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“Where is my goddamn
diary?” I screech. I place my hands on my hips and tap my foot, trying to keep
from putting it in his ass.
He stands up from the desk and tucks his phone back in his shorts, leans
down with his hands in his pockets and whispers in my ear. “I put it somewhere
safe, Sadie.” His confidence wraps around me. My name sounds rich and warm on
his perfect lips, like eating warm fudge on a cold night.
“Give me my shit back! You lied and said you haven’t seen it. Asshole!”
He grabs my half-bottle of grapefruit juice from my desk and guzzles it down,
then tosses the bottle in the waste bin. “I never told you that.” He pauses for
a few beats. “How would you feel if I wrote those things about you? And you
found out about it?”
I don’t respond. Guilt washes over me like a tidal wave. I shouldn’t feel
guilty about what I wrote, those words weren’t meant for anyone to see.
“I asked you a question, and I expect an answer,” he demands, and his words
cause my chest to clench. I never like taking orders from anyone, but the way
he says those words massages my ears.
“I'm your boss, remember?” My words come out shaky and small.
“Technically, but your dad writes our checks, not you, Thumbelina.”
“Embarrassed.” I finally answer his question.
Just shoot me now and put me out my misery.
“I jacked off in the shower a few times thinking about what you wrote about
me.” He steps closer to me, and I step back, leaning against my desk. He yanks
my ponytail gently, exposing my neck, and his eyes stay clinging on my mouth. I
swallow thickly and hard, and I feel my pulse throbbing in my neck. His soft
and supple lips trail down my neck like soft flower petals massaging my skin.
My sex becomes wet and needy. So needy.
“I want your lips bruised and red from you sucking my dick. I want your pussy
swollen. I want to fill your virgin mouth, pussy, and ass with my cum.”
His warm breath tickles my cheek, and the hair on my skin stands at attention.
“I’m starving for your pussy. You wouldn’t deny a starving man, now would you?”
Then he studies my reaction; my breath hitches. I’ve never had a man to talk
dirty to me and his mouth is dirtier than Flint water.
“I guess you’ll have to starve.” I shrug. “When aliens land on our planet, then
I might consider.” My voice is constricted with nervous.
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