"Hey, your back," I say in my sleeping voice. I set up on the headboard to get a better look at him.
He moves in closer and pulls my cheek. "Viya when I get out of the shower I need to talk to you about something, so stay up for me."
Why he always so serious. Now what he got to say now?
"Yeah yeah," I lay back down and pull the cover over my face. I feel the bed lift and hear him walk to the bathroom.
I get out from under the covers. He's different, why he being gentle to me. Did he finally realize how sexy I am? But I feel like he's gonna fire me because I have nowhere to go and I know is mean ass ain't trynna take care of a poor homeless little girl in.
Oh my god, what if he finds out that I was living in his office and I moved his clothes out of the closet to put mine in there. I just know he would get mad at that.
I get lost in my thoughts until I hear the bathroom door open. I move quickly to hide under the covers and pretend like I'm asleep. I don't wanna know what he got to say to be honest.
I feel him get in the bed. He smells so rich. He grabs me by my waist pulling me towards him. I tried to protest but he wraps his strong arms around me.
"Why are you trynna fight with me, baby girl? I just want to cuddle." He said in his soft deep voice.
"Because you're my boss and I am your assistants." I turn around to look at him.
"Well miss girl now you wanna be professional but you kissed me at the office, you're wearing my clothes, and you laying in my bed. So I think it's too late for you to be trying to be professional." He grabs my thighs and squeezes them as he points out every unprofessional thing that we did.
'He's right.'
I sigh and expect my defeat. He pulls me closer to him and slaps my ass. I look up at him with wide eyes.
He has that devil smirk on him that he always does. "Oh so your just a horny freaky fuck?" I say jokingly. That made a chuckle escape his month.
"Yeah, I just can't help that I like the sight of a girl wearing my clothes and smelling like me." He told me. He cups my right boob in his hands squeeze it. "Why you don't have any underclothes on? I hope you didn't walk outside this room like that." He says angrily.
"Umm no I didn't, I stayed in here all day as you told me and why do you care I'm not your gurl," I said making u sound in the word girl. But I can't help the feeling that I want him to slap my ass again.
"Your right your not my mine but are you gonna stop me when I do this?" He brings his head into the crook of my neck. He kissed me gently and sucked on my neck probably leaving me hickeys. He squeezes the same cheek he slapped and then slapping it again.
A loud moan left my lips and I hated that. I just can't help the feeling that I like this. I hate how much he affects me.
He lifts his head from my neck and began kissing me. I let him have his way with my lips. His tongue danced inside my mouth.
I feel one of his hands move up my thighs to my shorts. He began to pull my shorts down but I grabbed his arm to stop him.
"I'm a virgin and I'm pretty sure you know that." I look up at the ceiling breathing out heavily.
He gets off of me and moved to the side of me on the bed. "I know, we can do it another time if you're not ready."
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Jamie || BWWM
RomanceViya Huston is an 18-year-old high school graduate, trying to get away from her emotionally abusive mother. When growing up she never felt loved, so what is this feeling towards her boss? Jamie Gray is a multibillionaire. He cares about no one but...