Bullied by the Boss(8)

Rushing upstairs, he went to her floor, and found her door. Without waiting, he knocked.

She had gotten a good ten minutes on him, maybe a little longer.

Tapping his foot, his impatience was starting to get the better of him.

The door opened, and she stood on the other side.

Without waiting for her to invite him in, he pushed his way inside.

Classy, Rex. Real fucking classy.

"What the hell are you doing here?" she asked.

She was in a robe, and her hair was still falling around her in waves.

"We've got unfinished business."

Nora glared at him, and then at her door. "How do you know where I live?"

"Simple, I have my ways."

She shook her head. "PR, right? You've got someone there to give you the  access codes to the secure files. I know Frank doesn't allow everyone  to access them. Only he can, along with people in PR."

Okay, so maybe he didn't have many secrets, but he did have some. There were many people who worked in PR.

Nora pursed her lips, and rather than looking stern, to him she just looked cute.

"Arleen."

The smile on his face disappeared.

"Yep, she's the only one who would think you're a charming man." She folded her arms.

He didn't like that robe. It was too big and too bulky.

"What do you want?" she asked.

Her back was now to the door, so he stepped toward her. Still, she stepped back, and he'd been counting on it.

When her back finally hit the door, he slammed his hands either side of her face.

"You don't want to fuck in the office that is fine with me." He leaned  in close, and there was no denying the look of longing on her face. "But  this is happening."         

     



 

"No, it's not."

She didn't even sound convincing to herself, he saw it.

"Yeah, it is. If it wasn't going to happen, you wouldn't have responded.  Tell me right now your pussy isn't wet." Her thighs were squeezed so  tightly together, and she didn't say a fucking word. Rex smiled. "I get  it. I've fucked a great deal of sluts in that office, but you are not a  slut, are you? No, you're Nora Covington, the office princess, and I  don't mind that at all. In fact, when we're together, you're going to be  a princess to me."

She shook her head, but again she didn't say anything.

He took a strand of her hair, and teased it between his fingers. It was  soft as silk, and like this, falling all around her, she was beautiful.  He wanted this hair fanned out on his pillow as he drove inside her  again, and again. It was like every single fantasy was bombarding him  over and over again, driving him crazy with need.

"Nora is the kind of woman that you're loyal to. She's the kind of woman  that you feel guilty if you ever fuck another woman when she is yours."

Frank's words came back to him, and staring into her brown eyes, Rex saw the truth, and he understood it now more than ever.

This was why he hadn't wanted Nora near him. She was the complete  opposite of all the women he went for, so different that he had seen the  temptation. He had pushed her away, called her names, belittled her as  much as possible, and right now, he knew without a doubt that he  couldn't lose her.

Rex had been wanting her a long time, long before she became his PA, or  even Frank's. He had seen her when she had first started working  delivering mail. She had been so young then, and he'd watched her.

The years had done wonders for her. When she first arrived, she had been so nervous, and he'd seen it when he looked at her.

The young woman held a large stack of envelopes, and she smiled at everyone.

"Who's that?" he asked Carl.

"You don't know the cutie that started delivering mail?"

"All of my mail goes to my PA."

"Yeah, and she's so fucking dumb she probably tosses it all in the trash thinking it isn't important."

He couldn't argue there.

"Why does she smile a lot?" Rex asked.

"Because she's happy. She loves working here and has been here for about three weeks. I wonder who will ask her out first."

When Frank came toward her, and placed his arm around her, Rex didn't know what happened, but he just pulled himself back.

It wasn't because Frank had laid claim to her. No, it was because his  boss respected her, and he wasn't about to mess with that. He'd also  seen the way Lidia had fussed over her. Everyone knew that Lidia and  Frank didn't have any children. He had seen all of Lidia's maternal  instincts come out when she was around Nora.

"I'm not a princess, Rex. You shouldn't be here, and if Frank ever finds out what Arleen did, he is going to be pissed."

