Chapter 10

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Like you say to every damn assistant. His lips crash into mine and his hands slide down my back. He hoists me up onto his desk without breaking the kiss. Papers and folders fall to the floor, but he doesn't care. He loosens his top button and rolls his shirt sleeves up. He wraps his tie around my mouth to drown out my moans. Out of his sake, I let him do whatever he wants by pushing me to lie down and slowly unzips his pants, sliding inside me in seconds. After fast, hard thrusts he cums inside me.

"How do I look?" I asked as I adjusted my hair.

"Like you just had sex with your boss."

"Okay."

"Let me take you out to dinner tonight. As a truce to fix things."

"Okay."

"Come, we'll take my car." We find a quiet table and make our order.

"Are you sure this is okay?"

"Of course. I've got to show my assistant I appreciate her." His hand moves toward mine, but once he realized what he's done, he pulls away.

"I take it you're into fine dining."

"You could say that. Or maybe I'm just into having a beautiful woman sitting across from me eating delicious food.

Okay then... "I love food too. I wish I could cook as well as I can eat."

"Why do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Change the subject when I try to be nice. Isn't that what you've wanting all along? A kind boss?"

I did before you became an asshole. "I suppose so. It's just very expected when it comes from you."

"Surely I'm not that bad."

Yes, you are. "Only when you want to be."

"Remind me to punish you for saying that tomorrow.

Flirting up my dirty mind is cheap.

"No need to blush. You're not very shy around me, are you?"

I shrug and decide to be honest. "Sometimes you make me nervous."

"Why?"

You used to make me feel nervous with his lust-filled eyes, perfectly sculpted face, your "you just had sex" hair, the way your muscles move.. Stop it Jocelyn! "Everything. The way you make me look, the way you make me feel."

"I'm glad. I thought it was just me. You don't know how wild you drive me."

Whatever Greyson, prove it. "Judging by the things you do to me in private, I'm starting to get it."

"Oh I haven't even gotten around you to all of dirty things I want to do to you."

Fuck...

The waiter brings our order and I raise my eyebrows at his plate. "That looks like a lot of food."

"I was being serious about working up an appetite."

"Now that I think about it, I'm pretty hungry myself."

I pick up the fork and knife. "Well, I think you'll enjoy this but I hope you won't enjoy it as much as you did earlier."

I take a bit and lick my upper lip on purpose. "This is a good restaurant. But it's not THAT good."

He grins at me and raises his glass. "You may just be my favorite assistant yet."

"What were the previous ones like?"

"I never got involved with any of them, if that's what you're wondering. This is something I don't usually do."

"Somehow, I knew that."

"Oh?"

"You care about your job too much."

"And so do you. And yet here we are." He pauses, then throws a cautious glance at me. "Do you regret what we did?"

I don't even know. "No."

"Neither do I." We'll see about that Howard.

His leg finds mine under the table, and he keeps it like that, touching me secretly.

"What happens next?"

"We win that case. As for the rest...we'll see."

"Fair enough."

I smile, and we continue talking about law, strange cases, verdicts and the time flies by.

*2 hours later: I get home after a pretty perfect evening. What the hell Jocelyn?! I had sex with my boss in his office! The worst part is, I want more. No man has made me feel the way he can. Maybe Byron can change that. I blushed. Just then, I get a text from my sister Chloe. Hey sis, u free? I need u to come bail me out.

Jocelyn: from where?

Chloe: county jail. Oh my god!

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