{"id":262679,"date":"2026-07-14T14:05:02","date_gmt":"2026-07-14T11:05:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/his-hidden-obsession-lisa-marie-harrison\/"},"modified":"2026-07-14T14:05:02","modified_gmt":"2026-07-14T11:05:02","slug":"his-hidden-obsession-lisa-marie-harrison","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/his-hidden-obsession-lisa-marie-harrison\/","title":{"rendered":"His Hidden Obsession – Lisa Marie Harrison"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I want you to feel all of me whilst you ride my foot.\u201d Violet moves her hips faster as she chases her own release whilst her mouth glides up and down my length, her hands massaging my balls. My office is filled with the sounds of grunts and moans as I look down, my hand wrapping around her hair, guiding her down my length, pushing my hips faster until I feel my body start to shake.<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you want to taste your husband’s come?\u201d I growl \u201cI\u2019m going to explode down your fucking throat.\u201d Violet nods her head with her mouth full of my cock and in that moment, I feel like I have died and gone to heaven. She is the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. I watch as my wife finds her own release, her body trembling as she reaches her orgasm. \u201cThat\u2019s it, Flower, come all over my foot.\u201d She lets out a moan as her orgasm takes over, making a mess all over my shoe.<\/p>\n

Her arousal dripping and glistening on the black leather as I spill myself down her throat. My greedy wife drinks every last drop from me. Until I’m completely empty, she finishes by placing a kiss on the tip. \u201cMy dirty wife likes to swallow her husband\u2019s come. Look at the mess you have made of my shoe. Your wet pussy has drenched it chasing your own release. Really, I should make you lick it clean, but you know what I\u2019m going to wear it like a badge of honour.\u201d<\/p>\n

Brown-hooded eyes look up at me from under my desk. Using my thumb, I drag it along her bottom lip, pulling it down. \u201cYou\u2019re so fucking perfect Violet Franklin.\u201d I smile down at her just as the door to my office bursts open. Tate stands with an amused grin on his face. Tucking my dick back into my trousers I fasten my belt.<\/p>\n

Grateful that I have so many monitors on my desk to hide behind. \u201cSir, I\u2019m so sorry. I tried to tell him you had your friend in here.\u201d \u201cMy friend?\u201d I question confused. I watch as my secretary rolls her eyes. \u201cViolet.\u201d She groans. I feel Violet\u2019s body tense under my desk.<\/p>\n

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All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in any form without the prior written permission of the author, except for quotations used in a book review. To request permission, contact L.m.harrisonauthor@gmail.com Cover Design \u00a9 by: Lisa Harrison OceanofPDF.com CONTENT NOTES This story contains explicit sexual content, profanity, mild violence, and topics that may be sensitive to some readers.<\/p>\n

OceanofPDF.com DEDICATION To those who feel neglected and unwanted. I\u2019m here now, shhhh\u2026 Get down on your hands and knees. I will fuck that self-doubt right out of you! Such a good wife, following your husband’s orders. OceanofPDF.com PROLOGUE Violet \u201cJeremy would be perfect for you, Violet. I don\u2019t understand why you won\u2019t let your father and I help you with this.<\/p>\n

Why do you have to be so difficult?\u201d Rolling my eyes, I try to hide my frustration. It\u2019s always the same story. Looking across the room, I lock eyes with Jeremy. He\u2019s your typical rich kid, you know, the one who lives off mummy and daddy\u2019s money. Blonde hair gelled with an inch of its life. Beige-coloured trousers with a baby pink shirt tucked in and a white jumper draped over his shoulders with the arms tied under his neck.<\/p>\n

I never understood why men do that. Do they think it looks good? Just wear the goddamn jumper. If you\u2019re cold, get a scarf. Jeremy lifts his wine glass and nods in my direction, his too-bright white teeth almost blinding me. A shiver runs through my body, and not in a good way. My mum waves at him with a wiggle of her fingers. The gold bangles on her wrist jingle with the motion. \u201cViolet, go and talk to him. His family have been friends of ours for years.\u201d<\/p>\n

She speaks through her fake smile without moving her lips. Wow, she should be a ventriloquist. \u201cDo as I say and stop embarrassing this family. We have put up with your shenanigans for long enough. Look at your sister. She is happily engaged. Why can\u2019t you be more like her?\u201d she finishes with a deep sigh. Why aren\u2019t I more like my sister? There we go. We can\u2019t have a single conversation where she doesn\u2019t compare me to my perfect sister. Maybe because I am fed up with being bullied and controlled, I agree with a lot of what my family says to keep the peace, but I draw the line.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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