The next day, I meet with the partners in the main conference room. They’re unsure as to why I’ve called them into this meeting, but they can tell they’re about to hear something good just by the look on my face.

“What’s with the shit-eating grin, Ashdown?” Cameron asks, leaning against the table. He looks at me with pure amusement.

“Yeah, why did you call us in here?” Asher asks, looking at me curiously. “It better be good. I was busy not getting work done.”

I can’t help but laugh at the joke.

“Well, I just wanted to let you know that Grace and I are officially together,” I say and wait for their reactions.

“I’m glad to hear everything worked out,” Tim says, sincerely. Steve looks more surprised but takes it in stride.

“You knew this was going to happen?” Steve asks Tim, sounding astonished. “Why didn’t anyone tell me? I’m trustworthy!”

“I knew he was planning on going after her,” Tim says, shrugging. “I didn’t know if he was going to get her or not. For all I know, he was coming in here to tell us he quit too.”

“Of course, he was going to get her! How could you ever question that?” Steve says, looking at me with that old hint of jealousy. “He gets every girl he lays his eyes on.”

“There’s only one girl I have eyes for now,” I say to them, but they don’t look entirely convinced.

“Whatever you say, man,” Asher says, getting up from the table and heading towards the door. “I’m just glad people are done talking about liabilities around here.”

“That’s the other thing,” I tell them, and they all turn around to look at me again. “I want her to have her old job back. It wasn’t fair she had to quit just because of me.”

Tim and Steve groan, but Garrett nods his head knowingly along with Asher and Cameron.

“I know what you mean,” he says. “And I think we can work something out. Right, guys?”

“What about Oliver?” Steve asks.

“I’m sure he can be a floater until someone else is in need of a permanent assistant,” I say. “And don’t worry, he’s a great one.”

“Well then, I guess that’s settled,” says Garrett, ready to get back to business— or, if I know him, to the golf course, or home with Carolina, since he can never stop fucking gushing about her.

“I’m just glad you’re over Shelley,” Tim says, also heading towards the door. “She really laid you out. This girl better not do the same.”

“She won’t,” I say, confidently, and I follow them out of the conference room.

When I get back to my office, Grace is there waiting for me. I pull her into my arms and kiss her deeply, pulling her tightly to me.

“How did they take it?” Grace asks, pulling away from me. She runs her finger along my bottom lip. I nip at her touch, making her smile.

“Well, they were just glad to know I hadn’t created a liability for them,” I say, with a large smirk on my face. One that might be considered shit-eating. “They’re fine with you coming back, and I’m sure they’ll have you fill out the requisite HR paperwork with Monique. And they were glad that I was done fooling around at work. Little do they know that it’s still going to happen,” I say and Grace raises her eyebrows at me. “But only with you.”

“Good answer,” Grace says, wrapping her arms around me. “So, tell me. Are you a man of your word?” Grace asks, running her hand down my leg.

I jump at the touch and smile down at her, grabbing her ass. “You could say that again.”

I throw her up against the desk and fling her skirt up around her waist. I can’t help but silently bless the making of skirts. I’m pleasantly surprised to see her bare ass on full display right in front of me.

“Well, someone thought they were going to get lucky today,” I say, teasingly and slap her ass gently. She giggles at my touch and turns her head toward me.

“I’d say you were about to be the lucky one,” She says, wiggling her ass.

“You can say that again,” I say, while plunging my fingers into her wet pussy.

I finger her for a bit, teasing her, until I turn her towards me and kiss her deeply. She grabs a hold of my tie and tugs me over to the sofa. She pushes me down on top of it and start rubbing my stiffening cocks with her now expert hands.

I was already mostly hard and she gets me all the way there. Then she begins licking the tip of my pulsating cock, taking in the pre-cum. I can’t help but smile as I remember when she wasn’t even sure what that was.

I hurry and put on a condom. She then slides onto my cock slowly, rocking back and forth in a teasing motion. She moves faster and faster with each passing moment and she grabs my hands and presses them on her firm breasts.

“Touch me, Boss,” she commands, and I say, “Hell yeah, you bad girl.”

I squeeze them gently and she leans forward and swings her boobs in my face. I take one of her nipples in my mouth and suck, hard, her back arching in response. She continues pounding her pussy up and down on my cock with growing vigor.

I watch her face as she reaches climax and she lets out a loud moan that I’m sure can be heard around the office. She slaps a hand to her mouth and I pull her down to me and kiss her. I can’t help but laugh.

She rides the wave of her orgasm and continues until I start to reach mine. Her second one comes just as mine does and I explode into the condom inside her, releasing the built-up tension. When we’re both finished, she slides off me and lays down beside me as I pull off the condom.

“You know, I meant what I said to Andrew,” I say, lying next to her naked body on the sofa. I stroke her hair as she plays with my fingers.

“What do you mean?” she asks, looking up at me.

“I’m going to give you a raise. You’re good at your job and you deserve it,”

“Thank you, Boyd,” Grace says, leaning up to kiss me. “I really appreciate that. I could maybe even find a place of my own.”

“That’s the idea. Unless we figure something else out, of course.”

She smiles. I know we’re going fast, but I don’t care. I’m fucking in love with her.

“And you’re also very good at making me happy,” I say, nuzzling my chin into the top of her hair, taking in the now familiar smell of her shampoo.

“Right back at you,” Grace says, moving closer to me.

There’s a knock at the door and we both jump. Grace scrambles to find her clothes, but I stop her. I want a few more minutes of peace with my love and her naked body.

“Mr. Ashdown,” Oliver’s voice calls from the other side of the door.

“Now’s not a good time, Oliver,” I call to him, hoping he’ll have his wits about him. “I’ve kind of got my hands full.”

At that, I grab Grace up in my arms and she squeals audibly. I put a finger to her lips to keep her quiet. She giggles uncontrollably.

A few minutes pass and I assume Oliver has gone back to his desk. Whether or not he heard us, I’ll have to determine later. But for now, it’s just Grace and I. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him,” I say, and kiss Grace on the lips.

And what Grace doesn’t know—that I have a little Christmas surprise up my sleeve for her—won’t hurt her either. In fact, I rather hope it will progress our relationship and help it along even further.