The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Miles' face flushed a deeper shade of red than Felicity's as she spoke, his embarrassment palpable.

"I'll try to be careful..." he offered weakly.

But let's be real, for a man pushing thirty, with only a distant memory of intimacy from five years ago, restraint was a tall order. Now, with Felicity within reach again, all previous promises were tossed aside like yesterday's newspaper. However, due to his lack of recent experience, Miles' first attempt ended embarrassingly short of the ten-minute mark!

Felicity, hand on her stomach and pushing him away, exclaimed, "You're done, why are you still here?"

For the first time, Miles found himself drowning in a sea of embarrassment.

"Let's go again."

"No way!" Felicity protested, not caring about his performance, her concern was her discomfort. "You need to leave...ugh!" But halting now would be akin to a death sentence for Miles.

He knew Felicity too well. It wouldn't take three days before rumors of his brief endurance would spread like wildfire.

had to redeem himself before the whispers

warehouse

finished offloading a truckload of goods, took a well-earned break on

from the night's labor, approached, asking for a smoke. Craig,

freeway exit today? That's easily worth a few hundred grand, right?" Carl inquired, taking a drag. Craig exhaled a cloud

slum it here with us? Carl joked, admiring Craig's looks. "And look at you, if I

the fantasy. "Dreaming's fine, but let's get back to work. The sooner we finish,

Craig quipped, standing

boss motioned for Craig to

need to settle up for tonight's

shoulder, attempted to entice Craig with the offer of trying

fan, don't waste it on