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“Hello, Mr. Locke. How are you this morning?” She asks in her sweet, flirty voice and sits on my lap.
“Better now that you came in,” I tell her and slide my hand underneath that skirt. Lacy is one of the girls I actually like, and usually, sex or other games are quite fun with her, but today for some reason, her skin feels like rubber. Her ass that sits right on top of my cock feels bony and unsavory. Her brown hair is dull, and her lips are too thin.
What the hell? Well, I’m still hard from staring at my new assistant, so it will do. Except I don’t want to touch that rubbery skin, so I push her onto her knees and let Lacy suck me off, but anytime I look down and see her long brown hair, any thoughts of orgasm disappear like smoke. So, I do the only thing that comes to mind and close my eyes, imagining the little blond vixen in front of me.
Bam!
My cum is spilling out of Lacy’s mouth like a waterfall.
Fucking fuck. This is so not good. She is messing with my carefully crafted system.
I don’t spare another glance to the girl that was just on her knees and get back to work—or pretend that I get back to work—so she leaves faster. Lacy gives me the same pout as Anna did yesterday and shuts the door with a slight slam.
Yeah, I’m a dick for using them like that, but I can’t help it.
I don’t feel anything for those pleasure givers. They are nothing.
Actually, everyone is nothing.
My carefully crafted system is there for a reason, and nothing, nothing will destroy it.
Except maybe a certain wild card sitting on the other side of that wall.
So, for the next few days, I worked relentlessly at getting Lexi into my bed but color me surprised when she shuts me down brutally and harshly.
I retaliate with more work, longer hours, shorter breaks, and no rest on the weekends. In the past few days, I found out that I love getting on her last nerve, watching as those ember eyes twitch with barely restrained hatred almost as much as I love the view of her ass.
Biggest turn-on ever.
If I didn’t know better, I’d think she really doesn’t like me, but despite her Oscar-winning poker face, she can’t hide her real feeling from me. I see her chest rise and fall dramatically when I come too close. Or how she takes a tentative step back to put distance between us. I feel the heat coming off her skin whenever I lean over her to point something out on the computer. And I swear her vanilla scent grows stronger each time I see her.
The lust and desire are spelled out all over her body language, but hell be damned if Alexandra freaking Ellis breaks down.
It’s almost maddening, making my head dizzy.
Don’t ask which one.
I need that woman on her knees in front of me, and she won’t fucking bend. I keep up the appointments with my pleasure givers, but it’s always her face, her ass, and her scent in my head when I’m with them.
But even I have to admit that Lexi is so much more than a piece of meat. She is actually the best damn assistant I could ever ask for. Despite my tyrannical demands, she does everything flawlessly. She is at her desk before seven AM and my coffee and dry cleaners are in my office along with hot breakfast. All the emails are answered before I’m done eating it and the notes she took yesterday during a creative team meeting were beyond detailed.
This girl wasn’t joking when she said any magazine would be blessed to have her work for them. Her work ethic is on another level, and she keeps everyone on their toes despite only being here for such a short amount of time. And that is sexy as hell.
Shit, I want her as a woman, but I need her as my assistant.
What do I do?
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LEXI
Song: Two Feet – I Feel Like I’m Drowning
How much longer can I keep this up?
I’ve been at Fashion Linc for a week now, and the makeup I use barely hides the dark circles underneath my eyes. Mr. asshole Locke does deliver on his promises of hell.
I am lucky if I get four hours of sleep at night because I leave the office no sooner than eleven-twelve at night to type out all the notes for the bosshole and finalize his schedule for the next day. That’s after I checked up with all the company’s departments and ensured everything was on track. Oh, and after I serve him dinner. And watch him fuck at least three girls. Okay, I do not literally watch, but I’m not stupid; I know what they do behind those closed doors.
