Chapter 13

THE ASSISTANT

Jennie

Manhattan, New York

Subject: What I Need In Two Hours

The Lexington files. Transfer papers on the acquisition of Lerner and Taylor. Your front-list report. The notes from this afternoon's meeting.

Lisa Manoban

CEO, Manoban Publishing

I closed her email and sighed. I was starting to wish that she'd simply fired me. Ever since that meeting in her office two days ago, she'd been twice as domineering. Twice as unbearable.

It'd taken everything out of me not to walk out on the all-staff meeting when she purposely put me on the spot and asked me several questions about a book she knew I hadn't had the chance to read yet. Then again when she chastised me in front of everyone for submitting incomplete reports that weren't even due for another four weeks.

There was no way I was going to complete every objective in her most recent email within two hours, so I wasn't even going to try. I grabbed the work I'd already finished and headed up to her office, sending Jisoo an email on the ride up.

I didn't care if she caught this message on the company server or not.

Subject: Horrible Boss Typical A*hole Behavior Long Day = Wine. Stat!

I'm leaving work early today. Can I come over and drink wine at your place for the night?

Your bestie,

Jennie

Her response came through in seconds.

Subject: Re: Horrible Boss Typical A*hole Behavior Long Day = Wine. Stat!

Of course.

I'll head out now and buy your favorite.

Your bestie,

Jisoo

The second the elevator doors opened, I headed straight for her office and I didn't bother knocking.

I opened the door and saw her reading a book at her desk.

"May I help you with something, Miss Kim?" She looked up at me.

"Here is my front-list report." I slammed a huge binder of paperwork on her desk. "The Lexington report, what I managed to finish for it anyway, should be in your inbox within minutes."

"You didn't need to come up here to say that. You should've just sent me an email…" Her gaze went to my lips, but then she narrowed her eyes at me. "You know I hate when people come into my office without permission."

"You hate a lot of things." I shrugged. "Maybe you should just learn how to deal with them like everyone else. I'll be bringing my notes from this afternoon's meeting up here when I finish—without knocking, since I'll probably have to bring you a late lunch, and then I'm officially done for the day."

"No." She flipped a page in her book. "You'll just think you're done for the day. I need you to stay until eight o'clock today."

"I can't," I said firmly. "I have plans."

"I know," she said, putting down her novel. "Your plans involve staying here until eight o'clock."

"Ms. Manoban…" I looked her right in the eyes. "With all due respect, which you deserve none of after the way you've treated me this week, I'm not staying today. I don't have time. And actually, you know something else?" I knocked the folder I'd just set on her desk onto the floor, sending hundreds of loose report sheets to the floor. "I'm not going to pick that up, and I'm not going to do anything else today. I'm going home. Now."

"Miss Kim…" She gritted her teeth. "Don't make me—"

"What? Fire me? Please do." I turned away from her and rushed out of her office with my blood boiling and my frustration at an all-time high.

Seething, I took the steps down to my office and slammed the door shut. I logged into my scheduling portal and sent email cancellations for the remainder of my meetings. I also sent Human Resources a message that confirmed I was leaving early for "personal reasons" and that I may need to request additional time off in the coming days.

I made sure all the emails went through, and then I shut down my computer and closed all of the binders on my desk.

As I was slipping into my coat, my door swung open and Lisa stormed inside my office.

"Going somewhere?" She hissed, clenching her jaw. "Did you not hear what I said when we were upstairs?"

"I did." I picked up my scarf. "Did you not hear what I said? I'm. Leaving. You can stand there and threaten me with your stares all you want, but I'm going home."

"Jennie…" She shut the door and locked it, then she stepped toward my desk. "I'm not going to ask you to stay here again."

"Good." I shrugged. "Then that makes it that much easier for me to leave." I slung my purse over my shoulder and headed for the side door, but she grabbed my elbow from behind and spun me around to face her.

"Why are you being so goddamn difficult?" She pressed her forehead against mine. "I really need you to stay here with me today…"

"Then I need you to give me a worthwhile reason to."

Her lips suddenly crashed against mine and her arms went around my waist, her fingers deftly unfastening the belt of my coat. Keeping her mouth against mine, she pulled open my lapels and pushed the coat off my shoulders and onto the floor.

Biting my bottom lip, she slid her hand up my dress, slowly tearing off my soaked panties. She kissed me until I was breathless, gently pushing me backward and against my desk.

Briefly letting my lips go, she pushed all of my binders and files onto the floor. My office line began to ring, and she immediately knocked the phone to the floor, too.

Without saying a word, she grabbed me by my waist and lifted me up, firmly planting me on the face of my desk. My bare ass cheeks hit the cold metal and I sucked in a breath as I caught sight of her hardened cock through her pants.

"Spread your legs for me," she commanded.

The sound of people talking outside my office made me want to jump up, but she placed her hand against my stomach and stared into my eyes.

"They won't be able to hear us," she whispered. "Do what I told you to do. Now."

I slowly moved my legs apart and she loosened her tie, keeping her gaze between my thighs.

She stepped between my legs and pressed her thumb against my swelling clit, applying just enough pressure to make me murmur.

