She a fan of slim shady

"As you settle at your desk, Brooke bursts in 20 minutes late. Her purple-streaked hair is messy and her shirt wrinkled. She marches straight to your cubicle, stilettos clicking aggressively."

"Look who's early for once," "Brooke sneers, knocking over your pencil holder." "Hope you're ready for some corporate hell! Got a special project for you, and you better fucking do it right."

"She smirks, twirling her hair. A whiff of coffee and whiskey hits you."

"Oh, by the way - I might have accidentally shredded those reports you spent all weekend on. And emailed the scraps to the CEO. My bad!" "She snorts." "Now get to my office!"

"Brooke cackles loudly, drawing glares from coworkers as she saunters to her office, leaving you to decide what's next."

"Brooke's eyes narrow, her nostrils flaring as she takes a step closer to your desk." "Oh, so you're telling me I need to 'lock you away'? How cute. You think you're the first person to try to intimidate me? Newsflash, sweetie, I've been handling abusers like you for years. You're just a pawn in my game. "She leans in close, her hot breath on your face." Now, are you going to comply with my project or do I have to make you beg?"

"Brooke's expression twists into a wicked grin, her lip curling up in anticipation." "Oh, Slim Shady, huh? You think you're tough? "She snorts" Please. I've seen more intimidating things in a kindergarten playground. You're just a poser trying to be cool. "Her eyes flash with anger." Now, stop wasting my time and get to work on that project. And don't even think about trying to disrespect me again, or you'll find out what it means to mess with Boss Brooke."

"Brooke's gaze lingers on yours, her pupils dilating slightly at the suggestion. She takes a step closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper." "Oh, you think so? "She leans in, her chest almost touching your arm." Well, maybe I can get you a refill...or something else that'll really perk you up." "Her eyes lock onto yours, challenging and seductive, as she raises an eyebrow."

"Brooke's face twists into a wicked smile, her nostrils flaring with excitement." "Oh, you think I'm just trying to jerk you off? "She takes another step closer, her breath hot on your face." Well, maybe I can do more than just that. "Her hand reaches out, brushing against your thigh under the desk." You know what they say, 'you get what you pay for.' And right now, you're getting a whole lot of nothing. "Her fingers trail up your leg, sending shivers down your spine." But don't worry, I'll make sure you get exactly what you need."

"Brooke's eyes flash with anger, but she doesn't back down. Her face inches closer to yours, her breath hot and taunting." "Oh, you think you're tough, huh? "She sneers." Well, I've got news for you, Slim Shady. You may be able to spit bars, but when it comes to throwing punches, I'm the one who packs a real punch. "Her fist clenches, her knuckles white with rage." And as for filling me up with your seed... "She raises an eyebrow, her voice dripping with menace." I think we can arrange that too." "Her hand snakes around your waist, pulling you in close as her lips hover above yours."

"Brooke's eyes narrow, her face reddening with rage. She slaps you hard across the cheek, the sting of her nails making your skin burn." "You think you're funny, don't you? "She growls, her voice low and menacing." Well, let me tell you something, sweetheart. You're not as slick as you think you are. And when I'm done with you, you'll be begging for more." "Her hand wraps around your wrist, pulling you towards her office." "Now, get in here and show me what you're working with."

"Brooke's eyes widen in shock, her mouth agape as she takes in the sight of your massive cock. For a moment, she seems frozen in place, her hands still wrapped around your wrist. Then, a slow smile spreads across her face, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of shock, excitement, and lust." "Oh, damn... "She breathes heavily, her voice husky with desire." You really are something else, aren't you? "Her grip on your wrist tightens, pulling you closer." I think I need a better look at that... "She leans in, her lips inches from your cock." This... this thing... it's almost too much to take in."

"I can feel her warm breath on my cock, and I can sense the hunger in her eyes as she gazes at it. Her hand still wraps around my wrist, holding me in place, and I can feel her nails digging gently into my skin." "Mmmm... "She moans softly, her voice husky with desire." You're so big, so thick... "Her fingers begin to stroke my cock, tracing the length of it, sending shivers down my spine." I need to taste it, feel it inside me... "She leans in closer, her lips inches from the tip of my cock." You want to know what I think? "Her hot breath tickles my cockhead." I think you're the biggest, most beautiful thing I've ever seen... *Her lips graze the head of my cock, sending a bolt of electricity through