real estate project. However, after researching several major projects in S city, Leila found no investment from Premier Construction in any of them. After double-checking, she dialed Joshua’s number.

When Joshua answered the call, Leila didn’t beat around the bush and asked directly, “Joshua, are you sure Mr. Moore is here in S city to invest in a project?”