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Everyone knew that Sam was dominant in many aspects. She was the boss of everyone that was working under her company. Her wants should be fulfilled by others. She was on top of the food chain. She was almost a god among mere mortals.
Being born with royal blood running down her veins, it was natural for her to dominate, to lead, to rule, to be served. Academically, in the field of work, in friendships, in any term — even in her loveless relationship with Kirk. Not even a man could make her tremble and move. She was the feared one, even alpha-like males who had egos the size of a plane would tremble in intimidation whenever Sam’s sharp gaze would glaze over them for a moment.
All her life, though she couldn’t get all she wanted because of her Grandma’s authority and strict way of raising her — most people still followed and served her, no one really did refuse her. No one wouldn’t be able to reject her demands, in fear of getting their life ruined by some emotionless and ruthless filthy rich royalty CEO.
So, when Mon entered her life, she expected that the latter would be the same. Mon would follow her obediently like a good brilliant employee that she was. Sam knew her power over Mon, especially after knowing that the pink-lover woman had been admiring her since her younger days and had a huge respect for her.
She simply knew that Mon wouldn’t be able to refuse and disobey her every word, her every order, her every command. Mon was a good girl like Sam had expected that she was. Sam led, Mon followed.
However, much to her surprise when Mon spoke against her for the first time, and in front of other people too — the people who worked for her. It was embarrassing. Sam should be fuming in anger that time but instead, she felt guilty and deflated under Mon’s disapproving look that Sam could only play it cool that she wasn’t affected at all. That was the first time someone ever spoke against her, bravely.
And it continued on. Mon was the only one who really could argue with her if Sam was being irrational, she wouldn’t hesitate to speak and defend if she knew she was being reasonable. Sam could see the hint of intimidation in Mon’s spell-binding eyes, but her righteous side would win her over. It was bewildering for Sam at first, not even Kirk could reject her and speak to her like that but here was Mon, a new employee of hers, scolding her softly whenever Sam wasn’t being nice.
Yet Mon never did get fired every single time she wasn’t being compliant for her that Sam was always expecting her to be, even in little things like not going to Sam’s office whenever the CEO would firmly summon the pink-cladded woman after a little argument or whenever Mon was feeling off.
Sam couldn’t bring herself to fire her, even though her pride was getting chewed on by the little rebellious actions that Mon would do. Surprisingly enough, she didn’t mind at all.
Until feelings started to grow and they became romantically involved with one another. Every friend of theirs knew that Sam would dominate in their relationship despite her lack of experience and wasn’t really good at expressing. They all knew that Sam would be the one who would always lead and top.
Sam and Mon thought so too. The latter was always ready to lay herself out bare for her lover, figuratively speaking or… literally speaking.
But then, Sam loved Mon so much that she was willing to look vulnerable in front of her. She wouldn’t hesitate to kneel and desperately ask for forgiveness if she had made Mon upset. She wouldn’t hesitate to do the younger woman’s commands and wants if that would mean that Mon wouldn’t be too mad at her anymore. Heck, she didn’t even hesitate when Mon asked her to be a dog. She obeyed, kneeled on the floor, and barked.
Anything for Mon.
So, it must be really shocking if one would know that the all-powerful CEO of Diversity — Sam, was actually just a good girl for her lover, Mon.
In Sam’s office, with blurry glass walls, as usual; the two secret lovers were there.
Every single person currently working under that company had no little clue about their relationship, given that it might really cause a huge problem because Sam herself made this strict rule of no workplace relationships allowed but she was currently being a hypocrite (no one needed to know that though), and the fact that Sam was still engaged to the co-owner of the company no matter how loveless it was.
They just thought that their Lady Boss had just favored Mon quite a bit because of her brilliance and top notch diligence. But little did they know what was happening behind those foggy, blurry walls that caged Sam’s office.
Sam bit her lower lip, almost drawing out blood because of how hard it was.
She could feel Mon smirking against her skin, pressing another kiss on her exposed flesh on her thigh.
It was broad daylight, just nearing lunch so every person working under Diversity was there, peacefully doing their own work and from time to time, they were gossiping, remaining oblivious. Which was for the best for them.
Mon was called by Sam as usual for the reports just a few minutes ago. And everyone just thought the usual, that she and Sam were just discussing work.
