ONE WEEK LATER
“I really think this is a great offer,” Ron says, after he’s hung up the phone. “I think you should strongly consider taking it.”
I shake my head, angry that he would even suggest it.
“I don’t want to settle,” I tell him. “I want to win. You told me that we’re going to win.”
“We will,” he says. “Or at least, we probably will.”
“Probably? Since when did it change to probably? You and Asher were so certain just last week.”
“Look, Damien, we’re good lawyers who are doing the best we can,” Ron says, as if talking to a petulant child. “I can assure you that you’ve been in good hands and it remains that way still. But we didn’t have an offer like this on the table before. It just changes things.”
“How so?” I demand, resenting him for even suggesting I settle. Especially settle like this.
I want a drink, even though I don’t drink. I want to run a marathon. I want Katie.
I need Katie.
Now more than ever.
I’d done a good job of keeping things professional all week long. I know that if I take her again, I’m going to want to make her mine for real. And that’s a fucking scary thought. I was trying to wait until my trial is over to even let my mind wander of in that direction.
Of commitment. Of a real relationship.
Something I never thought I’d have and apparently, she doesn’t either. If she would even want me in that way. I don’t even know.
I still can't believe how far we'd come. She was an unruly employee so I had had to discipline her. I just didn't know she'd enjoy it so much. That as I was spanking her bare, red ass, she'd cry out "More, Boss." And that I'd want to keep giving it to her.
“You can never be certain at trial,” Ron says. “Accepting a settlement would give us absolute certainty. You could walk away without any unknowns.”
“Yeah, and without my dignity and integrity,” I tell him, getting up from my chair. “And everything else that matters the most to me.”
“Damien, where are you going?” Ron calls after me as I head down the hall. “Just think about it. Please.”
“I’ll think about it,” I assure him.
But first I need a distraction.
When I get back to my office, Katie’s there. She’s sitting in my computer chair and she looks up at me with such an innocent, happy grin that I know I’m making the right decision by coming to her. Even though I know it means giving her my heart.
I close and lock the door to my office. At first I chuckled to myself when I found out that the doors here have locks— of course they do. But I wasn’t going to be one of those guys. A guy who would have sex in his office. Until I got with Katie and started doing a lot of things I never thought I’d do before.
“I need you,” I tell her, picking her up and putting her on my desk. “I need you right now.”
She looks surprised, but happy.
“But there are people around…” she says, looking towards the door.
“Shhh,” I tell her, placing my hand over her mouth. I’m always having to do that to her. But I fucking love it. “Are you going to let me fuck you or not?”
“Yes, Boss,” she says, as I unzip my fly and put on a condom. She’s sitting on my desk and straddling me.
I pause and look into her eyes. I know this is for us. This is what will make us the couple we were meant to be but were both fighting against becoming due to our own inner demons.
I pull her panties to the side and enter her, fast and strong, looking down at her with my hand still on her mouth.
“Are you going to let me take you anytime and anywhere I want?” I ask her, as I thrust in and out of her.
“Yes, Boss,” she moans.
“Are you going to be my employee as well as my slutty little girlfriend?”
“Yes, Boss,” she says, smiling up at me at the way I said “girlfriend.”
“And when I come and fuck you on my desk in the middle of the day where anyone walking by could come in and see us, what are you going to say?”
“More, Boss,” she says, as she closes her eyes and lets out a soft groan. “I’m coming. I’m coming right now.”
I pump in and out of her until her orgasm is done and then I decide I just have to have more of her right now. I know it’s risky but I don’t care.
I pick her up and turn her around so that her ass is sticking up in front of me. I pull her thong all the way over to the side and spread her pussy and her ass wide open so I can get a really good look.
I take off my tie and use it to bind her hands to the chair on the other side of my desk.
I stick my cock inside her pussy and fuck her more, banging her pelvis against my desk.
“Are you going to let me tie you up and take you any time I want, right here in my office?” I ask her.
“Yes, Boss,” she says.
“I can take your pussy and then later I’ll take your ass?”
“Yes, Boss,” she says, her breath quickening, betraying fear mixed with excitement.
“It’s going to hurt,” I tell her, sticking a finger in her ass hole. “Whenever I do it, it’s going to hurt.”
“Oh, my god,” she says, pulling closer to the desk. “That does hurt.”
“Don’t pull away from me,” I tell her, grabbing her hips and pulling her back closer to me as I fuck her pussy. I grab her hair and pull on that too. “What do you say when your boss does what he wants to you?”
“More, Boss,” she says, panting and trying not to be too loud.
I can tell she’s on the verge of coming again and I am too. I do want to take her ass right here on my desk but that can wait until another time. Right now, I need the sweet release of an orgasm.
“I’m coming in your pussy,” I tell her, as I explode.
“I’m coming too,” she says, moaning. “It feels so good when you come in my pussy. Come more, Boss. Come more.”
“I am,” I tell her, knowing I’ll be coming more for her for a very long time. “Your boss is coming more for you.”
We hurry to put ourselves back together before anyone can find us. I’m sure that Ron is awaiting a decision about the settlement offer in my case. But I need to get out of here.
“Come on,” I say, grabbing Katie’s hand. I need to take her with me.