Page 15 of Tempt the Boss

“Um me too,” I stammer

Chris closes the door and locks it. Any resolve I had when I left my apartment this morning disappears. Chris kisses me hard, and we end up on the floor of his office next to a pile of our clothes. Oh god, it feels so good. Every thought I had of staying away from this man flies out of my head the moment he lays a hand on me. Pretty soon, I’m a moaning, creaming mess, writhing on the rug like a wanton whore.

“Yes,” I gasp as he plunges into me. “Yes, yes!”

“You’re so fucking tight,” he rasps into my ear. “Your pussy’s so tiny and unused.”

And both of us soar to new heights before exploding into a glittery mass. Because holy shit, I’ve been missing out. I’d heard sex was good, but this good? I’m ready to sell my soul to the devil for more one-on-one time with this man.

But this is a normal work day, and everything has to end. With an obscene sucking sound, he pulls out of me and just like the first time, I clean myself up in Chris’s bathroom. Oh god. We didn’t use protection, and his semen’s dripping down my thigh again. What should I do? I resolve to get some of the morning after pill. It’s absolutely necessary at this point.

But when I open the door, he smiles like nothing’s wrong. The CEO takes me into his arms again and kisses me breathless.

“It was good seeing you again,” he murmurs against my lips.

A smile tugs at my lips. “Really?”

He lightly brushes his lips against mine in a feather-light kiss. “Yeah, sweetheart. Real good.”

And with that, the man pats me on the butt and shows me the door. As I walk through the office space to the elevator, eyes follow me. I can’t check my dress to make sure it’s on right because that might look even more suspicious.

Regardless, I feel like everyone here knows what happened behind Chris’s closed door. We were quieter this time. Or so I thought. Maybe they heard us?

My heart races in the lift. Maybe I’m reading too much into this. Maybe no one knows what’s going on.

Or maybe everyone knows I just did the walk of shame after sleeping with their boss. Again.