Extra Credit

by J. L. Beck

Oh fuck me.

  He’s so close to my pussy that I can almost feel the heat of his touch against my core. A shiver makes its way down my spine and goosebumps erupt across my skin but not because I’m cold. But because I’m completely turned on by this man.

  “The jobs yours but only if you can work under me. Figuratively….” One of his fingers trailed along the top of my panties right over my clit. Every movement of his finger set my body ablaze. “And literally…”

  His nail scrapped against the fabric of my undies harshly and I kid you not my knees buckled beneath me. Ryan leaned into me, his head against my shoulder where he placed a soft kiss against my exposed skin.

  In that kiss I could feel every single frustration he felt for the day, and the desire he felt for me showed in that kiss as his body shook with need. He was holding back, letting me choose the pace.

  Never in a million years did I think I would be allowing my boss into my panties. I had never been one to have relationships with my co-workers and most certainly never my boss but sometimes things change. Sometimes new paths were meant to be made and rules were simply put in place to be broken.

  “Oh fuck…” Ryan hissed in my ear as he easily pushed my panties to the side and slipped one finger into my warm cunt. My entire body buckling as he did so. It felt so wrong to let him do this to me, right here, right now but I couldn’t stop, I wouldn’t stop him. The pleasure and need was far stronger than any fear of being caught that I had.

  “Please…” I begged, uncaring if he stripped me bare and fucked me like a wild animal on his desk. Every cell in my body was on edge because of this man and the things that I knew only he could do. The way he possessed my body and mind with just one finger had my imagination in overdrive, wondering what he could do with his cock.

  “Will you let me fuck you…?” He asked, a dark look in his eyes. I swallowed past the apprehension in my throat, and nodded my head yes. His fingers found my chin in an instant and forced my eyes upwards meeting me with a hard lust filled stare.

  “Use your fucking words Chloe. Can I fuck you?” The brashness of his voice just turned me on more, it was as if he couldn’t wait any longer than I could. As if all the patience he had for me had dissolved the moment he felt my warm pussy.

  “Yes, Ryan. Yes you may fuck me.” It was with that statement that everything changed. I went from being against the wall to being bent over the huge mahogany desk across the room. His desk.

  The action itself wasn’t like it was in the movies; he didn’t sweep his arm across the desk, throwing everything to the floor in one swift movement. No, instead he just set me in front of the desk and bent me over his hand pressing firmly against my lower back while I tried with all my might to stand on my tiptoes, giving him a gracious view of my pussy.

  Time stood still for merely a second and then Ryan was on me, his hands gripping my dress harshly, so hard I was afraid he might rip it. Instead he grabbed the fabric and shoving it up over my ass. Cold air fell against my bare skin causing a shiver to run down my spine.

  “You’re drenched... “ His husky voice was filled with so much desire and need I was certain he was going to take me at any second, and I was ready, more than fucking ready. He fingered my panties, causing the air in my chest to stall. Oh how my pussy throbbed, begging to be fucked by Ryan Nelson. Would he be as good as the magazines claimed?

  “Only for you Mr. Nelson.” I purred over my shoulder meeting his coffee brown eyes in a heated stare. His tongue slipped out over his lips, and he looked like he was ready to devour me.

  “I promise next time I’ll take my time with you but right now I can’t. I want you too badly, so grab ahold of something and hold on, because I’m about to fuck you so hard you’ll feel me in the back of your throat.” My lips parted and a sigh slipped through them just as he shoved my panties to the side and slammed into me to the hilt his balls slapping against my clit harshly. I could feel nothing but delicious fullness as he pulled all the way out, only to slam back into me with much more intensity than before.

  “Fuuuuccckkkk….” I barely got the word out as my nails dug into the edge of the desk beneath my hands. Ryan was in me, on me, and in every single beat of my heart. I didn’t know the man from Adam but I wanted to, God did I ever.

  “Have you been a bad girl, Chloe?” Ryan questioned his voice turning dirty. Before I could answer he had his hand in my hair fisting my strawberry blonde ponytail tightly. Every time his cock entered me, he would tug my hair just a little bit causing sharp stings of pleasure and pain to coat my insides.

