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“Were you telling the truth about being willing to work for Murray Press?”
Phillip shrugs. “If my father cuts me out of Loughton House, why shouldn’t I? It’s not like he’d be showing me any loyalty.”
That’s crazy. Phillip’s entire life has been centered around this company. I can’t think of anyone who’s worked harder to be the best in an industry than him, and Russel would be an idiot to send him to work for his competition. Then again, I saw the hate in Russel’s eyes. The way he realized how little power he had right then.
“Do you think he’ll cut you out?” The thought of Loughton House not having Phillip at the helm is kind of terrifying, actually.
He just shrugs. “I was telling the truth,” he says with a sigh. “I won’t ever give up my life for a company again. That’s not a sacrifice I’m willing to make. There have been so many years that I’ve missed out on, and I won’t let anyone take that away from me.”
With a grin, he turns his chair and pulls me into his lap. “And I won’t let anyone take me away from you. You need to understand that.”
I heard him stand up to his father when it came to me. I know what he’s prepared to do to protect me. Thinking about it is a little scary, but it’s also crazy sexy.
“I’m so used to you being my goofy roommate, sometimes I forget that you’re this big, powerful guy. It’s a little easier to remember now that you’re wearing that suit instead of the ‘saffron stained’ one. That conversation was so different from anything I’ve seen before, though.”
He wraps his arms around me and says, “I don’t enjoy having to fight like that, Addison, but in this business, and especially with my father, sometimes it comes down to using leverage on them. Otherwise, they’ll run you over.”
“Well, it was fucking hot. Just so you know. You were in super alpha male mode, and I’m kind of wondering when you’re going to bend me over and take out your aggressions on me.”
He arches an eyebrow and grins. “Oh, is that so? I thought you were against the idea of being my sexy little secretary.”
“There’s a difference between living under your desk and getting ravaged by the alpha male boss.” I can already feel his cock swelling under my ass, and I know that there’s a very good chance that he’s going to take me up on my offer.
He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. “I can’t. Damn it, I want to, but I have an insane amount of work to catch up on. Plus, I don’t even have any condoms.”
I run my fingers over his silk shirt and move closer to his ear. Leaning in, I whisper, “You don’t need a condom. I’ve been on the pill since I found out how babies are made. How hot would it be knowing that I’m going to walk out of your office full of your come?”
For just the briefest of moments, he hesitates, and then he’s lifting me off his lap. “Lift your skirt and bend over the desk,” he whispers. “I’m going to go lock the door, and you’re going to be very quiet.”
I’d thought that him arguing with his father had been hot, but this is something else. He may have been rough and dominant in the bedroom before, but this isn’t in the bedroom. This is right here in his office.
I do as he says, and I watch as he walks to the door, not hurrying at all. I feel almost nervous. Not because someone’s going to walk in on us, but because this is the first time we’re going to do something outside ofmyspace. This is his domain, and he already feels different.
He’s smirking as he walks around the desk. “Those panties are lovely, but they’re going to have to go.” He runs his hand over the black lace, and then cups my pussy, pressing hard against it. Fuck. I’d known I was wet before, but I’m pretty sure that I’d leave a puddle in any chairs I sat in right now.
I look behind me, and Phillip isn’t paying attention to my face. His eyes are locked between my legs. Not in the dark of a bedroom or even in the living room, like the time we were watching a movie.
No, this is the bright light of day in the office, and he’s admiring it. “I think you’re going to have to get used to eating lunch with me,” he says. “Or rather, you eating lunch while I eat you.”
The thought of that makes me shiver. Could I fuck my boyfriend, the boss everyone fears, every day at the office? Could I walk around, swollen and soaking, after having been used like a sex toy every day?
The logical part of my brain says that’s insanity. But, like so many times since I met Phillip, that part is locked away.
“If you’re going to treat me like your personal office whore, I hope I get more than your tongue,” I say.
He grabs my ass hard enough that I have to muffle the moan. “You’d better stay quiet,” he whispers. “Otherwise, people might hear your screams and think that I was doing something you don’t want. Could you imagine having to explain that it was your idea to begin with? That your soaking pussy needed to be fucked hard enough that it made you scream?”
I bite my tongue as he slips two fingers inside me. Fuck. I don’t even know how to be quiet. Especially not when he’s like this.
He pulls his fingers out of me, and I feel confused. On the one hand, I feel like I can breathe again, but on the other, I feel empty and desperate to be filled again. “You taste so fucking good,” he whispers. “It’s too bad I don’t have time to savor you. Tomorrow, I’m setting aside at least an hour. An hour of you trying not to scream. Of you coming over and over again. Silently.”
Oh no. I can’t do that. I can’t handle being quiet like that. Turning my head, I look at Phillip, and I’m surprised at the fact that he’s not wearing pants anymore. How did he take off his pants without me knowing?
Maybe it’s because my heart is beating so fast and loudly that it’s a drumbeat in my ears.
His cock is standing at full attention, and just like every time, I wonder how it fits. This time, there’s not the sheen of slippery latex over it, though. “I’ve fantasized about feeling your little pussy pressing against my cock for so long. Nothing between us except your wetness.”
I’m panting now, desperate for him. I stand on my tiptoes as he lines himself up with my entrance. The tip presses against me, and that’s when the electricity starts coursing through my veins.
