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At work, everyone is in a frenzy. Today is the big meeting with some potential investors for a new product that King Tech is launching. It’s been on the calendar for months, and I’ve spent the last two weeks working feverishly on proposals, presentations, and reports for this meeting. All three of the King brothers are going to be in attendance, as well as Ben and I so we can take notes.
“You got the file for the final printouts, right?” Ben asks me from across our desks.
I nod. “Printed them this morning. I have them in a folder right here.” I tap the side of my desk.
“Good. I’ve got a few tweaks to make to these presentation slides, and then I’ll be sending everything off to Aiden and the others.”
A new email pops up on my screen, and I see that it’s from Asher. He wants me to come to his office. Probably to run over details of the presentation. I gather up my things and hurry off to meet him.
When I walk into his office, he’s frowning down at his laptop, lost in thought. I clear my throat.
He looks up, and his expression softens. “Olivia. Thanks for coming. Can I practice this presentation for you? I always feel better practicing to an audience.”
“Of course,” I say, something surprised at his nervousness and also touched that he’d ask me to help with this.
I take a seat across from his desk. Asher turns his laptop around so we can both see his screen, his presentation pulled up. He clears his throat another time and then launches into the carefully planned presentation. I’d worked on Asher with these slides all week, so I already know the presentation by heart. I have no notes on the content, so I focus on his delivery.
As expected, though, his demeanor is polished and professional. He exudes confidence, intelligence, and capability.
When he finishes, he looks to me with raised eyebrows, waiting for my appraisal. I smile, clapping my hands quietly. “Perfect,” I say. “Really, it’s perfect.”
Asher nods, sighing. “I hope it goes well.”
“It will,” I assure him.
He smiles, his gaze meeting mine then trailing over me slowly. He’s not trying to hide that he’s checking me out, and I feel myself blush slightly.
“You look cute today,” he comments, his gaze lingering at the drop of my V-neck blouse. Asher stands, rounding the desk and then leaning against it, his hands braced against the sides as he sits, staring down at me.
“Thanks,” I manage to say, chuckling softly.
Asher glances at the clock above the doorway then back to me. “Cute enough to fuck before the big meeting.”
Now I’m fully blushing. I can feel the redness creeping up my neck, and I know Asher notices too because he smirks. He reaches out a hand to me. “Get up.”
I do, and he takes my hand and spins me around, pulling me back against him. He widens his legs and I settle between them, my back pressed against his chest. He leans down to brush a soft kiss along my neck, and my body shivers in response.
“Does my good, little assistant want to get fucked by her boss?” Asher breathes into my ear.
Heat pools at my center, and I take in a shuddering breath. “Yes,” I say softly. “I do.”
He goes back to kissing my neck, running his hands all over my body, over my blouse, up my stomach, across my breasts, squeezing. He starts methodically unbuttoning my blouse and then gently slides a sleeve off one shoulder. He grabs the cup of my bra, pulling it down and exposing my breast. He flicks my nipple a few times and then gently runs his thumb over it.
I moan, clutching his legs on either side of me.
He pushes the other side of my blouse off my shoulder, yanking the rest of my bra down, fully exposing me to the room. He grasps both of my breasts roughly in his hands, massaging them.
Then he takes a hand and travels lower, hiking up my skirt and finding my center. I gasp as he pushes my panties aside and roughly inserts a finger inside me.
“You’re so wet,” he comments, to which I simply whimper.
He slowly starts pumping his finger in and out of me, and I moan softly, leaning my head back against his chest.
“That’s a good girl,” he praises, and it just makes me wetter. “My sweet little assistant whimpering like a little slut while I fingerfuck her.”
My mouth parts in shock at his dirty words, but they just turn me on more. I find myself bucking my hips against his hand, in time with his thrusts. I moan, feeling the pleasure building inside of me. I’m so, so close.
But just as I’m about to go over the edge, Asher pulls his fingers away. My orgasm taken abruptly away, I cry out softly. Asher chuckles.
