Page 11 of Bossed Around


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“Morning,” I replied, forcing a smile.

I took my seat, attempting to focus on work. But my gaze kept drifting over to Alexander. He didn’t seem to notice me, but it was hard not to think about his hands all over my body from the day before. Was it just a one-time thing? Or could there be more between us?

“Olivia!” Alexander’s voice called out, causing me to start. “Can you come to my office for a moment?”

“Uh, sure,” I replied, trying to hide my nervousness.

As I stepped into his office, he closed the door behind me. The silence was deafening, and the tension between us was palpable. I swallowed hard, wondering what he wanted from me.

“Alexander, what do you need?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Actually, I need my lunch,” he answered, his voice low and seductive.

“Would you like me to pick something up for you?” I offered, not letting my nervousness show.

He took a step toward me, shaking his head. “That won’t be necessary.”

Our eyes locked, and the space between us seemed to close in an instant. Every nerve in my body tingled with anticipation. As his hand brushed mine, I knew that I was playing with fire, but I couldn’t bring myself to pull away.

Alexander reached out, pinching my chin between his fingers and tilting my head up to meet his gaze. His eyes were dark and hungry. Without another word, he leaned in and captured my lips with his, the delicious taste of him compelling and insistent.

“Alexander,” I breathed against his mouth, wrapping my arms around his neck as he pulled me closer. Our bodies melded together, heat radiating from every point of contact.

In one swift motion, he picked me up, and I instinctively wrapped my legs around his hips. My heart raced, fueled by a mixture of desire and nerves. His grip was strong, and I felt safe in his arms, even as the thrill of uncertainty coursed through me.

“God, Olivia,” Alexander murmured. “I can’t get enough of you.”

He carried me over to his desk, setting me on the edge. Papers scattered beneath me, but neither of us cared about the mess. He pulled back to sit in his chair, and I watched as he took in the sight of me, perched and waiting for him.

“Is this what you wanted?” I asked, my voice trembling.

“Olivia,” he replied, his eyes never leaving mine. “You have no idea how much I’ve been craving that moment.”

He leaned in, his breath hot on my skin as he whispered, “This is the meal I want, Olivia. Nothing else will satisfy me today.”

My chest tightened at his words, a mix of excitement and fear bubbling within me. As Alexander’s hands slid up my thighs, I knew there was no turning back now.

“Then take what you want,” I said, giving in.

Alexander didn’t need any further encouragement. With a growl, he pushed my knees open and shoved my skirt up around my waist. His eyes widened when he discovered that I wasn’t wearing any underwear, and the predatory gleam in his made me wet in an instant.

“Olivia,” he said, his voice rough with lust. “Were you hoping this would happen?”

I nodded, unable to find the words to express just how much I had fantasized about that moment. As if sensing my thoughts, Alexander grinned wickedly, and I leaned back on my hands, opening my legs wider for him.

“Please, Alexander,” I whispered, exposing myself completely to him. “I need you.”

“Patience,” he murmured, his eyes locked onto mine as he lowered himself between my thighs. He pressed a series of soft kisses along the insides of my legs, making me squirm and gasp with each touch of his lips against my sensitive skin.

“Stop teasing me,” I begged, my voice trembling with need. “Please… I can’t take it anymore.”

Alexander chuckled. “As you wish,” he said, finally bringing his mouth to where I had ached for him most.

The sensation was electrifying, and I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out. My fingers dug into the edge of the desk as I fought to keep control, but with every flick of Alexander’s tongue, I felt my resolve slipping away.

“Alexander,” I whimpered, my hips bucking involuntarily towards his face. “Please… don’t stop…”

He didn’t respond, but I felt he had no intention of stopping anytime soon. And as the pleasure mounted, threatening to consume me whole, I couldn’t help but wonder if I would ever be able to resist him again.

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