"You're not going to say anything."

"You're in my place right now-"

He cut her off. "Tell me to leave. Tell me to get the fuck out of your apartment."

Before she could even speak a word, he slid his hand under her robe, touching her bare pussy.

She gasped, and as he slipped a finger through her slit, she cried out.

"Well, well, well, you've been keeping secrets from me, Nora. We both  know you want me, and guess what? I want you, and I'm going to have  you."

Her glares were turning him on. Moving his other hand from her head, he  tugged on the belt of the robe, but she stopped him, holding his hands.

Didn't she feel that electricity? That pulse that bounced between them! He felt it, and had been ever since he met her.

She drew his gaze no matter where she went. The women over the years,  they were merely distractions. He had tried to forget about the pull of  Nora, the need that constantly filled him when he looked her way.  Nothing worked, and now, he was finally going to have her.

"I don't like you," she said through gritted teeth.

"But you want to fuck me. Admit it, you want to have my nice big cock, and you want to ride that frustration out on me."

Moving his hand from the belt, he gripped the back of her neck, and slammed his lips down on hers.

It was like he was drowning, being consumed by everything. The moment  his lips touched hers, everything started to fade, and all that remained  was the two of them.

"That's what I want, and you never know, you could find working for me fun."

Her hands had moved from her belt to his jacket, gripping his shoulders.  She looked torn, wanting to push him away but at the same time wanting  to draw him closer.         

     



 

Finally, with her distracted enough, he tore the robe open, and pushed  it off her body. She wore nothing, completely naked, and fuck if it  didn't turn him on even more.

He didn't step away. Releasing his jacket, he dropped it to the floor.  Next he unbuttoned his shirt, and finally, he shoved his pants down  until he was naked. They hadn't moved away from the doorway, and he  didn't mind that. She was trapped against him and the door.

Her nipples were hard, and her chest flushed. The scent of sex was heavy  in the air. His own arousal was evident as his cock stood out from his  body, rock hard.

Taking her hands within his, he started to walk back.

"This cannot go to the office," she said.

"It won't."

"I'm still leaving."

"I'm sure you are."

"I'm not some kind of toy."

He smiled. "I know you're not. While we play though, you belong to me. You'll be mine."

"What about you? Are you going to fuck everything that walks?" she asked.

"Nope. I will come to you whenever I need it, and believe me, babe,  you're going to give it to me, and you're going to want to give it to me  often." He kicked open a door, and found her bed. He noticed her space  was all light colors, bringing a homey and spacious feeling to her  apartment.

He spun her around, and dropped her to the bed. Pressing his lips  against hers, he moved her up the bed, urging her to go higher. Grabbing  her ankles, he spread her thighs, and heard her gasp. Her pussy was so  wet, and what surprised him even more was that she was bare. Not a  dusting of hair in sight.

"Now that is pretty." As he ran his fingers over her pussy, she moaned, and he slid a finger over her clit.

He couldn't resist a taste. Leaning forward, he held open the lips of  her sex, and swiped his tongue down the center. So tasty, so perfect,  and all his.

Chapter Five



I hate him.

He's a horrible human being.

He's mean.

He's a bully.

Holy shit, his mouth feels so good.

Nora cried out as he sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue  over the bud. She had to tell him the truth, and right now, she didn't  want to. Would he stop if he knew?

He sucked her clit into his mouth, using his teeth to create a bite of pain that had her sitting up on the bed.

"I could taste you all fucking night long. Come for me, baby," he said, stroking her clit with his tongue.

The only pleasure she had ever known was by her own hand, and this  …  it  was out of this world. There was no way she could fight the pleasure  building inside her, or deny how amazing it was.

Gripping the sheets beneath her body, she screamed his name as she came.  He didn't stop, continuing to lick and suck her pussy. Suddenly, he  stopped, easing between her legs.

"I'll be thinking about how sweet you taste while I'm trying to focus on a case."