Part 1The Boss in the Bedroom

I am intersex.

Due to physical needs, I found a friend-with-benefits on an app.

I never expected to hit the jackpot on my first try.

The man had eight-pack abs, a slim waist, and long legs.

He wore a black fox mask, incredibly alluring.

In bed, he called me "baby," "wifey," and whispered dirty talk all night long.

Later, I slacked off during a meeting to secretly message him.

The other phone on the conference table suddenly rang with a familiar notification sound.

...That was my boss's phone.

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"Want another round?"

I shook my head, enduring the soreness in my waist and abdomen, and pushed him away.

"No more."

"I have work tomorrow."

My voice was hoarse from shouting all night. I coughed a few times. A hand with distinct knuckles passed me a glass of water, bringing it to my lips.

I drank a few sips from his hand.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw several scratch marks on Liam's well-defined abs.

My ears started to burn again.

Liam was truly an excellent bed partner.

Just a bit wicked in bed.

The kind who coaxed but wouldn't stop.

Last night, I couldn't take it anymore, so I reached out and scratched him.

...Quite hard, too.

I lifted the quilt and saw deep and shallow hickeys all around my navel piercing.

I pouted.

He wasn't much better off.

I got my navel piercing recently.

Liam laughed, "Only bad kids get this kind of piercing."

I retorted stubbornly, "I'm not a bad kid."

"I like bad kids too."

"Very beautiful," his voice husky. "I like it very much. I like every inch of you."

Such a flirt.

Sweet words by the basketful.

Turning my head, I saw Liam already dressed.

The marks all over his body were covered by clothes, giving him a refined yet scoundrel look.

He bent down and rubbed my earlobe, "See you next time, little bunny."

I opened my mouth.

A kiss fell.

"See you next time."

The door closed. I took off the bunny mask I wore all night and placed it by the bedside.