  “Very bad.” I answered him, trying to push back against his cock. Wanting more, so much fucking more. He rewarded me with a sharp slap to the ass. The sear of pain against my skin radiated through me, and mixed with the euphoric pleasure that filled my belly.

  “Oh no you don’t…” Ryan teased, pulling his cock all the way out, and placing just the head at the entrance of my pussy. A whimper left my lips as my eyes darted over my shoulder begging him for more with nothing but a single look.

  “Please… I promise I’ll be good.” I lied, knowing that would never be possible. A chuckle erupted from his chest and before I could react to the joyous noise he was inside of me again, his hand weaving around to the front of me and into my panties where he honed in on my clit. His fingers are merciless against the tiny bud; the steady rhythm of his finger as it worked at my clit and the deep strokes of his massive cock was almost too much to take.

  I could feel the friction between our bodies growing with every thrust deeper inside my womb.

  “Cum all over my cock Chloe. I want to feel your tight walls grip my cock. I want you to take all eight inches of me, and milk me. Take from me what you want.” I had never been with someone so vocal before, and I never thought I would like it so much but just hearing him say such dirty things to me was making me hotter than I ever had been before.

  I wanted his cock, and the pleasure and pain he could only give me. I gripped the edge of the desk tightly pushing back against him meeting him thrust for thrust.

  Seconds later a zing of pleasure courses through my body his massive cock hitting that one amazing spot deep inside me over and over again. With one last slam against his cock I come, falling apart into a million tiny pieces. My pussy clenches and my muscles tighten as I hold on for dear life while Ryan pounds his release into me. The slap of our skin against each others being the only thing I could hear.

  “Ahhhh…” A deep moan escapes from Ryan as his fingers dig harshly into my skin. I was on cloud nine and my orgasm still burned through my veins even as Ryan came, his hot semen filling my cunt to the brim. A fullness I had never felt before filled my belly and I wondered why? I had, had plenty of sex with men, and even some women and not once did I experience this pleasure, the pleasure of feeling at home.

  “Fuck… Fuck… Fuck… “ He he growled. “This is bad.” Ryan muttered under his breath as he placed a soft kiss against my ass cheek before allowing me to fix my panties and right my dress back into place. The deep ugly feeling of disappointment started to settle into my bones. Yes the sex was good, and being fucked by this man was even better, but screwing your boss and knowing you had to see him the next day, yeah that was fucked up.

  I was fucked up.

  “Uhh… I agree.” My voice was meek, soft, and didn’t match the demeanor of the woman I was just moments ago. I fixed my dress and smoothed down my hair. I needed to get out of this room and away from this man before I made another mistake.

  Placing each foot in front of the other I took a step in the direction of the door, my legs wobbled from the pleasure I had just endured, but I pushed on knowing yes, I desperately needed this job but I couldn’t handle this right now. I needed some time away from Ryan and to figure out what was going to happen and he seemed to feel the same way based off of what he had just said.

  “Don’t. Don’t fucking walk away from me. I didn’t mean what we just shared was bad. I meant I just hired you, and f
ucked you all in the same day. I’m literally the biggest fuck up ever. My moral compass has been obliterated.” I could hear the hate he had for himself in his voice and see the anguish in his eyes as he forced my body around to face him. He too was disappointed in himself just as I was in myself.

  His hand lingered against my shoulder and I wanted so badly to lean into his touch, my body begging me to give into the things that only this man could give me. I had never crossed a line like I did today, and though it was exhilarating it was nerve wracking as hell. What happened if other staff members found out? Did I still have a job if I told him no to fucking a second time?

  “I…” I ran a hand over my ponytail again. “I can’t believe this happened.” I was so far out of my element with all of this and even though I wanted to sink deep into Mr. Nelson’s touch, I also wanted to run for the hills and never turn around. Which is why I went with my gut instinct and took a step back, and then another until my back came flush with the frosted glass door.

