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A Hard Bargain

... stare. "You're going to pay for what you've done, Sloane." I watched, wide-eyed, as he brought the pen to his lips and gave it a slow lick, adding his saliva to the wetness I'd left behind on the metal.

"Sir, please," I whimpered.

My boss flashed a devilish grin. "Oh, there's no need for 'Sir' any longer. You can call me Jack now because we're going to get to know each other a lot better."

Now I truly did feel on the verge of passing out. "What do you mean?"

"You obviously have more urgent matters than work to attend to tonight." Jack made a show of adjusting the bulge in his pants. "I'm going to help you with that."

As his meaning became perfectly clear, I couldn't hold back a gasp. Then my earlier rage returned with full force. "Oh, go to hell,Jack!" I shouted. His stunned expression gave me almost as much pleasure as his pen had. "I put up with far too much of your bullshit as it is. I'm not going to start fucking you, too. I quit!" I shook from the massive amount of adrenaline flooding my body, but I managed to hold my head high while striding past him.

"Sloane, wait," he said. While I longed to keep walking, I could already hear my mother's voice in my head:Do you understand how serious it is to get fired, Sloane? What were you thinking? I forced myself to stop and turn toward Jack. He held up his hands as if to placate me. "I'm not asking you to fuck me, okay? And I don't want to lose you; you're the best secretary I've ever had." I couldn't hide my ...

... surprise, for my boss had never complimented me before. "I'll make a deal with you." His stare moved slowly up and down my body. "If you let me eat your pussy, I'll give you Monday off."

For a moment, I was too shocked to form a reply. "Are you insane?" I finally shrieked.

"No, but I'm incredibly turned on after seeing you... doing what you were doing at my desk." Jack began stroking himself through his pants.

I hated this man. So why did his words send a current of lust directly between my thighs? My face flushed so deeply, I had to fight the urge to fan myself. "You're disgusting," I snapped. He started to speak, but I shushed him. "Make it MondayandTuesday," I continued, "and we have a deal."

That sly smile returned to Jack's lips. "You drive a hard bargain, Sloane. Monday and Tuesday it is. Now hop up on the desk and open those gorgeous legs for me."

"I want the light off," I told him. "People can see into your office."

Jack strode over to the window and closed the blinds. "Problem solved." He must have sensed my anxiety about being naked from the waist down with no darkness for cover, for he added, "No need to be shy. I saw everything when you were spread wide in my chair."

I shot him a dirty look. "Why did you come back here tonight, anyway?"

"I forgot my briefcase. You let me walk right out of here without it."

I hadn't even noticed his briefcase in the corner. "I'm not your wife," I retorted. "You have to take care of some things on your ...