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.

redeem himself before the

the warehouse

goods, took a well-earned break on the steps,

labor, approached, asking for a smoke. Craig, without a word, tossed him a

that Mercedes blocking your truck at the freeway exit today? That's easily worth a

that, why slum it here with us? Carl joked, admiring Craig's looks. "And look at you, if I had your face and build, I'd probably be the one in that

back to work. The sooner we finish, the sooner we can

quipped, standing up to

motioned for Craig to

tonight's work, then we can head out,"

attempted

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