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Boss Lady Pt. 2

Mercedes let off a slight whimper as Sam moved to her ear. "Tell me what you need from me Ms. Jones…let me release your stress."

She stared at him moaning out. "Sam we can't…"

"Why not? We are both adults here, and last I checked there was nothing wrong with that." He said nipping at her neck.

She bit her bottom lip looking at him. "Sam…"

"Ms. Jones, when you hired me, you hired me to go above and beyond. To make sure all your needs have been met and it seems I have been slacking on the job." He pulled away and nipped at her bottom lip. "So sit back and let me do my job Ms. Jones."

She wanted to protest but his hands were moving up her thighs and it had been so long since she felt a man's touch. Its why she started her own sex toy business.

Sam let his hands go further up her thighs as he pulled her into a deep kiss, hungrily tasting her. His tongue caressing hers, as they fought for dominance. His hands moved to grab her ass, squeezing with both hands as he pulled her closer to him.

"So sexy." He said moving to her neck. "When was the last time a man worshiped at your feet?" He asked, sucking at the pulse in her neck.

"Sam…" she whimpered. "It's been so long." She confessed.

"Then let me have you Mercedes." He asked, staring at her.

She shivered, the walls falling the moment he nipped her bottom lip. She attacked him, her hands going to his shirt, unbuttoning it and tossing it to the side. "Did you lock the door?"

"Yes." He said, his hands pulling her shirt out of her skirt, unzipping it. "You have teased me week after week with these skirts. My eyes glued to your ass. And these blouses, so silky smooth, but they got nothing on your skin."

Mercedes moaned out as Sam removed her clothing little by little until she was bare in front of him, except for her heels.

As he quickly removed the rest of his clothing, he lifted her, carrying her and putting her on top of the bookshelf behind him, it was his fantasy to fuck her there since he walked into the office.

Without giving her a chance to pull back or say this was a mistake, he ran the tip of his cock over her heated core. "You ready for me Ms. Jones?"

"Yes." She hissed.

Sam pulled back, staring at her as he pushed inside of her gently, inch by delicious inch. The moment she felt him hit her spot, she gripped onto his back, pulling him closer to her.

Sam got lost in the feel of her, in the moment, being with her felt complete, it felt right and he knew this was not going to be the last time.

Sam sat back taking a sip of his beer, having Mercedes give in was everything he wanted, and it was even better than he thought it would be. And now he didn't know where they went from there. After they were done, she kissed him good night and left.

"Evans you've been nursing that beer for the last hour, what's on your mind?"

Sam looked over to Puck, his roommate. "It's my boss."

"That sexy momma. She still making you sweat? I feel sorry for you man, cause when we have our meeting, I'm gonna make sure she knows she can ride this Puckerman train any time she wants."

"Man shut the hell up!" Sam said, throwing his empty can at him. "I told you she is off limits, plus if you want Mercedes to invest in your company, then you need to man up."

"What?" He asked, looking at him.

"I said that you need to make sure you are on your game. Mercedes is a tough business woman, you can't go in there flirting, you can't go in there being Puck, you have to be Noah, or you, Jake, Blaine and I will lose all the money we invested in this thing."

There was a knock on the door, and Puck went to answer it. Blaine walked in carrying a box. "Okay I picked up everything you guys will need from the warehouse, are you sure you don't want me to come with you tomorrow?"

"Naw you have that meeting with our supplier, if we run into trouble Sam will be there." Puck said. "Now if you will excuse me I need to talk to Jake and then I have to meet Sugar."

Sam sighed watching him walk away. "I know they started this thing and we came in to make it better, but I swear sometimes I feel he wants to get laid more then he wants to make his business a success."

Blaine looked at him and frowned. "Whats up?"

"What?"

"Come on Sam, you look a mess. And we all need you on your game. You are the one who convinced your boss to do this for us."

"Because it is a good idea. A great one in fact. But that doesn't mean that I am still not worried."

"Nah see you might be a little worried about the meeting but from the looks of all the beers you've been downing, and the ratty clothes you been sitting around in this weekend that you got girl problems."

Sam ran his hands over his face, scratching at his stubble. "I hooked up with my boss." He said exhaling.

Blaine moved closer to him. "Come again?"

"She did…a lot." Blaine shot him a look and Sam continued. "We kissed, and when i went to talk to her about it Friday I fucked her on every hard surface in her office. But then she just said goodbye and left."

"I mean, was it any good?"

"Indescribable. I have never felt so at home inside of a woman. But I don't know where to go from here."

"Well you can talk to her and risk her telling you it was a mistake.

"Or?" Sam asked.

"Or you could rock her world again, give her something she can't say no to. Do something she wants, likes."

Sam smiled. "I think you just gave me everything I need to prove to her that this wasn't a mistake. Thanks dude. Also like please put that box in my car, you know Puck gets drunk off his own product." Sam laughed.

After a sleepless night Mercedes walked into the office determined to talk to Sam. After what happened in her office, all over her office, she didn't know what was going to happen. If the sex was bad that would be one thing, but it was amazing. He played her body like the perfect melody.

