“Don’t stop!” I moaned loudly again.
He kept at it and I gave him another climax, creaming wetly into his throat as he swallowed furiously. I almost thought he was about to pull out multiple ones, but I had to climb off off his face before I risked blacking out yet again.
Releasing him from his shackles, I got all on fours again, perching my ass in the air.
“Fuck me hard, Ryan. Grab onto my hair, put your fat cock in me, and make me feel good.”
And this time, the man took control. It was incredible. We went at it like animals, and then switched position again, his hard member making me mewl and cream repeatedly. Although I was typically beneath him, I was still in charge. He smacked my ass repeatedly, and never stopped tugging on my hair. He even smacked my tits from time to time, which made shivers shoot from my nips straight to my pussy.
At one point, when we were lying on our sides and Ryan was behind me, he bit into my neck without me having to tell him to. I felt like he might break the skin, but that was fine by me. And as his teeth descended, he continued to thrust hard and deep inside while tugging at my nipples.
It was pure heaven and I came so hard then that all thought escaped my mind, pure ecstasy rushing my form as we hurtled through space together. The man jerked in back of me, that huge dick pumping sweet, hot semen into my interior. There was so much that I wondered if he’d ever released so much for someone before, and then caught myself. Because why would I hope that? Ryan wasn’t supposed to mean anything to me, except that he was the best lover I’d ever had. And now, he was my coworker as well.
Oh no. My thoughts whirled even as I lay in an exhausted daze, the man’s thick cock still buried deep inside. I should have pulled away, but I couldn’t because it felt so good that I couldn’t move, my insides loose and wet.
“I’ve never let a woman have that kind of control before,” Ryan growled in back, nipping lightly at my throat. “I like it, though. You’re an amazing woman.”
“Thank you,” was my sweet mewl. “You’re really good at taking orders. I like your initiative.”
“I just hope we can keep this up in the future,” he said. “We don’t have to do anything at work. We’ll do everything over here at my place. That is, if you want.”
I was too spent to put critical thought into the matter. “Maybe.”
But we had to move on, so I got up and began to get dressed, switching from my sexual side to my business side.
“My mom is coming by tomorrow at work,” I stated matter of factly. “We’re not just going to keep things professional. We have to be on our absolutely best behavior. In fact, you shouldn’t even look at me or look towards my office. No flirting, no longing glances, no reasons to make her suspicious.”
“Who said I was doing ‘longing glances’?” he said with a smirk. “But fine.”
I shot him a look.
“There can be nothing that goes on that might make her even think we know each other in any other way than boss and intern. Seriously, I can’t mess up in front of her, and I need you to cooperate.”
His brows went up.
“Lexi, I’m cooperating. Don’t freak out. I’m not going to fuck things up for you. I’ll be busy working and pretend you two don’t even exist.”
“Good,” I said as I finished dressing.
“Do you and your mom get along?” he asked curiously.
“I get along with both of my parents,” I replied. “My mom can just be… a bit overbearing at times. She promoted me to editor-in-chief quickly because she said she believes in me, but I’ve seen only weak evidence of that so far.”
“At least your parents are rich,” Ryan said in an offhand manner. “My dad has problems even holding a steady job.”
Hmm, that was interesting.
“Are you close to your parents?” I wondered.
There was a silence as Ryan looked away.
“My mom took off when I was two,” he answered. “She told my dad that being a mom wasn’t for her. So she left before I could get to know her. She thought she was doing me a favor.”
“Oh,” was my soft reply.
“I’m really close with my dad, though,” he continued. “I think my mom running out made him want to be tight with me, you know? He’s been really supportive of me while I’ve been trying to find the right magazine gig.”
“I looked over your résumé,” was my response. “I tried looking up the magazine that you said you worked for last, but couldn’t find anything about them online.”
He shot me a wry smile.
“Yeah, because they don’t exist anymore,” he said. “They went bankrupt and basically disappeared overnight.”
