Page 11 of With Conditions

“I’m not sure, Mr. CEO, am I okay?” I charged over to the flowers that I just noticed as a new addition in his office. I imitated my earlier act of throwing the flowers at the glass door, only this time my aim was for his face. He ducked instantly, showing off his reflexes.

“Okay” he exhaled, “I get it, you’re pissed” trending his words lightly. He had his hands up in a defensive stance and was pacing backwards as my steps stalked towards him. Completely losing it I looked down at his desk which had a stack of papers. I picked it up and threw it at him. This time he didn’t duck and stopped facing me dead on.

“No, Miles… I’m not pissed, I am fucking furious that I hired ANOTHER shitty person.”

He tried taking a step forward to grab my shoulders.

“Get the fuck away from me,” I screamed.

“No, you will explain your unprofessional behavior.” He said, wrapping himself around me which I resisted for a moment but then, finding that it was worthless, gave into it.

“You want me to explain. How about we talk about it over the cookies your WIFE and Molly are making?”

His arms released me as he traveled over to the scattered papers laying around on the floor in disarray laughing.

“You’re laughing?” I gritted through my teeth, angry at his audacity.

“Miss Dash, sit.” he instructed, trying to hide his arrogance. I folded my arms on my chest staring in that ingenuous face. “The person you met this morning is Cora, Molly’s nanny. You said I couldn’t have her here anymore, and as a single father, I need someone to watch her.”

My heart sank as I looked at him, while he still fought the urge to laugh out loud. Looking around the room, which had now endured my anger, I felt mortified. How stupid was I to not even realize that he was a single dad? Did I just hire a single father and instead of asking what support he needed just expected him to stop bringing in his child? “Mile’s, I had no idea. I’m sorry, I feel horrible for how I acted.” Failing to come up with a resolution to show how truly sorry I was, I felt shame. “Molly is welcome here anytime.”

I dropped my arms and headed for the door before his well-built figure blocked me. He reached towards me, sensing how horrible I felt and within seconds, my mouth was into his. His kisses started softly, but as we began to entangle, they became more ferocious. He pushed the door with his foot in which I backed him into the wooden door. His office had windows, but they faced the outside of the back of the building. He switched the lock and lifted me when my legs wrapped around him. Slamming me hard on his desk, as if I was a rag doll for him, he quickly started tearing off my clothes. He panted, “Your anger excites me.”

Naked with his pants around his ankles, he flipped me over, exposing my back to him. His erection was hard, and my breast hit the cold glass table. I flinched as I felt his fingers inside of me. I was sore but my mind was ready for this. My body quivered as the first few pumps of his erection slammed inside me. It was pulsing with pleasure and pain at the same time. Facing the desk, I felt his hand making its way to my hair. He grabbed it hard and pulled back at the same time as he slammed into me deep again. I let out a quick squeal, and he moaned with excitement. He was fucking me long and hard. With every thrusts, I pulsated with delight. Finally, he reached down, still having a hand full of my hair, and smacked my ass hard. “Are you ever going to doubt me again?” He grumbled pulling out his erection.

“No,” I whispered barely processing a word he had said.

He slammed back into me hard. “I can’t hear you,” he muttered, pulling it out again.

“No,” I spoke louder as he grabbed my shoulder with the other hand, causing my hips to jump towards the desk with him in me deep and hard.

“That hurt’s so good,” I cried out just as I was getting ready to orgasm.

“You’re going to be a good girl, aren’t you?” he demanded now pulling my hips towards him in a thrusting motion. I cried out as I orgasmed before I could answer, and I felt his body tense. He slammed into me deep and hard a few more times before he pulled out and climaxed all over my back. He moved around the desk, and I felt the cold air hit my sore and satisfied pussy. Bending down to meet my eyes after he finished buckling his pants, he kissed me deeply before pulling away and leaving the office. I rolled over on his desk, feeling stupid, sore, and dirty.

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