Mastered By The Boss (5 page)

Her intimate muscles twitched, squeezing him inside
her. He groaned, then drew back and drove deep again.

A knock sounded on the door and her heart leapt.
God, someone was inches away from them, while Mr. Blair’s big cock
was buried deep inside her.

“Who is it?” Mr. Blair demanded.

She tried to shift away, but he tightened his hold
on her, his heated gaze locking her to the spot.

“Mary Ann from accounting. I have the rest of those
reports for you. You said you wanted to discuss them as soon as
possible.”

“Just leave them on Kali’s desk. I’ll arrange a
meeting later.”

His cock twitched inside her and Kali gritted her
teeth. Oh, God, she had to stop from groaning in delight.

“Yes, sir,” Mary Ann said.

They stood there, frozen against the door, their two
bodies joined as long seconds ticked by.

Then Mr. Blair’s hand shifted and she heard the lock
turn on the door.

He pulled her skirt higher.

“Wrap your legs around my waist.”

He cupped her behind and she did as he said. He
turned and carried her like that to the credenza against the wall.
He swept the surface clear, sending things flying to the carpet,
then he sat her on the cold surface. The wall was hard against her
back as she leaned against it, but all she cared about was the feel
of his thick cock inside her.

He drew back and thrust forward, driving deep into
her. Every nerve endings tingled with delight. She clung to his
shoulders.

“I’ve wanted to do this for so fucking long,” he
murmured, then drove into her again.

She moaned, arching against him, wanting him deeper
still.

He leaned in close and nuzzled her neck. “Do you
like me fucking you, Kali?”

“Yes, Mr. Blair.”

As soon as she said the words she felt foolish.
Calling him Mr. Blair while she was sitting on his credenza, legs
wide, his cock deep inside her. But he groaned and thrust
deeper.

Pleasure swelled through her, rippling along her
nerve endings. Sending her higher and higher with each thrust of
his shaft inside her.

“Oh, God,” she almost squealed as he kept pumping
into her. “I…I… Ohhhh!” She held tight as an orgasm blasted through
her, carrying her on a wave of rising bliss.

“Fuck!” He drove deep, ramming her against the wall
then his cock erupted inside her, filling her with his hot
seed.

She moaned in ecstasy, holding him close to her.

He collapsed against her, the two of them panting
for breath.

Finally, he drew back. She wanted him to kiss her.
Show her this had been as special for him as it had been for
her.

But he didn’t. And his granite eyes gave nothing
away.

His cock slid from her depths and she felt
empty.

He set her on her feet and stepped back.

“You can go in my private washroom to clean up,” he
said, then zipped himself up and walked toward his desk.

She pulled down her skirt and hurried to the door
off the side of his office that led to his private executive
washroom. She stared at herself in the mirror. Her hair was mussed
and her clothes disheveled.

She had just lived out her dream of having sex with
Mr. Blair in the office, and it had been wild and sexy, but now she
felt…dismissed.

* * *

Once she’d cleaned up and pulled herself together,
she opened the door and walked back into his office. He was busy
working at his computer, so she headed to the door, hoping maybe
she could escape before he noticed her. But as she reached for the
door handle, he glanced up.

“Don’t you think we should talk about what
happened?” he asked.

She pursed her lips. “It was just a mistake.”

He stood up and walked toward her. Her cheeks heated
as he approached. When he stood facing her, so close she could feel
his breath, she remembered how only moments ago he’d been pressed
against her, her back to this very door, with his cock buried deep
inside her.

His finger traced a line down her cheek.

“How can it be a mistake when we both wanted it so
much?”

She sucked in a deep breath. She
had
wanted
it. And even though he had already taken her to the heights of
ecstasy, she wanted to do it all over again.

He gestured to the round table by the window. “Sit
down. We need to discuss this.”

She walked to one of the chairs and sat down. He sat
beside her.

“We can’t ignore this. No matter what, what we’ve
done has changed our relationship.”

