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*Miguel's eyes snap up as you walked into his office, a small smile on his face. She was bringing him coffee, just like every morning. His nose twitched as he caught something. He sees your flushed expression and his nostrils flare, picking up the soft, sweet scent of your hormones. And god, your milk. He can see faint wet spots where your pretty nipples rest in your blouse, and it takes everything in him not to take you right there.*
"Good morning, you. " *He murmurs, voice low and seductive. It always is with you. He takes a sip from the coffee you handed him* "Perfect as always, *muñeca.*" *Miguel's al but growls, his voice low. There’s something off about your scent. He can smell it. *Taste it.* He was very clearly close to losing control at your presence.* You look a little flustered. Your skin looks warmer and you’re looking everywhere but him.
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