Page 4 of Lady Boss (Itty Bitty Delights)

Abandoning my dumplings, I get up from my chair and walk around her desk. Her gaze is cautious as she watches me. She swivels her chair around. “What are you doing?”

Once I’m in front of her with my legs brushing her closed knees, I reach out a hand and slide my fingers through her hair.

“Hands off, Kai,” she warns and tries to pull away.

I grip the strands tighter, stopping her from moving and force her head back further.

“Since you claim to still see me as a boy, I think it’s only fair you give me the chance to show you just how much of a man I am. I may be over a decade younger than you, but I guarantee I can make you scream louder than any man your age has before.”

She bares her teeth. “How dare you,” she bites out.

“Oh, it’s so much more than a dare, Penelope. I plan to have you beneath me, begging me to take you over and over again, very soon.”

She tries to pull her head away again, and I only tip her head back even more so she’s looking straight up. Seeing the mark on her neck that I left earlier has my cock growing painfully hard. I want to leave more. I want to cover every inch of her body with my marks.

“I’ve got news for you. I’ve never begged for anything in my life, and I certainly will never beg you.”

I flash my teeth at her. “You’ll beg and beg and beg, and only when you’ve done it to my satisfaction will I give you what you want.”

“Let me go, Kai.”

Instead of doing what she says, I grab her hand from the arm of her chair and press it against my cock. It pulses in need at her touch.

“Admit it, baby,” I taunt. “You want this cock buried deep inside your tight pussy just as badly as I want to give it to you.”

“I don’t want that,” she says stubbornly.

She contradicts her words by curling her fingers around the rigid length of my shaft. I’m not sure she even realizes she’s doing it.

I lean over her and run my nose up her neck until I reach her ear. “So, if I were to slip my hand underneath that tight skirt, I wouldn’t find you soaked?” I drop my hand from hers on my cock then grin against her neck when she doesn’t take it away. “I bet it wouldn’t take much convincing to have you sucking my cock to the back of your throat.”

A strangled grunt comes from her and her hand twitches against my cock. A chuckle leaves me before I lay a gentle kiss against her neck then stand back up straight. I let her hair go.

Her eyes blaze with a mixture of heat and anger, and I’m pleased to find her cheeks a cherry red and her breaths coming faster than normal. The combination is hot as fuck. I’m tempted to pick her up from her chair, spin her around, lift her skirt, and plow the fuck out of her pussy.

“Get the hell out of my office,” she spews. She looks like she’s two seconds away from kneeing me in the balls, so I decide now is a good time to leave.

“Lunch tomorrow, same place?” I ask once I’m halfway across the room just to rile her some more.

Her eyes turn to slits and she picks up her container of food. I sidestep the flying chicken and dumplings just in time for it to land against the door. It splats all over the carpeted floor.

I raise a brow, my lips twitching. “Should I send Maggie in here to clean that up when she gets back from lunch?” Her capped water bottle is thrown next. I laugh as I dodge it as well. “Guess not.”

When she picks up her fork, I get the hell out of Dodge. It doesn’t matter if it’s plastic or not; I’m not entirely sure she wouldn’t stab me with it.

---