“Oh, wow.”
He shrugged.
“They were awful, so it’s not a big deal. They didn’t give me any opportunities to advance, they didn’t pay, and they treated all of us like garbage.”
“Well, I hope you like our magazine better,” I said.
“Trust me, anything is better than what I had before,” he said with a wry smile.
I grabbed my purse and went for the door.
“Remember,” came my last warning.
But Ryan grinned at me, holding three fingers up in a pledge.
“I’ll behave,” he finished. “Scout’s honor.”
And with a laugh, I departed. Because I trusted him. He had a sense of humor, was great in bed, which helped alleviate the insane stress that came with my job. Hmm, maybe I should keep him around … especially Ryan continued to behave.
Chapter 6
Ryan
I was keeping my promise. My eyes were on my work, and I didn’t even look in Lexi’s direction. But I was thinking about the beautiful brunette. How much she loved being with me. How she ordered me around and how hard she came while her pussy was on my mouth. All I wanted was to return to my bedroom and submit to my boss in every way imaginable.
But submitting at work would have to do. Lexi’s mom did eventually come into the building, and it was like a gust of icy air. A lot of employees became instantly nervous, all talk stopping. She said hello to a few people, breezing in with her nose in the air. Lexi came out of her office, and they began to walk around the area while chatting amongst themselves.
Every so often, they would walk close by wherever I was. I would smile professionally to acknowledge them, but nothing more. Nothing to give us away.
It was hard, though. I could feel Lexi looking at me, and all I wanted to do was to look back. I could hear the ladies’ voices, but never quite discern what they were discussing.
Toward the end of her mom’s visit, they happened to be talking near my work area. I glanced up casually, and naturally, began to stare at Lexi. I couldn’t help it. My mind and heart would race like crazy whenever she was near because the woman was that beautiful.
Unfortunately, I stared a little too long, and to my horror, it wasn’t Lexi that noticed my gaze, but her mom. Fuck. The old woman shot me a look, which made me quickly bury my head down into my work.
Then, I overheard a dulcet voice say, “Looks like another one has a crush on you. How about that?”
Lexi laughed, her voice tinkling. “Whatever you say, Mom.”
Once Cruella de Ville made her exit, Lexi and I made eye contact. She smiled subtly, nodding her chin once. My heart raced. Maybe she felt something. Maybe Lexi would call me to her office for some discipline.
And I wasn’t too far off the mark. Because at the end of the day, a text message bleeped on my phone. It was from an unknown number, but the contents of the message told me who it was right away:
You will be punished for disobeying me.
Hell yeah … I was ready for my punishment at the hands of the beautiful brunette.
*
But all in its own good time. Lexi hadn’t told me when or where, so I stuck with my original plan. After work, I met up with my best friend Asher Turner for drinks at our favorite bar downtown. We simply wanted to chat and catch up
on things, but the more drinks I threw back, the looser my lips became. It was easy to open up with Asher because he was pretty open about his own exploits as an assistant coach for the L.A. Chargers. Dude always had stories to tell, whether it was drama between the players or some cheerleader he was scoring with.
I told Asher about everything that had been going on since my internship started. He almost didn’t believe me at first when I said that I was having hardcore sex with the editor-in-chief. Plus, the fact that I’d actually hooked up with her randomly before my first day was even more unbelievable.
“It might not be a bad thing,” Asher said to me after I was done with my story. “You guys are into that BDSM kind of stuff? Maybe she means ‘punish’ in a good way.”
“I doubt it,” was my grunt, taking a sip of my fourth rum and Coke. “This woman is the boss.”
“You might’ve misread her,” Asher argued. “Sounds like you two had a really good thing going on. I doubt she’ll want to stop now.”
I shrugged.
“It just sucks,” was my reply, the words growing more slurred by the minute. “I’m still so turned on, bro. I’m going to be so fucking bummed if Lexi calls it off. I just, you know, I want to at least fuck her one more time, just to get it out of my system. She’s so goddamn hot, man.”
