Page 211 of Savage Bosses

I scribble a small note on the pad I'm using. "What about that Jake guy? Wasn't he given one too?"

"He was the very first one. Not worried about him right now. We're in talks for a new building for the warehouse workers. It's modern with better air conditioning and more safety features. With the new machinery, there should be a lot less casualties than there are now," Haddon adds. "Less people are getting hurt since we slowed down production and improved airflow. One supervisor I spoke with told me he's happy to come into work now."

I check the statistics in front of me. "It looks like in this short time, everything's already looking up. Employees seem to be happier and as a result, so are the customers. When we get everyone moved, we'll end up saving a substantial amount of money. If we keep at this rate, we'll make back the money we put into this company in five years."

We continue talking about the new company and other ventures when Nixon strolls in the door. She's wearing a dark-blue, flouncy, knee-length skirt that bounces around her as she walks. The white shirt she has looks like a plain shirt at first glance, but it crisscrosses over her body and is tucked in the top of the skirt. A large black belt accentuates her waist, and she's wearing a pair of dark-blue stilettos. Her legs are amazing! I love running my hands up her legs. I'm adjusting my pants just thinking about it.

She sets down the folders she's holding and the briefcase she has on the desk before turning to us. "I sat with Raven in accounting, and she's working up the numbers for the new consult you're taking on, Drew. She also told me she's been contacted outside of work, offering money for information."

"What type of information?" Haddon asks. She gives him a look, and Haddon growls. "Something told me we should have let his business go under. He has our money in his pockets and is still a pain in our asses."

Nixon sighs and props herself on the corner of the desk, crossing her arms. "I need a vacation. This shit is getting to be a little too much for me."

Haddon jumps out of his seat and strolls over to Nixon. "Come on, let me get you relaxed." He grabs her hand and leaves the room.

I guess we're at the end of the meeting now.

Haddon herds me into the back, stopping at one of the doors, pulling me against him. His head tilts down, and he whispers growls in my ear, "I'm going to flip this skirt over your head and fuck you till you scream. Are you ready?"

"Yes," I whisper as my core clinches.

Opening the door, he takes me over to the side of the couch. "Bend over and place your hands on the arm of the couch." I obey and immediately feel the air as my skirt stops covering me. He yanks my black lace panties off, almost ripping them. Then his finger runs down from the top of my ass, down to my clit, stopping to dip into my pussy. I squeeze around him. "Spread your legs."

I comply.

The jingle of his belt buckle signals him removing his pants, and his hand slaps my ass right before he grips my hip and slowly slides inside. My eyes close as I squeeze his girth inside me. I let out a small moan as he slowly slides out and slams into me again. As he continues to pound my pussy, he slaps my ass again, and I bite my lip because I know there's more to come.

He fills me over and over again, pushing me to the limits of what I can take, before screaming. Leaning over my back, he tells me, "Give me what I want, and I'll give you what you want. What you're needing right now. I feel your pussy vibrating around me, so I know you're ready to come. I'll be so happy to press on that pearl to give you release. Now give me that scream."

I resist, grinding my teeth as he stands back up, fucking me with everything he has. His thumb inserts into my ass, and he twirls it. I scream, and his other hand applies hard pressure to my clit. I scream again as my pussy flexes around him again and again. He pushes into me twice more and with a roar, I feel him pulse inside me, giving me all he's got.

I fall forward, and he falls on me, still inside me. After we catch our breaths, he starts slowly, stroking and massaging me from the inside, while his fingers work my clit. The buildup is quick as well as falling over. He releases again as I release and after, he lifts me, sitting on the couch with me on his lap. "Damn, woman, I can never get enough of you." His lips meet mine in a gentle kiss, then he hugs me close to him. My head goes on his shoulder, and I close my eyes.

Only a couple of months, and this has been the best relationship I've ever had.

Jake:We need you to come right now. Otium Restaurant. If you don't know where it is, look it up.

Sliding my blazer over my shoulders, I grab my things and head for the door.

"Where are you going?" Haddon asks.

I hold up my phone. "Where do you think? You need to end this shit. I'm tired of it."

"We're working with the lawyers in France and a few other people. This should all be over in the next couple of weeks," Marsten tells me.

I check the recording devices they send me out with. "I hope you're working with the ones here too. There has been so much fraud committed, both need to do jail time in both countries. Along with sexual harassment charges." I shudder at the thought of Smarmy touching me and now Jake too.

"You're the one who almost slept with him," Drew accuses.

I shake my head. "Don't go there. I was horny and desperate because of you three. You wouldn't give me a day off. I was tired of my BOB."

"BOB?" Haddon asks. Drew and Marsten's hands go over their mouths, laughing.

I giggle. "Battery-operated boyfriend. You know, my vibrator?"

Recognition comes over his face. "Ohhhh!" Then he brightens up. "We saved you from that fate then, didn't we?"

"You most certainly did. I'm happier for it, and I hope you're all happier for it." I give them a cheeky smile and make my way out of the door.

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