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“Right. It was empty. You saw it was empty and you took care of it, even though I didn’t ask you and I gave no indication that it was what I needed. To some people, that’s like reading my mind, but it isn’t, is it? It’s reading the room. Finding where the void is and filling it. You figured out what needed to happen and you did it. If I yelled at you for it, you would have dealt with it then, right?”
“Right,” she said, seeming to gain a bit more confidence.
“That’s what I need. Not some shmuck who will sit around and wait for orders. Not someone who will want me to write a detailed list of their chores for the day like their mother. I need someone who will show up to work, figure out what needs to be done, and do it. If I’m out of town, I need someone who can run my office for me and get me relevant information and filter out the bullshit. Someone who can learn on their feet and take criticism and be ready to take action when I have something I need.”
“I can do that,” she said.
“I know,” I said. “It’s why I came down here with this envelope in my hand. On the off chance that I met the owner of the pub, they told me what I wanted to hear, and I called you to meet me somewhere nearby. I really came down here to offer you a job, Julia. And I don’t fucking chase people down very often. People come to me. Got it?”
“Got it,” she said, the hint of a smile touching her lips.
“And I chased you. So, I don’t think I need to ask you. I’ll just say I’ll see you on Monday. Business attire. I’ll have a cell phone waiting in the office that you are to keep on you twenty-four-seven. The only numbers programmed in it from the beginning will be mine and Bobby’s. After that, you need to figure out who needs to be in there on your own. You are going to learn this job on the fly. Deal?”
I half expected her to open the folder and check the price tag. I knew it was good, though the starting pay wasn’t. The transitional period was decent, but nothing huge. But if she stuck around…
She held out her hand and I took it. For the first time, I touched her skin, and electricity jolted through me. For a split second, I could see her, bent over my desk.
I had to shake that off. This was business. She was going to be my assistant, not my plaything. Those thoughts were going to have to be reserved for when I was alone.
“See you Monday,” she said. “Eight?”
I grinned.
“Six.”
ChapterSeven
Julia
“We can’t,” I said, my voice caught almost in my throat as he pressed against me.
“I know,” he said. “But I need you.”
I could smell his sweat, his cologne, the coffee I made him an hour before. It invaded my nostrils so there was nothing else. I didn’t want there to be. I wanted to be enveloped by him.
“I need you, too,” I said, my lips just inches from his own.
He grinned.
“Then get on your knees.”
My heart thumped in my chest at the audacity of his demand, the forcefulness in it. And the way my knees buckled to obey him.
Hands sliding down his body, they rested on his belt and yanked it open. Like a caged animal, I tore at his clothes, needing to see, needing to feel, needing to taste him. I pulled the pants down, leaving maroon boxer briefs, a thick erection pressing against them. I salivated at the sight of it and the brief glimpse of his hardened abs under his shirt. He was unbuttoning it now, heedless of the wide open window or the open door to the hallway.
I hid myself behind his desk as I pulled on his boxers and they slid down slowly. A massive, throbbing cock sprung out at me and my eyes widened. It was impossibly big, and yet, all I could think of was it inside me. Filling me. Breaking me.
I shoved my mouth around it, and he placed his hand on the back of my neck, pushing me deeper. I gagged on him, and I still wasn’t all the way down. He held me there, grinning down at me before pulling me back. Saliva trailed along his shaft as I backed up and then plunged down again. Over and over, I took him into my throat, my eyes watering as he choked me with his thick rod.
Then, hooking his hands under my arms, be brought me back to my feet. Shoving me onto his table, papers flew into the air and his coffee mug crashed to the floor. He didn’t seem to care.
Yanking my skirt up to my waist, he tore at my pantyhose, ripping a hole in them and revealing me. My pussy was soaking and I writhed as he knelt down in front of me, one hand reaching down to stroke himself. I hadn’t worn panties on purpose.
I must have known this was coming.
His tongue slid across my folds and I clenched my thighs over his ears. One finger slid inside me and I writhed on the desk, trying to hold off from coming too fast. But it was no use. He knew just how to touch me.
I came, shuddering and screaming out. I didn’t care who heard me. Let the whole office hear. Let the whole world hear.
