Bullied by the Boss(15)

She believed him. There was no way for her to contain her arousal, or  what she wanted him to do to her. She loved it when he got all dirty,  and took her along with him. There was something highly erotic about  going down the path together, rushing toward ecstasy while at the same  time, holding each other through it.

"I will never get bored of you, Nora," he said, kissing her neck. "This fire is not burning out. It's getting stronger."

She didn't need him to explain it. She knew exactly what he meant. The  feelings she was developing for Rex were only getting stronger, and it  wasn't just about the sex. The sex was fun. What she loved as well was  the times in between. When they shared a meal or watched television, or  even when they were at the office late at night researching. Sex didn't  have to be part of it, and they had never had sex in the office.

They teased each other but never crossed that line. She never wanted to.  The office didn't need to be a ground for their relationship, if what  they had was a relationship. She hated how nervous she got, or didn't  know what to think of the two of them together. They didn't label  themselves even though they were exclusive to each other.

She lifted up, taking him deeper inside her pussy, holding him inside her. They both gasped together.

"You're so tight." He nibbled her neck, sucking on her pulse. "No one is  ever going to know how fucking amazing you feel, or how awesome you  are. You belong to me, Nora."

His possessive words thrilled her to the core. Never had she belonged to  anyone, and the passion in his voice aroused her even more.

The age gap between them meant nothing. She loved being with him, and as  much as she once hated him, she knew she was falling in love with him.  The man he had shown her the past few weeks was the kind of man she  wanted.

"Oh fuck, Nora, this is not going to last." He rode her hard, going as  deep as he could, and she held onto him, never wanting this moment to  end.

When he found release, she followed him into a second orgasm. Afterward, he laid over here, kissing her neck.

Something was different. She didn't know what it was. Something was off.

"We need to get dressed," he said.

She didn't argue with him, and watched as he pulled away. Sitting up in bed, she frowned as he made his way toward the bathroom.

"Rex?"

He paused, and turned toward her. "What, babe?"

"You'd tell me, wouldn't you?"

"Tell you want?"

"What was bothering you. If it was me or I don't know, something silly  or crazy?" She ran her fingers through her hair, and watched him.  "Something is going on. I can sense it. You can trust me."

"I know I can trust you. I just  …  I need more time."

"More time for what?" she asked.

"I need more time." He moved toward her, cupping her face, and kissing  her lips. The passion was still there, and she felt it right in her  core. "Between us there is nothing wrong, I promise you."

She smiled, but it didn't help that something was wrong.

He'd tell her. Until then she was going to try to not worry about what the hell was going on inside his head.         

     



 



Rex stared out of his office at the celebrations that were going on.  Carl had finally won a case, and this was the Christmas party. Frank  didn't like to leave it until the last minute, so it was happening  tonight. Nora had already been by, bringing him a drink, and he'd  promised to join soon.

She hadn't taken a drink yet. He couldn't stop watching her, and wondering what the hell he was going to say or do.

His life had turned into a nightmare.

All of his cases had been put to one side for the evening, and he needed to go out and join the gang.

Getting to his feet, he took a sip of the scotch, and left the comfort of his office.

"I can't believe it, I finally won one," Carl said, coming toward him and slapping him on the back.

"Did you win it, or did you have help?" Rex asked.

Carl paused. Rex was aware of the extra time that Nora had put in,  handing some research to Carl over a week ago. He didn't mind, but  Carl's success wasn't based on his own merit. Nora helped, yet Nora  wasn't getting any of the credit and it pissed him off.

"You see, Carl, people who take all the credit for combined work, tend  to be forgotten about. They have one thing in common, when they don't  share the credit, the person who made them shine, leaves. This is the  last time Nora helps you." He forced a smile, and slapped Carl on the  chest, trying to show he was being friendly. He wasn't.

"What was all that about?" Nora asked, coming toward him.

"You won't be helping him anymore."

The smile on her lips dropped. "Why not?"

"When you help someone, you should get at least some of the credit."

"I help you all the time, and I don't get credit. An assistant's job is  to assist, not to take the credit. His success helps the firm. It helps  all of us, including you."

"I don't like it, and I give you credit where credit is due. Earn it, and you'll get it."

She frowned at him. "What is wrong with you? Why are you being an asshole?"

He took a sip of his scotch, and stared into her eyes. "Does that have alcohol?"

She looked at her cup and nodded. "Yeah, it's wine why?"

"Then put it down. You can't have it."

Nora laughed. "Rex, you're older than me, I get that, but you're not my dad. I could do without the lecture."

She went to take a sip, and he took the cup from her, spilling some of  it, making her gasp. The liquid spilled onto his hand, and it was icy  cold.

"Rex, what the hell?"

He grabbed her arm and in front of their colleagues, he tugged her into his office, closing the door.

"Okay, you have got some serious explaining to do. I don't get what is wrong?"

"You're drinking alcohol, and you could be pregnant. That is what is  wrong. Of all the stupid, childish things you could have done that is  the one that really tops the cake." He placed his hands on his hips, and  stared at her.

Her face had gone pale.

"You do realize there was a risk, right? Fucking without a condom. You do know that you're likely pregnant."

She put a hand on her stomach, and stared at him. "I didn't think. Wow, I didn't even  …  consider it. Oh no."

"So you don't know, and you're just out there drinking like there's not a  care in the world." He stepped toward her. His heart was racing. "Grow  up, Nora."

She slapped him across the face. "How dare you?" She pulled away from him. "You knew, didn't you? You knew there was a risk."

"You didn't even figure it out? I've been coming inside you from the  first moment. I probably knocked you up then, and still you've not said  anything."

She stepped away from him, and gripped the back of the chair. "I didn't  know. I didn't even think. I was in the moment, and I didn't put it all  together. The last thing I thought about was a condom!"

"Well, now you need to think because you've been sick a whole lot in the mornings, and I expected you to come and tell me."

The anger on her face was clear to see. Rex couldn't seem to stop his  words. He was angry at Carl for taking all the credit, and he was angry  at himself. All of his anger was being fired at the wrong person, and he  couldn't stop it.

"Well I guess I'm just like all of those other women, aren't I, Rex? Too damn stupid to know any better."

He went to his desk, and pulled out a pregnancy test. "Go, take it."

The door to the office opened, and they both turned to see Frank looking at them. "Is everything okay in here?"         

     



 

Nora took the test from his hands, and left the office without a word.  The anger that he had seconds ago began to fade as he looked at Frank.  What the fuck had he just done? He had been angry at himself, and he'd  taken it out on Nora, and that wasn't right, nor was it fair.

Shit, this wasn't what he wanted to do tonight, or how he wanted to do  it. He actually had a romantic meal planned, and intended to talk to  her, tell her the truth.

You called her childish, stupid.

You fucked up big time.

"Do you want to tell me why Nora is taking a pregnancy test?" Frank asked, folding his arms.

Rex stared at the man he had a lot of respect for. "I've been sleeping with Nora, and now I think she might be pregnant."

"Does this have anything to do with her wanting to leave?"

He shook his head. "No, this happened after that."

Frank just stood there, staring at him. "I should have seen it coming," Frank said.

"Seen what coming?"

"You and Nora. I saw the way you looked at her. No one did of course,  and you had all those sluts working for you, I doubt you even saw it."

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Don't try to pretend, Rex. You were always following her, always  looking for her. Whenever I was close, you would always find some reason  to talk to me, and your gaze would seek out Nora. Why do you think I  put Nora with you?"