All Chapters of A Boss with Benefits: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“What do you fucking want?”I barked as my sexy Kansan secretary, Scarlett entered my office. I shouldn’t have been so crude, and I shouldn’t have shouted at her. But I was tired and out of patience. Us New Yorkers had a way of speaking that at times appeared to be crude to the rest of the country, but for us? It was natural. Either way, Scarlett was my secretary, not my wife. I’d made the mistake of fucking her once and I’d been repeating the mistake over the course of the week. A man should always learn from his mistakes. Monday, I should have put an end to it.Tuesday was too tempting.Wednesday, it was getting kind of silly…and all the days after that were nothing but plain stupidity and I was paying the price, big time. Usually, when a woman sees me with a whip in my playroom they tell me to be gentle or they see me with a paddle and demand that I don’t smack them too hard. Not Scarlett, she was every man’s fantasy in the playroom, boardroom, office, parking lot and in the e

It was just before seven and I was sitting at my desk. Fuck, you would think that I was waiting on a date or something. Olivia hadn’t responded since I sent her the message telling her to get her butt in here. Part of me was nervous that she wouldn’t show up. I’d sent her a very generous offer after I calculated how much I was paying Scarlett and the pennies she was making and I tripled it.My laptop was closed, and my phone was in front of me. What the fuck did this Olivia look like?I had seen her hands, feet and even the top of her damn head on her financial investment blog. At one point, it seemed as if she was going to write a book, but then she stopped posting on the blog over the last few months. It’d gone from a post a week, to a post every two months. There was no photo of her face; it was so fucking weird. I had a vision of her being devastatingly ugly, until I saw her feet. They proved that she wasn’t hideous unless they weren’t even her fucking feet. People do some fucked

Olivia sat at her desk, quietly performing the duties I was paying her to do.. Shit, I wanted to take her over to my desk and just bend her over. She was hot. No, she was on fucking fire! Shit, why did she hide on her blog? What was her secret? Why didn’t she want people to know what she looked like?Scarlett belonged on the pages of a magazine and Olivia belonged on the front cover. The girls on the cover of Playboy had nothing on Olivia. She reminded me of Angelia Jolie, with her long, flowing dark hair, and matching dark green eyes. Her eye lashes were long and soft, so as she spoke with her full, oval lips, her mouth sucked in air as if she was in charge of everything. She’d dressed in a red pencil skirt suit as if she came in to run the office, not to be my secretary. She reminded me of one of the executives that I’d worked with on many occasions. The type of woman that was in control and knew exactly how to make everything worked. She didn’t belong in an office behind closed do

I wondered whether it was a mistake taking her to the local bar. I’d had such a fucking long day and the woman knew her shit. That had made me even more curious about her. There wasn’t a thing that I asked her to do or was about to ask her to do that she hadn’t already thought about. It made me realize that she was way above the girls that had been working for me up until then. Don’t get me wrong, once I told them what to do, they were always happy to run with it. But there was no thinking outside the box. Not like Olivia did, and she had only been working for me for one day. I felt like a teenager with a big crush on someone’s mom. Even though we were around the same age, or maybe she was slightly younger than me, I couldn’t help but be happy that she didn’t whine and bitch about working so many hours on her first day. She’d had an early start, but that didn’t stop her from working at the same rhythm that she’d been doing from the moment that she came into the office.“Tell me somet

Alec wanted us to catch up the following morning, but I wasn’t really in the mood, especially after such a rough night. I thought that having a cold shower would take the edge of the desperate need to be in between Olivia’s legs, but it didn’t. If anything, it made it even harder to get her off my mind because I knew why I was freezing in the shower. couldn’t get her off my mind and I’d only met her yesterday. This wasn’t a fucking temptation issue; this was deeper one which was making me feel even worse. She wasn’t the type that you wanted to bang and then feel as if you’ve made your conquest and could move on. This was deeper than that. I’d even thought up a number of reasons why I thought this was deeper than making another conquest. Number one: Olivia wasn’t the type that you just fucked and forgot about.Number two: I wanted to know her mind, find out how much she knew and challenge her intelligence.Number three: I wanted to see her body, in the light. Not fuck her from behin