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I glower at him, wanting nothing more than to punch the sparkle out of his eyes.
“You're free to go, Alana, but I think we should schedule a performance review so we can discuss our issues in greater detail,” he says. He sits back in his chair and smirks at me. “Say, next week?"
I nod, trying not get flustered under his intense stare.
“Thank you,” I mutter, even though I still think he’s the one in the wrong.
I stand and walk over to the door, aware that his eyes are still on me. I shiver and walk out, refusing to look back. I only let myself relax once I’m safely back in my office and that door is shut. Thank god everyone else has already gone. I walk over to my cubical and slump into my chair, planting my head face down on the desk.
Holy shit, that was intense.
What a giant asshole. Adrenaline surges through my body, and all I want to do is scream. After that, I have a sudden newfound respect for Jade. I have no idea how she manages to put up with him day after day.
Hell, I struggled with the last five minutes.Chapter Three
ChaseI watch her thoughtfully as she leaves my office, my eyes falling on her ass as she sashays across my floor. Does she know how sexy she looks in that skirt? Never mind the fact that it’s a modest length at almost to her knee, it’s so fucking tight that it just clings to her curves, making her ass look like it’s ready to burst out. Then there’s that creamy white shirt that’s just sheer enough to give me the slightest glimpse of her bra. I sit forward as she closes the door, trying to control my erection, but it’s no use.
I glance at my phone. It’s after five, so technically I’m done for the day, so I see no reason not to relieve a little tension. In my defense, I’m not in the habit of yanking it out at work and going to town on myself, but today has been a shit of a day. One I want to try and forget about any way I can.
“At least it’s nearly fucking over,” I mutter to myself.
Reaching down, I lower my zipper, sliding my fingers around my length and letting it bounce free. With a groan, I lean back in my chair and pump my fist along my shaft, imagining Alana on her knees in front of me, taking my length into her mouth. The whole time I was talking to her, all I could focus on was those pouty, red lips.
Alana. I shake my head and smile as my fingers work my dick. Until today, I thought her name was Melissa. In fact, I’m pretty sure I called her that a few times. Alana suits her so much better.
Hearing her say those things about me in her office, listening to her talk about my cock like that, made me hard as fuck. I’d gotten nothing done all day because all I could think about was her. And just now, the way she stood up to me? Major turn-on.
I am so sick of women telling me what they think I want to hear and then just falling to their knees, ready to do whatever I ask of them. That had been Jade in a nutshell. Her second day here, her mouth was on the end of my cock, whether I wanted it or not. It was fine for a while, but I got bored like I always do. I needed a challenge. Something to distract me, someone, where there’s no risk of feelings developing, because inevitably, that’s what always ruins things for me. My requirements definitely were not something that any woman I associated with could satisfy. Hell, I wasn’t even sure Alana was up to the challenge, but at least she showed potential.
I block all thoughts of everything except Alana out of my head as my orgasm builds. I groan, stroking my cock, while my other hand wraps around the edge of the desk. I lever myself forward, my throat constricting as I come.
“Fuck,” I hiss. My fists tightens around my girth as I release, groaning as I come hard into my hand.
Breathing heavily, I clean myself up, thankful that Alana had the foresight to bring me extra napkins with my coffee. She must’ve known I’d be whacking off to her the moment she left me alone. Hell, if I thought I could get away with it, I’d have done it with her sitting right there.
Breathing hard, I tuck myself back in and buckle up my pants, just as someone pounds on my door. I jump up, thanking God they weren’t just a few minutes earlier, or that would’ve really ruined my day.
“Yes,” I growl.