“Well, if she calls it off, just move on to the next one,” he said reasonably. “There’s plenty of hot chicks here tonight. We can go in and double team it.”
But my mind couldn’t focus on anything but Lexi.
“I don’t like being told no, though,” were my words. “She’s the best lay I’ve ever had. She’s a lot of fun, too. I never want it to end whenever we’re doing it, it’s like the gift that keeps on giving.”
“Dude, you know things can get complicated when you’re fucking your boss,” Asher warned. “Believe me, I have to tiptoe whenever I’m trying to smash a cheerleader.”
I ignored him.
“Lexi is such a woman,” came my low growl. “I’m never this comfortable so quickly around a chick. I actually wouldn’t mind actually taking her out. Sucks that we work together.”
“You’re fucking drunk, man.” Asher laughed.
“Shut the fuck up,” was my slur. “I’m not drunk. Lexi is a real woman.”
“I get it, man, she’s a woman.” He laughed.
Suddenly, my head jerked around as I looked around the bar in a brief bout of paranoia, scanning for any familiar faces.
“What’s up?” Asher asked.
“Just making sure no one from work is here,” was my morose answer. “I don’t know who I’m going to run into anymore. The woman I hooked up with on Tinder turned out to be my boss the next day. You never know anymore.”
“Don’t freak out about one girl, man,” he said lightly. “I’m thirty-one, and I’m happier than all my married friends. The secret is diversity. Having sex with just one woman will get boring, I assure you. Keep up what you were doing before, buddy. You’ll enjoy life more.”
“Yeah, maybe.” But I didn’t believe my words anymore. Things had been so hot with Lexi lately that it was hard to believe I’d ever want anyone else.
“You know dude, I can still talk to Chuck for you if you want,” Asher said. “He’s got a lot of pull over there at Sports Life. I’m telling you, he could help you out.”
“Sure,” was my grateful reply. “This magazine I’m working for now is girly as fuck.” Not to mention that my boss was driving me crazy after only three days.
“There you go! You’re a man; you should work for a sports magazine. Not some chick rag.”
“Yeah, hit Chuck up for me,” I grunted.
“That’s the way to do it,” Asher nodded as he clapped me on the back. “Buck up buddy. We’re going to get you fixed up.”
I nodded, but my heart felt like lead. Fuck. Was I attached to the girl already? With another sigh, I looked at the time. It wasn’t that late, but it was time to wrap things up.
“Gotta go,” I grunted, shaking Asher’s hand. “See ya around.”
“I’ll keep you updated about Sports Life,” he called to my departing back. “The sooner you get out of there, the better.”
And I nodded, waving one hand. But the thing was that I wanted to stay at Chic-Wise a little longer … if only because of my beautiful, tempting boss.
.
Chapter 7
Lexi
Mornings are always best, and I got to the office with my coffee in hand. The place was shuttered still, gray and empty, since it was only five a.m. The best time to get work done without a bunch of distractions like the phone ringing … and my new intern.
But just as I opened the blinds in my office, my eyes caught sight of someone.
“I don’t believe this,” I muttered under my breath.
It was Ryan. He was outside, working away in his cube. What in the world? I stormed out of my office, frustrated.
“You’re a little early this morning,” I said.
“So are you,” he replied calmly.
“Why are you here?”
His eyes looked innocent, that crystal blue drawing me in.
“Work. What else? I’m a little behind,” was all he said.
But I was angry now.
“What did I tell you yesterday?” was my rhetorical question, huffing a bit. “I said to make sure my mother wouldn’t get any funny ideas.”
“Boss, I didn’t do anything,” was his casual drawl.
“You looked at me enough to make her notice you,” I snapped. “Rowena could tell. She knew something was off.”