  “Chloe it’s okay. None of this is your fault babe.” The panic in those deep brown depths rose with every step away from him I took. I clenched my fists tightly and swung around at the last minute slipping through the door before he could do something else that would leave me feeling like a dirty whore.

  Once I was out of his office I took a deep breath, and headed towards the ladies restroom to clean myself up, vowing to never let what occurred between the two of us happen again.

  It couldn’t my heart, or morals take another hit like that. Sleeping with a man I hardly knew, let alone my boss wasn’t who I was. As I certainly didn’t sign up to take a job as my bosses sex partner.

  Chapter Three

  I barely made it through the next day without breaking down and saying something to Chloe. Every time we were alone, she would find a way to leave the room and I knew it had nothing to do with being busy, and everything to do with not wanting to be alone with me again.

  “I made a huge ass mistake and I don’t know what the fuck to do about it.” I whined like a pansy bitch into the phone to Cameron. He was the only other person I knew that had turned around and screwed his personal assistant.

  “I heard. Chloe stopped by the house the other night. She was frenzied and wanted to speak to Sadie. I heard part of their conversation outside of her office.” I blinked letting what he had just said sink in.

  “So you already knew that I slept with her… and even worse that, I did so within hours of meeting her.” God I was sick bastard, and worst of all I couldn’t even lie and say I didn’t enjoy it because every second I was seated deep inside her pussy was one that I wanted to relive over and over again.

  I started my BMW and put the call on speaker as I placed the car in reverse and pulled out of my parking spot in the parking garage. As I did so my eyes caught the glimpse of strawberry blonde hair, and soft blue eyes in my rearview mirror.

  “You’re talking to the man of fuck ups dude…” Cameron started, and before I realized what it was that I was doing I placed my car back into drive and pulled back into my parking spot. My body moving to its own accord.

  “I have to go, I’ll call you back a bit later.” I mumbled, hitting end on my cell and opening the car door all at the same time. I slid across the leather seat with ease and found myself out of the car and across the parking lot in what seemed to be a seconds. My eye refusing to leave Chloe’s frazzled ones as I took in the entire situation before me. She was on her cell phone, and having obvious tire issues.

  “Oh great, I have to let you go.” The annoyance in her tone almost made me laugh. The woman was beautiful even when annoyed with me and as I looked past the annoyance I saw sadness lingering, that mixed with the disappointment I felt form myself and we were a duo meant for each other.

  “What happened?” I eyed the flat tire on the right side of her car with caution. Either she had shit luck, or she just failed to notice when her tire was losing air.

  “Not that it concerns you or anything but I have a flat tire. I’m waiting for a tow truck to come and get me.” Why was she so angry with me, did she think I didn’t care about anything but her pussy? Did she not understand that she was the reason my heart beat so fast? The reason my cock was always hard as concrete?

  “I… ehh…” I scratched at the back of my head knowing damn well she wouldn’t take me up on my offer, not after ignoring me all day in the office but knowing I needed to do something.

  “You what? Came to laugh?” Moisture formed in her eyes, the sight of actual tears slipping from her eyes and down her cheeks caused something to snap inside of me.

  “Fuck no. I was just going to offer you a beer, and maybe change your tire for you?” I said sincerely my body, lips, and hands begging me to reach out and soothe her pain. To wipe away the tears, and make everything better.

  She blinked away some of the tears wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, before a tear could fall against her alabaster cheek. The apprehension she had towards me was painfully obvious, and I hated it almost as much as I hated myself for taking her on the first day of work. I was her boss; she was my assistant, yet I wanted to fuck more than I had anyone else ever.

  “I don’t know.” She clutched her purse to her chest, her perky tits once again on full display in the black blouse she wore. My cock hardened as if on cue.

  I cleared my throat swinging my eyes around the parking garage making sure that there was no one else within hearing distance of us.

