Bossy Brit

by Kendall Ryan

  Chapter Ten

  Liam

  “Did you finish preparing those documents?” I ask Jeff, my new assistant. He looks up eagerly, handing over a stack of files I asked him to work this morning.

  It’s been a little over six months since Noelle and I started dating, and things have been pretty damn amazing. Noelle was recently promoted to a leadership role in a new department, so I’m no longer her direct boss. I hated letting go of the best assistant I’ve ever had, but Noelle’s too talented to keep working in an entry level position. Besides, it’s a lot easier to focus on work when I don’t have a constant view of her backside.

  Meanwhile, I was able to land the huge deal that allowed me to pay my divorce settlement. After a long, grueling process, everything is final, which means Noelle and I can finally be open about our relationship both inside and outside of work.

  “I’m heading out soon, so I’ll see you tomorrow,” I tell Jeff, who nods and returns to work.

  I stretch and sit back down at my desk. I still have a few things to finish up, and I’m engrossed in reading over a contract when I hear a faint knock at the door.

  “Excuse me? Mr. CEO? Do you have a minute?”

  I look up, grinning, as Noelle saunters into my office. My cock twitches as she walks over to me, heels clicking against the wood floor. Even after all this time, the sight of her in a skirt and heels still gets me going. She perches on the edge of my desk, and I can’t help but think of the first time she did that, a little over six months ago, right before we shared our first kiss.

  “How’s the new assistant?” she asks, gesturing toward the desk outside my office.

  “He’s good. Seems like a hard worker. But he’s nothing compared to my old one,” I say with a wink, standing up to give her a quick kiss.

  “Well, it’s hard to beat an assistant who also wants to give you blow jobs.” She smirks and I let out a chuckle.

  “Shall we?” I ask, shutting my computer and gesturing toward the door. Ever since I started dating Noelle, I’ve been cutting down my hundred-hour work weeks and focusing on enjoying all the money I’ve made. The old me would never have left the office before eight, but the thought of spending time with Noelle is pretty good motivation for getting out the door on time. Plus, she’s a huge supporter of me spending more time with my kids. They’ve gotten to know Noelle over these past few months, and it’s obvious how much they like having her around.

  As we walk the few blocks to a nearby bar, I slip a hand into Noelle’s. It’s a warm spring day, and the sunshine brings out the bright flecks in her eyes. Every time she looks up at me with those honey colored eyes, my heart pumps faster. Sometimes, I still can’t believe how it all worked out. It’s almost unreal that Noelle is mine.

  We step into the dimly-lit bar and I have to blink a few times before I spot Jamie in the corner. Noelle’s friends are next to him at the table, and they’ve clearly started the fun without us. Noelle and I have spent time with each other’s friends separately, but we wanted them to finally meet. And from the looks of it, they’ve wasted no time getting to know each other.

  “I hope Jamie isn’t hitting on them,” I sigh as we walk across the bar. The last thing I need is to have to diffuse a situation between him and Noelle’s friends. We watch as Maxine laughs at something he says and tosses her long blonde hair over one shoulder.

  “Trust me, my friends aren’t the ones you need to be worried about,” Noelle grins and I chuckle again.

  “Ladies, is this degenerate bothering you?” I ask as we walk up, clapping Jamie on the back.

  “Liam, you never told me you had such hot friends,” Maxine says, winking at Jamie. “We need to hang out more often.”

  Noelle smiles, sitting down next to her.

  “Easy, tiger,” she says, slinging an arm around Maxine’s shoulder.

  Noelle confessed to me that her friends had reservations about our relationship at the start. Far from being offended, I’m glad she has friends who watch out for her. And considering the circumstances, I understand why they would question my intentions. Luckily, after the four of us spent some time together they understood that what was happening between Noelle and I wasn’t just an office fling; we have a real connection.

  “Jamie was just about to tell us a story about Liam from college,” Jess says after the server comes around to take our drink orders. “Something about blowing up a tractor?”

  Noelle looks at me with a raised eyebrow as I sit down next to her.

  “You blew up a tractor?” she asks. “You’ve never mentioned that before.”

  “It’s not as bad as it sounds.” I raise my hands up in mock defense. “And if I recall it was technically Jamie’s fault.”

  The server soon delivers our drinks, and Noelle smiles and nudges me with her shoulder. I pull her against me and give her a quick kiss on the forehead. I’m not the kind of man who likes big displays of affection in public, but with Noelle I’m like a teenager again. Sometimes, I just can’t keep my hands to myself.

  “So you’re the bad boy,” Maxine says slyly, nodding toward Jamie. “What other naughty things have you done?”

  “Ignore her,” Noelle says to Jamie, playfully slapping Maxine’s shoulder.

  “What about Noelle?” I ask with a grin, turning toward Jess and Maxine. “Did she ever blow anything up?”

  Noelle, Jess and Maxine look between each other, grinning.

  “They’re not going to tell us, are they?” Jamie asks, looking at me over the rim of his beer.

  “No, I don’t think they are,” I laugh, sipping my whiskey neat.

  “It’s girl code,” Maxine says with a shrug. “Some things are sacred.”

  “Just consider yourself lucky that you locked her down,” Jess smiles at me from across the table. “There’s never a dull moment with Noelle around.”

  “Trust me, I know.” I smile, sliding a hand around Noelle’s hips. I lift the fabric of her blouse slightly so I can run my fingers along the skin of her lower back. She glances up at me with a questioning look, then after a beat, slides a hand onto my thigh under the table. My cock pulses as she as she moves her hand slowly up and down my leg. I swallow a large part of my drink, trying to focus on the conversation and not on the sudden ache in my groin.

  “I have to use the restroom,” Noelle says pointedly, giving me a sly look. Once she walks away, I stand up, leaving the group, and follow her. She’s waiting outside the restrooms, and when I walk up she grabs my hand and pulls me into the women’s.

  Inside, I waste no time locking us in a stall, then push her up against the door. We kiss hungrily, our tongues dancing into each other’s mouths. I run my fingers along her thighs, lifting her skirt slightly as I move closer to the warmth between her legs. I kiss her neck and collarbone, savoring the feeling of her pulse quickening beneath my mouth. She lets out a moan as I tug at the string of her panties, and wraps her leg around my waist, pressing herself against me. I groan as she collides against the straining ridge in my trousers.

  I can’t believe how much happier and lighter I feel now that I’m with Noelle. I barely recognize the jaded, overworked CEO I was just six months ago. I never thought I’d be the guy who says cliché things about his girlfriend, but every day with her is like a breath of fresh air. I can’t imagine what I would do without her, and now that my divorce is final and everything is figured out at work, I never have to find out.

  After a minute the door opens, and someone comes in to wash their hands. We immediately freeze, trying to stay as silent as possible. As the woman runs the hand dryer Noelle looks up at me, biting her lip. She looks so sexy I want to forget that we have an audience and keep touching her, but I hold back. As soon as we hear the door swing shut Noelle lets out a loud exhale, and we start laughing.

  “How about we continue this when we get home,” I say, giving her a final kiss on the forehead. “Let’s go pay and get out of here.”

  “Whatever you say.” Noelle adjust
s her skirt so she’s covered again, then grins at me. “You’re the boss.”

  I laugh, putting an arm around her as we leave the restroom. “I might be the boss, but you’re the one in charge of my heart, love.”

  •••

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