Mia slammed the manhwa script on her desk and glared at the pages. Another straight smut manhwa full of thick cocks stretching tight cunts, women begging to be fucked raw. Her boss Jake leaned over her shoulder, his breath hot on her neck.
"Page twelve needs more detail," he said low. "Make her dripping before he rams in."
She turned, eyes meeting his. "You want me to write it dirtier?"
Jake grabbed her wrist and pulled her up. "No. Show me."
He shoved her against the desk, yanking her skirt up. Her panties were already soaked. Jake ripped them aside and shoved two fingers straight into her cunt, pumping hard.
"Fuck, you're wet," he growled. "Just like those manhwa sluts."
Mia moaned and spread her legs wider. "Shut up and fuck me."
Jake freed his cock, thick and veined, and drove it balls-deep into her in one thrust. She cried out, gripping the desk edge as he pounded her from behind. Each slam made her ass jiggle and her pussy squelch around him. He reached around and rubbed her clit in rough circles.
"Take it," he grunted. "Take every inch like the filthy editor you are."
Mia pushed back, meeting every thrust. Her orgasm hit fast and hard, cunt clenching and gushing around his cock. Jake didn't stop. He flipped her onto her back, hooked her legs over his shoulders, and fucked her even deeper, the desk creaking under them.
He pulled out at the last second and painted her stomach with thick ropes of cum. Mia rubbed it into her skin, panting.
That was only the start. Over the next weeks they fucked everywhere. In the copy room he bent her over the machine, fucking her ass while the printer spat out more smut pages. In the stairwell he made her suck his cock until drool ran down her chin, then bent her forward and drilled her pussy until she screamed. At his apartment he tied her wrists with his tie and spent hours eating her out, tongue fucking her hole before stuffing her full again and again.
Mia stopped pretending it was just research. She craved the raw stretch, the dirty talk, the way Jake used her like one of the manhwa heroines. One night after a long deadline she rode him on the couch, grinding her clit against him while his cock filled her completely.
"Harder," she demanded. "Make me come like those drawings."
Jake thrust up brutally, hands bruising her hips.
She came screaming, then milked him until he flooded her insides. They collapsed in a sweaty heap, already planning the next chapter.
By the time the manhwa launched, their own filthy story had become the best part of the job.