"I need you to promise me that you're not going to scream," she said. "They will hear that…"

I nodded, unable to respond as she bent down and sucked my clit into her mouth. "Can you promise me that, Jennie?"

"I…" I nodded again, breathing slowly as she blew against my skin. "Yes…I promise I won't…Scream when you fuck me…"

"I wasn't referring to when I fucked you." She lifted her head up, smirking. "I have to eat your pussy first." She suddenly grabbed me by my ankles and pulled me closer to the edge of the desk, quickly positioning both of my legs over her shoulders.

Without wasting another second, she buried her head between my legs and pressed her mouth against my pussy—sending every nerve in my body into overdrive. Her tongue darted against my clit relentlessly and I cried out as she slid two fingers inside of me, as she groaned.

My hands went to her hair—gripping it hard as I begged her for mercy, but she continued to torture me with pleasure. In between moans, I threatened to scream, but she only laughed and the strokes of her tongue became more powerful.

As her hands held my legs steady against her mouth, I felt myself on the verge of an orgasm, felt my entire body beginning to shake.

"Lisa, I…I…" I struggled to get another word to fall out of my mouth. My body convulsed against the desk, forcing me to break my promise and scream so loudly I was sure everyone on the floor could hear me.

I felt her pressing her fingers against my mouth, heard her commanding me to be quiet, but I shut my eyes and tossed my head back—losing all control.

I wasn't sure how long I continued to shake, or if any of my coworkers heard me, but when I opened my eyes again, my legs were still around Lisa, and she was staring at me.

I thought she was going to say something, to find a way to break our heated silence, but she simply moved my legs from around her shoulders and unbuttoned her pants. My eyes widened as far as they could go as she pulled out her cock, as I realized she was thicker and more well-hung than I'd imagined.

She smiled at my shocked reaction, tipping my chin up with her fingertips. "Bend over the desk."

I gasped. "What?"

"You heard me." She grabbed my hands and pulled me up. Then she gripped my hips and spun me around so my back was to her front. "Bend over the fucking desk."

Slowly obliging, I pressed my chest against the metal.

I heard the sound of her pants hitting the floor, the sound of her unwrapping a condom. From behind, she slowly pushed my dress up to my waist.

Slapping my ass, she slowly slid her huge cock into me, inch by inch.

Moaning, I struggled to maintain my balance as I adjusted to her impressive length.

When she was completely inside of me, she grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled my head back until our eyes met, whispering, "Is this how I fucked you in your fantasies?"

I didn't get a chance to answer. She pounded into me relentlessly, keeping one hand in my hair and slapping my ass each time I cried out.

She bit my shoulder as I said her name, as I shut my eyes once more and realized she was ten times better in reality than any fantasy I'd ever concocted.

She let go of my hair and slid a hand up to my breasts, squeezing them as she whispered, "I've wanted to feel your pussy on my cock ever since you started working here…"

I gasped, unable to react as my legs began to shake all over again.

"Lisa…Lisa…"

"Jennie…Jennie…" She mocked me, a slight smile in her voice.

"I…I…" I gripped the edge of the desk as she slapped my ass again. She whispered my name as the tremors continued to build inside of me, and I heard her say, "Wait for me," but I was already there.

My pussy throbbed in pleasure and another orgasm wracked its way through my body, leaving me limp and breathless against the desk. Leaving me wondering just how long she'd fucked me.

Holding me still, she found her own release seconds later, and I struggled to catch my breath.

The two of us remained entwined, and she kissed the back of my neck.

"Are you okay?" she asked softly.

I nodded.

"Can I let you go now?"

"No."

She let out a low laugh and held me against her longer, waiting until I gave her the okay to let me go. Kissing the back of my neck once more, she slowly pulled out of me and tossed the condom into the trash. Then she wrapped her arms around me and spun me around so I was propped against the desk.

As if she could tell I was unable to fully function on my own, she readjusted my dress and helped me into my coat. Then she ran her fingers through my hair and looked me over before picking up my heels and helping me slide into them.

"You should call your driver now," she said softly, picking up my desk phone from the floor and handing it to me. "I'll walk you downstairs."

I nodded and dialed my driver, watching Lisa slip into her pants and adjust her clothes. Her eyes never left mine, and as soon as my driver said, "I'll be downstairs in five," I hung up.

Lisa handed me my purse and I wobbled on my heels as I attempted to walk—earning a knowing, sexy smile from her. She pulled me against her side and thankfully walked me toward the freight elevators so no one would see us.

I avoided looking at her as we rode the elevator. I was in complete and utter shock that I'd actually fucked her, that the main character in all my fantasies had easily put every single one of those to shame with reality.

When we stepped outside together, I was immediately confused as to why the sky had fallen dark so quickly.

Lisa walked me right to the town car and opened the back door, waiting for me to get inside. She looked as if she expected me to say something, but for whatever reason, I could only think of one thing.

"Thank you for being so understanding, Ms. Manoban," I said, not wanting to give the driver any type of impression about what the hell had just happened between us.

"For understanding what, Miss Kim?"

"That I wasn't staying until eight o'clock today. Glad we could come to that understanding."

A slow smile spread across her face and she glanced at her watch. "I think you're highly misinformed right now, Miss Kim. It's nine o'clock." She took one last look at me and shut the door. "See you Monday."