She looked at him worriedly. “I want to keep being
your secretary. I’ll do whatever you want to make it work.”

“Whatever?” he said with a grin.

Her eyes widened and he chuckled.

“You look like you think I’ll suggest something
untoward… like having sex with me.”

The irony of the situation struck her and she
laughed nervously.

“I want you to keep working for me, too. I’ve been
attracted to you for a long time, but I put it aside. Now that
we’ve acted on it, however, we can’t just go back to the way it
was.”

“What are you suggesting?”

“Well, I guess I
am
suggesting you have sex
with me.” He leaned toward her. “Look, Kali. We’re obviously both
wildy attracted to each other. And the sex between us is amazing.
Why don’t we just acknowledge that we want each other and continue
enjoying a sexual relationship?”

Her jaw dropped. Could it really be this easy? She
could keep having sex with her amazingly attractive boss, and it
wouldn’t adversely affect her job? It seemed like a dream come
true.

“You mean we’ll start seeing each other?”

“No. Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m talking strictly
in the office. A stress release for both of us whenever we need it
and it doesn’t interfere with work.” He sat back in his chair. “We
both need to agree it’s just about sex. I’m your boss, you’re my
employee, and we indulge in a little extra curricular sex that is
totally based on your consent. If at any time you want to
discontinue the relationship, you just have to tell me. You aren’t
to feel pressured at all. I value you as my secretary and I don't
want this new relationship to affect that.”

He raised an eyebrow. “So what do you say?”

“I… uh… yeah.”

She wouldn’t turn down his offer. She’d longed for
the opportunity to be with him and now that she had, she did not
want to give it up. But she wished it wasn’t so coldly
business-like. As if he were adding another duty to her job
description.

She liked to think that maybe… In her fondest
dreams, it hadn’t just been about sex. She had always fantasized
that maybe he would fall in love with her.

“You don’t sound very enthusiastic.”

“No, I… It’s just weird. Sitting in your office,
talking calmly about how we’re going to start having sex regularly
as a common part of the day.”

He smiled and rested his hand on hers. “I don’t
think of it as a common part of the day. In fact,”—he squeezed her
hand—“it’s the part I’ll look forward to with great
anticipation.”

* * *

Kali returned to her desk feeling a little shaky. It
was so odd having just hammered out details with her boss about how
and when they’d have sex together. At any time, he could call her
into the office and command her to have sex with him, because they
both got so totally turned on by the idea of him controlling her,
but she could turn him down any time she wanted.

Which she knew would never happen because just the
thought of his authoritative manner directed at her… even thinking
about it now… made her wet.

* * *

Kali took a bite of her muffin as she watched
Serena’s eyes light up.

“Seriously? You had sex with him right in the
office?” Serena clapped her hands.

Kali shushed her friend. They were sitting in a
coffee shop a block from the office and it would be a disaster if
someone from work heard. Not that she really wanted the coffee
crowd to hear either.

“Yes.”

“Against the door?”

“Yes.” Kali was beginning to regret telling Serena
about it. But she did want her advice. “I’m just not quite sure how
to handle it.”

“What do you mean? You just follow his lead and let
him take control. That
is
what turns you on, right?”

Kali stared at her half-eaten muffin and broke off a
piece. “It is pretty exciting.”

“So no problem.”

“But he doesn’t want any more than that. The sex I
mean.”

“Good. That keeps it simple.”

Kali frowned. “But what if I want more?”

Serena raised her eyebrows. “Do you want more?”

“I think I might.”

Serena sighed and rested her hand on Kali’s. “Then I
think you have a problem.”

* * *

The next day at work, Kali couldn’t help her
nervousness. She kept telling herself there was nothing to worry
about. Her job hadn’t changed. She still did the same things. But
she knew that at any time, he might call her into his office
and…

She blinked and realized she’d been staring at her
computer screen. Mr. Blair’s email wasn’t going to read itself. So
she focused and went through the items, handling what she could,
adding appointments to his calendar, and flagging urgent emails he
had to pay attention to.