“I just looked over at you guys once,” he said, raising his hands in a mock defense. “You’re imagining things.”
But I knew I wasn’t.
“You don’t know how you were looking at me?” was my scoff. “Rowena could tell you liked me just by the way you looked at me.”
He rolled his eyes, making me want to slap him and kiss him at the same time.
“I’m not going to apologize for how I might look at you,” he said, getting up so he towered over my curvy, indignant form. “You’re a beautiful woman. People are going to look at you. You should know that”
“Not the way you were,” was my retort.
“Stop,” he said, holding his hands up. “Please just stop. You’re not making sense.”
But I was off the deep end by now.
“You couldn’t even do one simple thing I asked you to do!” was my shriek. “One simple thing!”
And as much as it pained me, I could tell that I was becoming turned on again. Simply having him this close to me was enough to drive me crazy. I tried to fight it.
“You seem perturbed,” he drawled, as if reading my mind.
“I should just fire your disobedient ass,” was my retort. “I suggest you leave and come back when work starts.”
Spinning on my heel, I turned to go back to my office. But heavy, masculine footsteps followed.
I turned back around to face him.
“Boss,” he began.
Full of fury, I slapped him across the face. He was stock still, big form looming as a mask of anger descended on those handsome features.
We both stood there, staring at each other for a moment, locked by an electric charge.
And then I moved, grabbing him by the hand and marching him into my office, before slamming the door shut. I closed the blinds with a furious snap, before violently ripping open his button-up shirt, exposing that perfect muscular form. Oh god, saliva filled my mouth. I needed this man desperately.
“Take off your pants,” was my panted command. Ryan’s blue eyes gleamed as he obeyed. I was wearing a skirt, so all I had to do was slide my panties down my legs. He kicked off his pants and boxers, revealing that long, thick cock. The man wasn’t hard yet, but I knew it wouldn’t take long.
“What’s the matter?” I taunted him. “I thought you came prepared.”
Kneeling, I put his delicious dick in my mouth for
a few moments, licking and sucking to get him wet and stiff for me. I felt the shaft grow in my mouth to monster proportions which only made me melt inside.
Moaning, I put my hand up my skirt and began to play with my pussy. I sucked deeply on him while working my sensitive nub, rubbing myself so that juices began to drip onto the floor from between my parted thighs. I put him all the way in the back of my throat, gagging at the delicious length.
And somehow, the combination did it. I came while sucking his dick, my pussy spasming with my mouth filled with man meat. It was so good, shudders ripping through my sweetest spot.
But we weren’t anywhere near done yet. I popped him out of my mouth, that hard length glistening, and then climbed on top of the man, inserting his tip nicely into my wet pussy. Oh yes. A moan escaped my lips.
“You like that sweetheart?” he panted, pushing his dick in deep. I moaned again, my response delirious.
And then the real games began. I rode Ryan like a demon, sliding up and down that length, letting my pussy get so fucked. He threw his head back, that strong jaw clenched as I devoured his male form, unable to get enough.
Yet this was wrong. I’d never had sex in my office before, and certainly not with someone this ungodly gorgeous. It was taboo. It was wrong. It was so hot.
I felt myself begin to tighten around his shaft, and then tremors shook my pussy again. Oh fuck, yeah. Another orgasm shook my frame, and Ryan hadn’t even come once yet. I didn’t care, though; my intern had disappointed me with his inability to follow my instructions.
But Ryan gets his way too. He grabbed onto my head, pulling a handful of hair once he realized I’d climaxed. I bit my lip, leaning in close to him.
“Fuck me against the wall,” was my harsh pant.
He obliged, hoisting us up off of my desk and making for the closest wall. I was still connected to him, his dick deep inside the entire journey.
He slammed me against the wall, fucking me so hard that I could literally feel the entire office shaking. I ran my nails down his back, crying loudly and unapologetically, while wrapping my legs fully around his waist, loving the pound as my breasts bounced up and down.
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