Page 59 of Demon Boss' Baby Load

Nat wobbled to his feet, pulling his underwear back on.

“You look beautiful,” Duke murmured. “All flushed like that. Like you’ve been thoroughly claimed.”

Nat blushed and reached for his abandoned clothes.

“Leave the suit here.” Duke closed the distance between them, helping Nat out of his vest and jacket. “I want to keep this around for a while longer.”

“Okay.” Nat struggled into his other pair of pants. When he wobbled, Duke steadied him and crouched to help Nat put on his shoes.

Nat stared. “You’re my boss.”

Duke looked up at him. “And?”

“You’re... kneeling at my feet.”

“And?” Duke grinned.

“My job is to help you. Not... not the other way around!”

Duke shrugged. “I do what I want.”

Then he leaned in, and nuzzled Nat’s hip. Nat’s heart stuttered.

Duke buttoned Nat’s shirt. He straightened Nat’s pants, too, and slipped his fingers down Nat’s waistband to make sure the shirt sat right on him. Like that was something every boss did. “There. Now you look completely put together.”

“Becauseyouwere the one who took me apart.”

Duke smiled with all his teeth. “I very much enjoy it when you shake apart on my cock.”

“Oh, gods,” Nat mumbled, his face burning. “I’m going! I’m going to do my job.”

He all but fled from Duke’s office, his heart thumping.

At his desk, he found that Hubrie had taken care of the few urgent tasks that had cropped up, leaving the bulk of new tasks in Nat’s inbox.

“You pleased him,” Hubrie said, smirking.

Nat ducked his head behind his laptop.

Duke’s chat popped up in the corner of his screen.

Duke B.:Before I forget, could you run this folder down to HR real quick? Shelby needs the documents by the end of today.

Nat W.:Ok

He slipped back into Duke’s office to pick up the folder; it smelled like sex in there. A lot of musk, sweat, and cum. Duke looked up and shot him a toe-curling smile, before turning back to his screen.

“Do I look okay?” Nat asked Hubrie when he’d left the office with the folder.

Hubrie studied him thoughtfully. “You look... ravished. But put back together.”

Nat groaned and rubbed his face. “I hope no one will look too hard.”

“If you duck in and out, I doubt they would.”

Nat checked himself in the mirrored walls of the elevator, running his fingers through his hair. At the HR department, he ducked down the grey aisles that all looked the same.

Maybe they needed a little more color in here. It would give the office so much more cheer.

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