The Contracted Stripper

Emily sauntered into Ryan’s office with a purpose, her presence impossible to ignore. She was dressed in a form-fitting black pencil skirt that hugged her curves in all the right places, and a crisp white blouse with the top few buttons undone, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage. Her high heels clicked against the floor with each step, adding to her confident, seductive aura.

“Good morning, Mr. Kendrick,” she greeted him, her voice smooth and alluring. “There are some documents that need your signature.”

Luca, who had been in the room discussing some urgent matters with Ryan, immediately understood the silent exchange of looks between Emily and Ryan. Sensing the need for privacy, he stood up and excused himself. “I’ll be back in a bit, Ryan,” he said, nodding at Emily before leaving the office.

As soon as the door clicked shut, Emily walked over to Ryan’s desk, her hips swaying with every step. She leaned forward to place the files on his desk, and Ryan couldn’t help but notice how her blouse gaped open, showcasing her ample cleavage.

Her top button was undone, nearly exposing her breasts. She bit her lower lip seductively, her eyes never leaving his as she slowly ran her hands over her hips, clearly itching for more intimate contact.

Ryan felt a surge of arousal. He was known for his rule of never being with the same woman twice, but Emily’s blatant invitation was hard to resist. He stood up, feeling his erection straining against his pants. Moving swiftly around the desk, he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her close, his other hand gripping her waist as he lifted her onto the desk.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Emily gasped in surprise but quickly parted her legs, eager to feel him inside her. Ryan didn’t waste any time; he pushed her skirt up to her hips, revealing her lacy thong. His fingers found her wet and ready. He thrust two fingers into her slick entrance, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her.

“You’re already so wet,” he murmured, pulling his fingers out and bringing them to her mouth. “Suck,” he ordered.

Emily eagerly took his fingers into her mouth, licking and sucking them clean. Ryan watched her, smirking, as he reached down to squeeze her breast through her blouse, making her moan louder.

Emily reached for his shirt, wanting to touch him, but Ryan jerked her hand away. “Don’t touch me, you bitch,” he growled, his tone harsh.

He returned his attention to her dripping core, thrusting his fingers inside her again while his other hand roughly squeezed her nipple. Emily’s moans filled the office as she writhed in pleasure, her body responding to his touch with increasing urgency. She wanted him, all of him, but Ryan seemed intent on teasing her.

Just as she felt on the brink of climax, Ryan abruptly pulled his fingers out of her and stepped back. “Get out,” he ordered coldly.

Emily blinked, stunned. “But we haven’t done anything yet,” she protested, her voice trembling with desire and confusion.

“I said, leave,” Ryan barked, his eyes blazing with intensity.

She flinched at his harsh tone, sliding off the desk and quickly rearranging her clothes. Humiliated and still throbbing with unmet need, she opened the door and left without another word.

Ryan sat back down, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. The brief encounter had been a welcome distraction from the turmoil surrounding his father’s health, but it also left him feeling hollow. He knew he had crossed a line, one that he never intended to cross again.

He glanced at the files Emily had left on his desk and sighed, trying to refocus on work. The empire needed his full attention, especially now that his father was unwell. Personal distractions, no matter how tempting, could not be allowed to interfere with his responsibilities.

As the day wore on, Ryan buried himself in work, pushing aside the lingering tension from the encounter with Emily.

He needed to be strong, for his family and the company. There was no room for weakness, no time for indulgence. The future of the Kendrick empire rested on his shoulders, and he was determined not to let anyone down

He knew he had to have a serious conversation with his father about stepping down.

Ryan sat in his office, staring blankly at the documents on his desk. As he tried to focus on work, a sudden realization struck him.

He had forgotten to pick up his father’s medications. He bolted upright, quickly gathering his things. As he walked out of his office, he saw Luca. “Luca, I need to head to the hospital to pick up my father’s medications and then go see him.

I’ll be back soon.”Luca nodded, noticing the tension in Ryan’s voice. “Take care, Ryan. Let me know if you need anything.”Ryan gave a brief nod and hurried out, his thoughts racing.

He couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling that had settled in his gut when Dr. Parker had held his hand and smiled earlier. Something was unsettling about it, but he decided to push the thought aside.

He needed to focus on his father. He got into the car, and his chauffeur closed the door behind him before getting in and driving off.

They arrived at Central Medical Hospital, one of the city’s most prestigious and top-notch hospitals. The building was an architectural marvel, with its sleek glass exterior and modern design.

Inside, the hospital was just as impressive, with spacious, well-lit corridors and state-of-the-art medical equipment. Ryan walked through the lobby, exchanging polite nods with the receptionist.

“Dr. Parker is with a patient right now, but you can wait in his office,” she informed him with a warm smile.”Thank you,” Ryan replied and made his way to Dr. Parker’s office.

Dr. Parker’s office was large and elegantly furnished, reflecting his status as a leading physician.

The walls were adorned with certificates and awards, and a large mahogany desk dominated the room. Behind it, shelves were filled with medical textbooks and journals.

A comfortable leather sofa and chairs were arranged near the window, offering a view of the city skyline.

Ryan settled into one of the chairs and took out his phone. As he scrolled through Instagram, he saw Ivy’s latest post about her new endorsement deal.

He reacted to the post, feeling a mix of pride and happiness. His sister seemed to be living the life of his dreams, while he was stuck dealing with endless responsibilities and family drama.

Suddenly, a phone on Dr. Parker’s desk started vibrating. It wasn’t Ryan’s phone. Curiously, he reached out to check who was calling but stopped when Dr. Parker burst into the room.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, Ryan,” Dr. Parker said, his voice warm and reassuring. “Please, sit down.”Ryan stood up and exchanged pleasantries with the doctor, still puzzled by the “son” and “son” endearments.

He couldn’t help but feel a bit uncomfortable, but he decided to let it go for now.

“How’s your father?” Dr. Parker asked, genuinely concerned.”I haven’t seen him since I left for work. I’m just here to pick up his medications,” Ryan replied.

“Alright, son. That’s fine. Your dad is going to be fine,” Dr. Parker said, patting Ryan on the shoulder. “Let me get the medications for you. I’ll be right back.”Ryan nodded and waited as Dr. Parker stepped out of the room.

He couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease. There was something about the way Dr. Parker had smiled earlier that he couldn’t quite put his finger on.

Dr. Parker returned shortly with a small bag of medications. “Administer these as prescribed. Call me if there’s anything else you need, son.”Ryan took the bag and thanked Dr. Parker. As he turned to leave, Dr. Parker called him back. “Take care of yourself, Ryan.

“With a polite nod, Ryan left the office. As he walked down the corridor, his mind raced with thoughts about his father’s health, the business, and the strange feeling he got from Dr. Parker.