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Chapter Seventy-Seven
I succumbed, tugging at his navy polo with the Guardian’s emblem on the chest pocket, letting my hands run along his muscled chest. He pulled it from his head, then did the same to my sweatshirt and tank top, leaving me bare to him. He hummed when our warm skin touched, his hands palming along my shoulders down to my lower back. His touch felt amazing, and I hadn’t realized how much I’d ached for it ever since he’d given me the cold shoulder.
“You still taking your pill?” he breathed into the dark room.My voice was raspy with need. “Yes.” “Good,” he murmured, pulling down my sweatpants and underwear, then lifted me so my back was on the bed. Removing his own shorts and boxers, he crawled on top of me, wedging between my thighs. He let his weight rest on me, his arms caging me to his chest while he kissed me passionately. Tonight was different than the other times. He was needy and intimate oRelated chapters
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“Kelsey, don’t forget Mr. Craft takes his coffee black.”I offered a pleasant nod toward the intern who’s been here for only six weeks. She threw a wink and tossed her pin straight blonde hair my way, then swayed her nearly six-foot perfect frame toward the conference room.My smile quickly flipped to a frown, holding in my eye roll to the best of my ability. I had been in this reception chair for almost two years, way longer than I’d planned. Knowing how my thick-head of a boss takes his coffee was a given.Another few interns my age pranced after her, their clothing precise and professional to fit their well-kept bodies. My brand new shift dress didn’t quite have the same effect when walking past any warm blooded males like theirs did. Maybe I was stuck behind the reception desk because my confidence wasn’t like theirs, or because Mr. Craft had a particular eye for his interns.Who all happened to be tall, thin, and beautiful.I was lucky to be chosen for the program at the most su
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“That was terrible. Thank God no one else saw.”She held in her giggle. “I would have helped you before I started laughing.”“At least you would have responded. Mr. Craft barely noticed me sprawled out on the floor, let alone offered to help.”“Hence, he’s an asshole. He even glared at Gary when he didn’t call him by his last name. I don’t know how they became business partners.”I’d made that mistake before. Talk about if looks could kill. I was only complimenting him on his marketing strategy. Now, I leave my opinions to myself unless he asks for them. Which was rare, and hardly ever taken seriously.She snickered before she spoke. “Although, if I were in a power house marketing position, I probably wouldn’t like to be called Mackenzie either.”“Well, the one time I called him by his first name, I said Mack. Maybe he got so pissed off because I didn’t use the full version.”“I think Mack is a pretty masculine name,” Timothy offered. He wasn’t one to gossip or talk negatively about a
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Craft didn’t take his attention away from his screen. “Thanks, Leslie. You can head home for the day.” His dismissal was curt, and the young intern attempted not to look crushed. She looked well put-together, but that still didn’t mean anything. I’d seen many girls leave his office still in one piece, but sporting the glow one can only get from an orgasm.Leslie waited for Mr. Craft to turn and acknowledge her leaving, but he never took his focus from his screen. She lifted her chin as she walked by me, her emerald green eyes sparkling as if she was in a higher place than I was. I gave her as pleasant of a smile as I could in passing.Craft rolled in his chair to a stack of papers, thumbing through them while I stood like a moron in the threshold of his office.“Are you ready to go over the presentation for tomorrow?” I finally asked, stepping into his room and directly across from his shiny black desk. His jacket was off and draped over his chair. One hand was on his forehead while
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Oh my God, was there really a spider on me? The gentle pressure became more firm, and a lump formed in my throat. He most definitely was touching me, and a quiver settled in my stomach. The air was thick, the gentle hum of the laptop mixed with my increased breathing. Did he realize what he was doing? Surely he wasn’t intentionally touching me. “What are your thoughts,” He murmured, his hand slowly moving to my hip. “I’d like to get your honest opinion.” I licked my suddenly dry lips, unsure if I opened my mouth that a coherent word would escape or not. “I’m, um, I’m not really sure.” He sighed, the heat of his breath tickling my cheek. I was hyper aware of his body now, sure he’d at any moment disengage and turn into the giant asshole he normally was. “I want to know how this should end,” he whispered, his hand moving from my hip back to my lower back. “I need to know if the ending I’m envisioning will match the slides.” Was he referring to me as the presentation? Is that what
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His hands quickly latched onto my thighs, grasping underneath the hem of my dress. My breath whooshed from my chest in a rush, my hands still clinging to his hair as he lifted me onto the desk, knocking the laptop to the ground in the process. He spread my legs apart and hiked my dress to my hips, nestling his groin comfortably between them. My eyes went wide. His arousal was pressed to the thin panty covering my mound. My hips bucked forward against my will, begging for friction. I shouldn’t have wanted him so badly, and I most definitely shouldn’t have given into the sensation, but the quick pulse below my waist begged to differ. It was filled with a need, aching for the longing burst of release it hadn’t had in too long of a time.Craft’s lip twitched in satisfaction, his own hips grinding. The palm of his hand snaked to my lower back, holding me in place. “Don’t pretend we don’t have the same thoughts about each other,” he breathed across my cheek. “Don’t deny this.”My eyes roll
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“No, no, no,” I said out of breath. “Why did you stop?”He unlatched my hand from around his neck and planted it on the bulge of his pants. The blues of his irises were as calm as a still lake on an early morning. “Because I want my cock to feel you come, not my fingers.”I blinked. Not expecting him to be so blunt yet show such vulnerability. I cautiously stroked his dick over top of his pants, contemplating if I should follow my conscience or my hormones. He had to be huge. Mindy and I had talked about it before. There would be days where his tailored suits would fit him just right, and when he’d stand a certain way, you could see the infamous dick print. Now I had my hand wrapped around it.He guided my hand to his belt, running his thumb along the clasp. It was obvious he wanted me to make the decision to undo his zipper.I decided to give in, needing to tame the pent-up sexual tension I apparently had acquired for my boss.My hands were frantic now, hastily unbuckling his belt,
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My chest heaved while I scurried down the steps and to the women’s bathroom on the floor below us. He wouldn’t find me there, not that he’d come looking for me. I held my hand over my heart, feeling it race with each step.I flew into the bathroom, setting both hands on the sink and stared into the mirror. My cheeks were flushed, and my eyes were wide, a sparkle twinkling in them that wasn’t typically there. Did I just let my boss get me off? Put me on my hands and knees on his conference table and screw me from behind? Then escaped before he could come?My legs twitched between my thighs, remember how perfect he felt inside of me. I closed my eyelids, willing myself not to reminisce about him taking advantage of me.But he didn’t take advantage, I let him kiss me, I’d undone his pants, not him. Could he hold this against me? Surely not legally. I’d be the one who could file a complaint. I’d never do that though; I was just as guilty in the situation as he was. We’re both adults, and
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Mr. Craft’s office door was closed when I came back from the bathroom. Mindy continued to give me a pep talk up the stairs and into our department. She was more thrilled than I was about my actions with Craft. Of course, she wanted more details, but I wasn’t ready to share. She didn’t need to know how massive his cock was, and that he actually knew how to use it. I shuttered at the thought of him slipping in and out of me, still feeling the warmth from the heat between my legs. Focusing on my computer screen wasn’t an easy task. Not when I could hear murmurs coming from Mr. Craft’s office. I winced recalling Mindy telling me she heard the two of us. Was I really that loud?I rubbed my eyes with my palms. I should go home and look through the want ads so I wouldn’t have to face him again. I felt empowered after Mindy’s pep talk, but now, I was regretting my actions even more.The murmurs from Craft’s office became louder, and I was intrigued. It was definitely his voice, and he wasn’
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