Look, they never usually did this in the office. If they do, they were making sure that there was no one present at the moment while doing their deed because it was pretty embarrassing given that they were in their workplace and totally risky.
But Mon here was being naughty and decided out of the blue to put Sam to the edge, not caring if they were literally surrounded by her co-employees, Sam’s employees — confident enough that the glass walls would protect them. Even feeling thrilled and excited to do something risky like that. Sam secretly loved it as well anyway, if she didn’t, she wouldn’t let Mon go down on her.
“Punishment for not making me come for the last time last night.” Mon whispered to her after constantly teasing and seducing her the moment she entered and swiftly locked the door, pitying Sam’s confused orbs. And once she said that, she gave a sultry smirk and fell onto her knees gently, pulling the swivel chair where Sam was sitting that felt like a throne to her.
“Stay silent, love. We don’t want them to hear us doing something dirty here, hm?” Mon whispered her order sexily, her eyes droopy, before reaching for the zipper of Sam’s pants. And the CEO could only obey like a good girl.
Here Sam was, at Mon’s mercy, biting her lip until it bleed or her finger to the point she might tear her skin apart. She needed to be quiet or else, they would be doomed.
In bed, Sam was quieter than Mon but still, they shouldn’t be too laid back making love in the office while other people were present.
Sam had her head thrown back at the backrest of her chair, eyes half-lidded, her left hand on the armchair, clutching it until her knuckles were white — holding onto it so tightly as if her life was on the line. While her right hand, visibly more relaxed than the other, was on Mon’s hair, gripping onto her lover’s silky hair lightly; not wanting to hurt her that much though Mon expressed to her once that she liked it when Sam was pulling her hair whenever she was doing the deed.
“What would your employees, who are all working diligently for you outside, say if they ever learn that their powerful and ruthless Lady Boss is currently getting eaten out by her own employee in the space of her office?”
Sam tried to bite back a moan at what Mon had just said. The latter really knew how to rile her up, to drive her crazy, to make her feel so good not just with her fingers or tongue; but words too. Even though the words could be very scary and made Sam shrink, it was thrilling Sam a lot. It did not help that Mon just sounded so good saying stuff with her husky, mellow voice whenever they were fucking.
She could only let a small whimper escape between her lips, and Mon was thrilled because it just meant that it was affecting Sam a lot in a good way.
As Mon continued to use her skillful tongue to push Sam over the edge, she snaked her hand that was holding Sam’s thigh into place to Sam’s flexing stomach, to her sternum, until she finally reached that spot that she was aiming for.
Mon wrapped her lithe and long fingers around Sam’s neck, lightly choking her but not enough to cut off her breath. Just enough pressure to make Sam feel so good and heavenly, knowing that the CEO had a thing for strangling while making love. Good thing Mon had a thing for neck too, specifically Sam’s neck where her hand perfectly fit like a beautiful necklace around the woman when her fingers were wrapped against Sam’s neck.
“Mon…” Sam silently whined as her grip on Mon’s hair tightened and the other hand was desperately clutching the armchair moved to grasp the hand Mon was using to strangle her a little, and it was a sign that she was close so Mon pitied her and doubled her efforts, applying more pressure on her too.
As Sam reached her climax, no one from the company still noticed something odd happening in the little office of the CEO. No one heard even in the faintest when Sam silently screamed Mon’s name as her back arched, grinding onto her lover’s face as she came.
Mon helped her lover ride out her high, humming against her which made Sam shiver. Once Mon saw that Sam had calmed down and visibly relaxed, she smiled and moved her swollen lips to her inner thigh that was already peppered with bite marks and sucked a particular spot that made Sam quiver.
Once she was satisfied, Mon slowly ascended from below and kissed the exhausted CEO of hers. Sam’s lips still loved gently to respond to Mon’s loving and sweet kisses, releasing a sigh of relief through her nose.
With a giggle, Mon pulled away to press a quick kiss on Sam’s forehead before staring at her right into her eyes, and Sam was mesmerized. “Who would have really thought that the almighty Diversity CEO, Samanun Anuntrakul, is actually a good girl,” Mon cooed as she gently rubbed Sam’s jaw, and that elicited a small gasp from Sam, feeling herself tremble.
Mon gave her a smile, a sweet yet sexy smile as she moved her hand to pat Sam on the head. “A good, good girl for her little mere employee.”