  “Look I’m sorry… But not for the reason’s you’ll assume. We fucked, and it was the most amazing thing I’ve felt in forever so I won’t say I’m sorry for that. I will say I’m sorry for not taking you on a date first, or asking you if you like creamer in your coffee. I was just beyond attracted to you, hell I still am. It’s literally taking everything in me not to lean into your body and pepper you with kisses right fucking now.”

  Fear filled my gut. Never did I expect any of that to come out when I started talking and I’m assuming she didn’t either from the disbelief that formed on her face. She did this cute little thing where she wrinkled her nose at me in distaste.

  “Thank you for your apology…” She started. “I’m not even sure where this comment is coming from but I feel the same way. The attraction I feel towards you is undeniable. The sex we shared was the most exhilarating I’ve endured ever, but I don’t think it’s good for me to continue working underneath you if we’re going to be seeing each other. That’s not the kind of person I am and not somebody I ever wanted to be.” Her exclaims honesty, and regret bleeding from her lips. There’s a strange tug of war going on inside of me, one I have never experienced before.

  I want to do the right thing, but I also don’t want to let the best thing that’s happened to be in a very long time slip through my fingers.

  I can’t fire her, not when I had given her the job as a favor to Sadie and Cameron it would be wrong, and I would feel like a fucking prick for doing it.

  “I can’t fire you. I just can’t.” I sighed. “How about we go get a beer and talk about this where we don’t have a chance of being overheard?” I casted a glance over my shoulder at the elevator where I knew more employees would be coming from at any second.

  “One beer?” She lifted her eyebrow at me her eyes twinkling with amusement as she smiled. The air left my lungs in a rush. She was so fucking beautiful, that it was almost too painful to look at her. One smile that’s all it took and I was wrapped right back around her finger all over again.

  “Just one. Now why don’t you call the tow company back and cancel it while I change this tire for you and we can be on our way.” She moved from foot to foot, weighing her options, doubt showing heavily in her features.

  “Okay.” She finally said and I blew out a breath I wasn’t even aware I had been holding in. I was seriously sure she would say no, but pleasantly surprised that she said yes.

  My heart thudded loudly in my chest, and a thin sheen of sweat formed against my palms. Th
is woman with her sexy curves, alabaster white skin, and permeating blue eyes scared the shit out of me. She made me want things that I never had before, and worst of all it was things I could never have, having her as an employee.

  I popped the trunk of her car, looking for the car jack, and the spare tire. The trunk was extremely clean, so clean I wondered if she had just bought the car. Pulling up the carpet I honed in on the jack, and the spare tire. Both items that I needed. Pulling them from the trunk I placed them on the ground at my feet, then I shucked my suit jacket, and rolled up the sleeves of my button down t-shirt.

  I could see the pleasure forming in Chloe’s eyes as they lingered on the veins in my arms like a dangling piece of candy.

  “You’re doing it yourself?” She questioned, her pink tongue darting out across her lips, making my already hard cock, even harder.

  “Yes, ma’am. I might be a stuck up prick in a suit most days, but underneath all this shit I’m a real man, who can change his own fucking tire, and who likes to drink beer.” I didn’t like that there was so much shock in her voice, like she thought I was one of those men that called someone else to do the job for them because I was incapable or something.

  Grabbing the wrench I loosened the lug nuts on the tire with ease, directing my attention back to her as if to say, see baby, I got this shit.

  “I didn’t mean it badly I just…” She started, and I refused to let her finish. She could think whatever she wanted about me. It didn’t bother me, she didn’t know me well enough to know that I did all my own shit. Paying no attention to her comment I slid underneath the car, with the jack in hand. Moving it around a bit, I ended up situating it right underneath the frame closest to the tire. With the wrench I used to release the lug nuts, I raised the car up of the ground making sure there was room for the tire to be removed and for me to slide and in and out comfortable.

  I gave the jack a wiggle to make sure it was in place before slithering back out from underneath it. My eyes clashed with Chloe’s as she clasped onto the entire situation taking place in front of her. Beads of sweat formed against my brow, the Los Angeles heat was a bitch even on the good days and there were none of those. Using the wrench again I removed the lug nuts completely, pulling the tire off the car with a huff.