CEO’s Seduction Trap

Mason dipped his hand into his pants and brought out his cock. The head of his cock was swollen and red. He had veins over the length of his cock which showed how hard he was.

He took off her underwear, grabbed her thigh then drew her down towards him and spread her legs apart.

Then he lowered his hip and directed his cock to her opening. “Fuck”. He groaned when he felt her moistness in his tip. He moans slowly while closing his eyes as he slides his cock into her wet soaking core.

Leila moaned aloud as her tight walls clenched around his hard cock, She could feel every veins and length of his cock, sank into her , inch by inch and it was obvious he was taking it easy to delve into her just to not hurt her. He pressed hard and slide his full length into her core while she quivered below him, “Fuck me hard now!!! I want more”. She demanded and he began to rock his hip, slowly sliding his cock in and out of her. Her eyes rolled as he didn’t stop moving his cock inside her, “Please fuck me harder”. She begged.

Mason groaned as he moved his hip backward then rammed back into her.

“YES… YES ”, She wrapped her leg around his ass and lifted her hip closer to him to enable him to go deeper.

He suddenly slid his hand underneath her and grabbed her ass and pulled her up against him as he began pounding into her hard.

…

The next day.

After a night of sex, Leila found it difficult to even turn over.

A hand on her waist pulled her into an embrace, and Mason’s low, magnetic voice sounded in her ear, “Awake?”

Hearing Mason’s voice, Leila regretted the indulgence last night.

As if sensing her thoughts, Mason chuckled softly, teasing, “Are you not going to own up?”

Leila didn’t respond, just closed her still sleepy eyes.

Some things couldn’t be said, and some things couldn’t be explained.

Just as Leila was debating whether to pretend to still be asleep, her phone, placed on the bedside table, suddenly rang.

On the other end of the line was Shirley, her voice choked with sobs. “Leila.”

“What’s wrong?”

Shirley, her voice trembling, said, “I messed up again.”

“Get to the point,”

Shirley sobbed, “I put Caleb in the hospital, he has a broken bone…”

Leila didn’t know how to describe her mind. She hesitated for a few seconds before asking, “What happened exactly?”

Shirley continued crying, “Can you come to the hospital? The nurse said he’ll wake up in half an hour, I’m scared…”

Shirley’s sobs grew louder as she spoke.

Leila comforted Shirley over the phone for a few moments before hanging up and adjusting her mood to look at the man behind her.

Their eyes met, and Mason’s thin lips curved slightly. “What do you want to say?”

“About last night…” Leila hesitated.

Mason finished her sentence, teasing, “Another thanks ? Invite me for dinner another day?”

Leila’s face turned red. She couldn’t say such words cause she wasn’t drugged last night.

Leila gripped the blanket tightly. “Mr. Ramirez, we are both adults. What happned last night cannot be entirely blamed on me. We share equal responsibility, so let’s… Let’s forget… about it… ”

Mason raised an eyebrow at her. “What?”

Leila was already feeling guilty. Hearing Mason’s question, her heart raced a bit faster. She knew that she couldn’t just brush off the situation, but apart from this, she couldn’t think of a better excuse.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Mr. Ramirez, so what do you want to do?”

Mason’s response was uncertain. “What do I want to do? Can I do whatever I want?”

Leila hesitated to agree. She believed that with Mason’s status, he wouldn’t ask her to do anything extreme, but she still felt uneasy.

Seeing her silence, Mason chuckled lightly and got up to get dressed.

Leila didn’t expect Mason to suddenly stand up. She saw his muscular back, and the memories of last night flooded back, making her face instantly flush red…

Mason’s voice was deep as he said, “I haven’t figured out what to do about this yet. Consider it a favor you owe me. I’ll let you know when I’ve decided how you can repay it.”

Leila couldn’t help but retort, “Mr. Ramirez, this situation is not entirely my fault, so how does it become me owing you a favor?”

“I’m still single at the moment, and you have a boyfriend. In this scenario, who’s at a disadvantage?”

Leila remained silent. If she hadn’t pretended to have a boyfriend in front of Mason yesterday, she wouldn’t be tongue-tied now.

“Fine.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be doing something else? Not getting up?”

Speaking of doing something else, Leila suddenly remembered Caleb, who was hospitalized with a broken bone after Shirley assaulted him. After careful consideration, she decided to tell Mason, “Mr. Ramirez, Mr. Mitchell is at the hospital right now. Do you want to go check on him?”

Mason fastened his belt and turned around, “Hmm?”

Hearing the sound of the belt buckle, Leila felt relieved and honestly told him, “I’m not exactly sure what happened. All I know is that Mr. Mitchell has a broken bone and Shirley was the one who hit him.”

Mason smiled with interest.

Seeing his expression, Leila breathed a sigh of relief. She had been worried that Mason would cause trouble for Shirley after learning about the incident, but it seemed that she had overthought it. The friendship between men couldn’t be measured by female standards.

Just as Leila was thinking this, she heard Mason say, “You’re going to the hospital later?”

Leila replied truthfully, “Yes.”

“I’ll wait for you outside and we’ll go together.”

When they arrived at the hospital and stepped out of the elevator, they saw Shirley sitting on a bench in the corridor, crying.

Tissues stained with tears and snot littered the area around her feet.

As soon as Shirley saw Leila, she rushed into her arms, crying even louder.

“Leila, I feel like I’m about to die. Who would’ve thought that the man could be so fragile? I only hit him lightly, and he ended up with a broken bone.”

Shirley didn’t even notice the person standing behind Leila. Leila was too busy comforting her to remind her.

Shirley cried in Leila’s arms for a while, continuing to complain.

“It’s not my fault at all. He insisted on escorting me upstairs, and I thought he had ulterior motives, so I acted. And I really didn’t hit him hard. I just did a light shoulder throw and then gently stepped on his ribs.”

“Don’t cry for now. Let’s see how things turn out later.”

Shirley sniffled and looked up, “We don’t need to wait to see how things turn out. I already have the answer. The nurse told me he’s seriously injured.”

Leila couldn’t help but laugh at the situation, although she didn’t want to. “Didn’t you say you didn’t hit him hard?”

Seeing Leila’s smiling face, Shirley burst into laughter through her tears. “I didn’t hit him hard, but that rich boy is too fragile, I…”

As Shirley was talking, she suddenly noticed Mason behind Leila. She paused, and froze.

To be honest, Shirley looked pretty pitiful right now. With snot bubbles, tear streaks, and still wearing last night’s outfit, she didn’t resemble a fashion magazine editor at all.

Mason averted his gaze and walked towards the ward. Passing by Leila, he said, “Give her a wipe.”

Leila couldn’t help but chuckle. She took out a pack of tissues from her bag and wiped away Shirley’s tears.

“You, you two…?” Shirley hesitated, insinuating something.

Leila didn’t know how to explain, so she simply admitted, “Yeah.”

Shirley’s eyes widened. “Are you out of your mind?”