love is in the o'hare air

chapter 2 !!smut!!

We arrive at his HQ, they open the front door and lead me to the elevator, where they take up much space "why does he want to see me" they didn't answer and continue they blank slate, we stop at his 69s floor office. He is waiting at his desk for me, with a pissed off face. "You are late" "I know, sorry I misread the situation"
He flicks his hand and signals the guard to leave. They walk out. He steps down from his chair and approaches me, almost examining my body in the process, my whole body shivers. He begins to speak . " you know, it's bad manners to be late. " He circled me. " My apologies, I-" He cuts me off. "I don't know if I can forgive you.. Unless.. " I see him smirk slightly. I feel my hands clench as I swallow my pride. " Unless?.. " He closes the curtains so no one can see into his office. My breath stops briefly. He looks at me, like a predator to prey. He sits back down and signals me to come closer. I shimmy toward his desk. He points to a space in frount of him. I walk there and he leans in. He whispers in my ear "bend over and take it, consider it you apology for being late." I blushed a scarlet red, I lift up my skirt and bent over holding up my head with my hands, I say "I love apologizing, so make me!" He got up, pulling his step ladder over. He stood behind me, pulling his trousers down. He whispered my ears "this will get you extra O'hare essential breathing juice for this"
I take a deep breath as I realise my dignity is gone.