Misadventures with the Boss (Misadventures Book 11) by Ryan Kendall

Author:Ryan, Kendall [Ryan, Kendall]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781947222823
Publisher: Waterhouse Press
Published: 2018-04-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Piper

“You don’t think someone will notice us leaving together?” I asked hesitantly.

Of course, I knew by now that not only had this thought never occurred to him, but even if it had, it wouldn’t have made the slightest difference in his plans. Around here, he had rule of the roost, and if he wanted to sleep with his assistant, there was nothing anyone or anything could do to stop him.

I, on the other hand, didn’t exactly feel like walking past the herds of whispering secretaries every day on my lunch break, and I certainly didn’t need anyone thinking I kept my job because I was sleeping with the boss.

Maybe he was the ruler of everything around here, but when it came to this arrangement?

He was going to play by my rules.

As I stared at his Greek God face, I found myself wavering.

Okay, so I was going to try to get him to play by my rules.

“And if they do?” he asked, his eyebrows raised.

“Look, you said we weren’t going to do this on business time.”

“We’re not. Your lunch hour is yours to do with as you please. Unless, of course, you’d rather not.” His luscious mouth tipped up in a mocking grin.

He knew my answer as well as I did. I wanted to go. Wanted him. Even if it was the worst idea in the world.

And now, with his mahogany desk between us serving as a vivid reminder of all the ways he could work my body into throes of ecstasy…

“Fine,” I found myself saying, despite my reservations. “I’ll leave for my lunch break,” I said, lowering my voice. “In ten minutes, you can leave too and then meet me in the bar at the hotel.”

“Are you always going to be so clandestine about this?” he teased. “Should I call you by another name when I see you?”

Ignoring that, I said, “See you there.”

Then, turning on my heel, I made for his door, but not before he added, “When I see you there, you’d better not be wearing panties under that skirt.”

An ache of need rose between my thighs and I gave him a brief nod before striding past my desk and practically sprinting into the elevator.

Suddenly I felt like a runner racing toward the finish line, and as people shuffled in and out of the elevator car with me, I barely noticed them. All I could think was how I was going to find the nearest bathroom to slide off my tiny black thong…and what he was going to do when he found out I’d followed his instructions.

In a flash of memory, I thought of the way he’d used my skirt as an anchor, pulling himself deeper and deeper into me. Maybe he’d do that again?

But no. Jackson didn’t seem like the sort of man who followed a routine. So far, he’d blown my mind on so many levels, my head was spinning.

The elevator dinged, and I realized I’d finally reached the ground level of the office building.

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