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Atlas shook her head, looking a little forlorn. “I can’t fuck you, Rowdy. You’re my boss, and I need this job.”
“I won’t be for long if you fuck up again,” I told her honestly. I might want her pussy, but that didn’t entitle her to special treatment. It wouldn’t matter if I fired her anyway. She’d still let me hit.
“People make mistakes, Rowdy. You can’t kick everyone out of your life who isn’t perfect.”
Without warning, I grabbed her hips and lifted her onto the desk before forcing my way between her legs. “Yes, I can.” My hands palmed her calves now as my thumbs teased the soft skin above her tall black socks that stopped just beneath her knees. Naughty schoolgirl, indeed.
“I doubt your friends are perfect.”
“They’re the exception, not the rule. I’m stuck with their asses, and they couldn’t get rid of me if they died.”
“I think you mean tried,” she corrected.
“You heard what I said.” Testing her boundaries, I slid my hands further up, my fingers skimming the side of her legs while my thumbs continued to tease her thighs. Her muscles tensed as if she would push me away and then relaxed a moment later.
“Do you feel that way about your girlfriend too?”
“I don’t have a girlfriend,” I told her fishing ass. My hands disappeared underneath her skirt. When she didn’t tense up this time, I kept going, enjoying her quiet, horny sigh. “I don’t want one either.”
Atlas’s hand suddenly reached for my wrist, stopping my exploration just as my fingers grazed the edge of her panties. “I’m not really the sex-without-commitment type,” she announced with an attitude. “Sorry.”
I broke her hold and kissed her jaw. “That’s because you’ve never had sex with me.”
“Arrogance isn’t attractive.” She hissed when my finger flicked her fat lips through her panties.
“Then why is your pussy wet, Atlas?”
“Oh,boss…” She gave me a mocking pout. “Is that what you call wet?”
“Yeah?” I didn’t give her a chance to respond before I hooked my finger in the seat of herdrenchedpanties, pulled them as far away from her pussy as the cheap lace would allow, and then let them go.
Atlas yelped when the material hit her pussy with a wet slap that had her jerking away from the sting and shifting her hips on my desk to chase the ache happening much deeper.
“Look at me.” Her guilty gaze darted up to mine. “I don’t know if I made this clear, but I want you, and I’m not a patient man. I’ll give you a few more days to reconcile with the fact that we’re fucking. Tell yourself whatever you like. Lie that I really want more and just don’t know it yet if you have to. But when that day comes…” She made another sound when I adjusted my hand until I was palming her hot cunt. “This pussy will only weep forme.”
“You’re saying a lot of things.” She gasped when I hooked my middle finger and pressed against her entrance. “And I hear you. You want me? Well, words are pretty, but talk is cheap, old man.”
Just as her pussy greedily swallowed the tip of my finger, Atlas put her hand around my wrist again. This time, she dug her nails in. Right over the still-healing bite mark she’d left the first time I touched her without her permission.
I’d jerked off so many times to the memory and feeling of her sinking her teeth deep. She didn’t stop until she tasted blood, and it was the moment I knew her wide-eyed innocence was a ruse and that this young doe could handle a beast like me.
“I value actions above all else, and you’ve done nothing to show me you want me. All you’ve done since we met is try to scare and hurt me. Am I tempted?Yes.You’re fine as hell, and I haven’t been fucked in a while. You seem like you’re good for a nut…if nothing else. If hell somehow freezes over and I let you fuck me, I promise not to get my feelings involved. I know I’m much younger than you’re used to, but I don’t just fall for any man who shows me a little bit of attention.Youdon’t really seem worth the effort of falling in love. You’re a fuck boy, Rowdy Wray, and my mama always told me to take men like you with a grain of salt.”
She was glaring at me now like she expected me to be upset and hurt her again. Little did Atlas know, she’d only carved my obsession in stone.
The receptionist wanted me to romance her?
Fine.
I was a lion, a predator. We were built to chase our food.
I was staring at her lips, unaware that I’d leaned forward until her eyes drifted closed and her lips parted with a sigh. I stopped just short of brushing her mouth with mine before pulling back with a smile. “Something on your mind, Atlas?”
Her eyes snapped open, and I saw the moment she realized I had no intention of kissing her. I wanted to, andthatshould have been enough to make me reconsider fucking her. I’d never been tempted before.
“Yes,” she hissed. Despite her little speech, Atlas didn’t like being played. “I’m thinking that you’re crazy, and I want nothing to do with you.” Placing her small hands on my chest, she tried to shove me away, but I might as well have been a wall to her.
I locked her wrists in my grip and forced them down by her sides as I pressed my forehead against hers. “Oh, I’m mental, baby, and rule number one is never give us crazy ones any pussy.” I lifted my head just enough to meet the fire in her gaze. “Unfortunately for you, beautiful, you lost that privilege.”