Mr. Blair’s office door opened. It had been closed
since she got in this morning, so she hadn’t seen him all
morning.

“Kali, come into my office please.”

She glanced at his handsome face, his dark hair
swept back from his forehead, his full lips so inviting. She stood
and followed him into the office, her stomach fluttering. Was he
calling her in here for business…or for pleasure?

“Yes, Mr. Blair.”

He sat down behind his desk, so she perched on the
chair facing him, anxiety coiling through her. Was he going to
demand sex now? Command her to come and kneel before him, then
reach inside his pants and—

“I need you to set up a meeting of the executive for
Friday morning,” he said.

She started jotting down notes in her notepad, glad
of the distraction from her thoughts.

“Just book it in the boardroom and…”

When he stopped talking, she lifted her gaze from
the pad.

“Is there something wrong?” she asked.

“I was about to ask you the same thing. You’re pale
as a ghost.”

“I’m fine.” But her shaky voice didn’t sound very
convincing, even to herself.

He frowned. “It’s about our arrangement, isn’t
it?”

She dropped her gaze to the pad.

He stood up and came around the desk, then leaned
back against it.

“Kali, I don’t want things to be weird between us
and I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable. I hope I was clear that
nothing happens without your consent. That means if you’re not
ready, or just don’t feel like it, nothing happens. Okay?”

“Yes, I understand that. But I just…I don’t know how
it will happen or when. It makes me a bit nervous.”

He smiled. “It’ll happen whenever or however you
want it to.”

“Or
you
want it to.”

His eyes narrowed. “I’m hearing that you expect me
to totally take control.”

“Well, I wouldn’t…you know…initiate something. I
might pick the wrong time or interfere with your work.”

He laughed. “Yes, I see your dilemma, but it’s not
like I would be likely to turn you down.” He pushed himself from
the desk and walked behind her chair. “But if you want me to take
control, I will.”

She almost jumped when she felt his hands settle on
her shoulders. Her heart pumped faster and her breathing became
shallow. One hand glided under her hair, then his fingers wrapped
around it. He stroked gently, but then suddenly coiled it around
his hand and drew her head back with a firm pressure until she was
staring up at him.

“Maybe I’ll take control right now.”

Her heartbeat accelerated.

“Go and close the door,” he commanded. “Then lock
it.”

He released her hair and she scurried to the door.
Once it was closed and locked, she turned around slowly. He stood
in the middle of the office, tall and sexy, his smoldering gaze
locked on her.

“Come here, Kali.”

She walked to him. He stroked her hair from her
face, then his gaze glided down her body, lingering on her
breasts.

“Take off you blouse.”

She shivered as she unfastened the top button. Then
the next. The black silk parted, revealing her red and black lace
bra. It was the sexiest one she owned. She’d worn it knowing she
might be exposing it to him sometime today. Although she’d planned
for this, and longed for it, she didn’t know if she was ready for
this new arrangement between them.

She unfastened the last button, then drew the
garment from her shoulders. He watched her intently, making her
even more nervous.

He stepped back and leaned against his desk, then
unzipped his pants.

“Sit down on the chair in front of me.”

She sat down, her gaze on the bulge visible inside
his pants.

“Stroke it,” he commanded.

She slid her fingertips into the opening of his
pants and stroked inside. He was stiff and thick.

He unfastened the button and reached into his briefs
and pulled out his swollen cock. It was thick and red, the veins
pulsing along the sides.

“Suck my cock, Kali. Take it as deep as you
can.”

Quivering inside, she leaned forward and wrapped her
hand around his hot flesh, then pressed his cockhead to her lips.
Then she opened…wide…taking him inside slowly. She glided down his
shaft. Then she slid back… and forward again. His fingers stroked
through her hair, then he wrapped it around his hand and held it
tight. He pulled her head back, then pushed her toward him. She
resisted the gagging sensation and took him deep.

“That’s right, Kali. I want you to take all of
it.”