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“If you’re serious about working here then I’m afraid I have to insist.”
I hate that he’s putting me in this position. He’s using his power over me to get what he wants. He’s not inviting me for coffee, somewhere impartial where there’s no chance our conversation will turn into anything more. He’s bringing me to his home, straight into the lion’s den.
I know if I agree to go, I’ll end up in bed with him again. But if I don’t, then what? We’ll just prowl around each other, totally distracted until we end up fucking in the stationery closet and getting caught by an intern on an innocent Post-It run.
At least if we talk, there might be a way to salvage my job. A way to make it work. An arrangement.
And if not? Well, the damage was done from the moment I let Ace summon me to his office and fuck me on his desk.
“Okay.”
He raises one eyebrow.
“You’re right,” I admit. “We do need to talk.”
“Good. A car will be waiting for you at five o’clock. The security guard will make sure you find it.”
“Fine.” I straighten my clothes one last time, wishing I had a mirror to see just how disheveled I look.
Will they know?
I try to smooth my hair. “Do I look…”
“Like you just banged your CEO on his desk?”
“This isn’t funny, Ace.”
“It’s a little bit funny.” He grins almost guiltily, tucking a loose strand behind my ear. “You look like the sexiest, most stunningly beautiful girl in New York, that’s how you look.”
It’s hard to know if this is two people who might be on the verge of something real. Or if it’s just me literally dripping with the ultra-hot CEO’s cum on my first day of my new job.
Is this how love stories start? Or is it how people—me, specifically—crash, burn and lose their jobs? “I, um, I guess I’ll see you later, then.”
“You’ll see me when my driver brings you to the back door of my apartment building.”
“Back door? Oh. Right.”
“We’ll be discrete until I can get a ring on your finger.”
What? I stare up at him but he smirks and opens the door for me, knowing I can’t reply to that now that we have an audience. “Y-yes, Mr. Maddox.”
As I go, I try to catch Hayley’s eye. I’m desperate for a read on whether she thinks anything is up, but she’s buried in paperwork and doesn’t seem to notice me leave. Either that or she can’t bear to look me in the face after she just heard me begging the CEO to fuck me.
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Somehow, my legs carry me back to my desk like nothing has happened, like I’m not still overflowing because the freaking CEO just came inside me and it’s now dripping down my legs.
If anyone looks at me closely, I’m sure it’s obvious. I can feel the burn from my still-flushed cheeks and the light bruises he made with his gripping fingers.
I’m on the pill.
Please go right ahead and have unprotected sex with me.
Twice.
I really am losing it. I stop in the bathroom to tone down any evidence.
“How’d it go?” Lacey glances up at me as I return to my desk. “You look sort of…wild-eyed.”