And it was taking everything in her not to show up at his place for a reply. Sighing she ran her hands through her hair. She couldn't talk to her girls because she knew what those Pervs would say, ride him into the sunset.

Choosing her look carefully, she wore a form-fitting royal blue dress, that clung to her breast and hips, but flared out at her thighs.

The matching heels, natural make up and letting her hair fall over her shoulders in curls completed the look. Not only was she seeing Sam the first time since they hooked up in her office, she had a meeting with the Puckerman brothers.

She really should keep her wits about her, this merger could be really great.

As she made it past Sam's desk, she was surprised to see that he wasn't there, and with both Jake and Noah Puckerman sitting in the waiting area, she grew confused.

"Jake, Noah Puckerman right? I noticed you from your photos. Sam speaks very highly of you."

"He speaks highly of you too." The older of the two said. "He also said you would be right in, but he didn't tell me how beautiful you were."

Brushing off his comment she glanced around the room. So Sam was there, somewhere. "He also said that your product is a must-have for the future of Mercy's Intimates, so, come on in my office so we can go over the numbers."

She led them to her desk and noticed Sam had gotten her coffee, so he must have been in the bathroom or something. Shutting her office door, she had the men sit and she grabbed her phone, sending Sam a text.

"If you just give me a moment." She said to the men.

M: Come on in once you get back to your desk.

S: Sorry, don't think I can do that. And whatever you do, don't scream.

Mercedes raised her eyebrow at his text. Don't scream? What the hell did that mean?

"Okay, well lets get down to business." She said, grabbing her coffee, she took a sip as she felt a pair of hands slide up her thighs.

She yelped, as strong hands held her in place. Noah looked up at her. "Is everything okay?"

Her phone went off and she looked at it.

S: Thought I asked you not to scream

She cleared her throat. "Yes everything's fine, the coffee was just hot. So you want Mercy's Intimates to invest in Puckerman Industries, why?"

"Yes, you know we only sell the best in alcohol and chocolates and you are the go to for intimate pleasures I am sure we can figure out something."

Mercedes nodded as she reached for the folder Sam prepared for her, and it was at that moment Sam spread her thighs, running his tongue across her panty-covered slit.

"Ohhh- boy my assistant should be here he had a great ummm idea." She bit back a moan as he ran his thumb over her clit. "He umm." She shook it off. "He was saying that we could use your products in an ultimate date night experience, we provide the toys and lace, you provide the snacks.

It's a gift basket that people could buy on Holidays. You know Valentine's Day, Birthdays, maybe even Christmas and date night" She said trying to distract herself.

Her thighs quaked as he pushed a finger inside of her and she bit back a moan, watching the brothers discuss something. Her hands gripped the arms on her chair as she fought the urge to just say "fuck it" and give in.

"Do you have a prototype?" Jake asked.

Mercedes nodded, hitting the call button. "Nia please come in here."

Sam pushed deeper inside her as Nia, another assistant walked in. "Nia please take the Puckermans downstairs, ask Kurt to show them the basket." She hissed out. "Once you are finished we can go over the numbers. We can make sure that this works for all of us."

They nodded and walked out following after Nia. Once the door closed she swallowed. "You are crazy!" She whimpered.

"Crazy about you…now." He said, adding another finger. "Let me finish, the Puckermans will be back soon." Sam said from under her desk.

He spread her legs wider, moving her panties to the side and running his tongue over her clit causing her to slam her fist on the table. "Yes Sam! Yes!"

Mercedes let her head fall back as he took her higher and higher. This was reckless, her door wasn't locked, anyone could walk in and she didn't care at all. As she came, harder than she ever had before, she pulled Sam up from under the desk.

"That was…"

"Just the beginning." Sam said running his hands down her body, straitening out her dress. "Have dinner with me tonight."

She looked at him chewing her bottom lip. "I don't know."

"Baby you gotta stop chewing those lips," Sam said, and when she looked at him quizzically, he placed her hand on his cock. "Any attention you draw to your mouth, and he stands at attention.

Mercedes stared up at him, licking her lips again as she stroked him. "I do that to you?"

"Yes…" He breathed letting his eyes close as she unbuttoned his pants and gripped him firmly.

"Well it's only fair I help get him back down, right?" She asked falling to her knees.

"M-ms. Jones?" Sam hissed starting down at her.

Running her tongue over the tip of his cock, she groaned at the taste before taking him deep, all the way to the back of her throat. She knew they didn't have time to waste, she also knew that this was probably wrong. In truth, she was 37 years old and Sam was early 20's. She should be looking for the real thing, not a fling, but Sam was so damn sexy, it was worth it.

"Fuuccckkk!" Sam moaned running his hands through her hair. "If you keep that up I won't last."

"That's the point." She traded working him over and over until he came down her throat. She smiled as he limped against her desk, putting him back in his pants and fixing his belt.

"So you wanted to go to dinner?"

These two... lawd!