He's My Boss

- Chapter 12 -

-Chapter 12-









JACOBS POV







"You bastard".



Oo some one seems angry




"You kaniving secretive bastard, Why the hell didn't you call me back!"



At the moment I was receiving my rightful verbal punishment for not responding to my Nosey secretary. As if all my business and everything I do is so important for her to know.



Yeah, okay, next time Clayton needs to just grab herself a hard core gay porn movie and call it a night.
Instead!
Of waiting on me and my encounters I have with Chresanto to fulfill her "needs".
Ughhh.
"We'll you see-".
"No Jacob I don't see".



God, can I finish my sentence.
"Calling you back must have just..... Slipped my mind". Popping the "p" in my word, my head carelessly averted to a different direction around the break-room, instead of focusing on a steaming Monica.



Work had just about started a few minutes ago and so did my usual routine, which included hot morning coffee (French-vanilla, extra,extra sugar to be exact), having small talk with Monica (still continuing), and then off to my bundled office to type and schedule for the rest of my day.




"Slipped your mind! Slipped your mind!, I bet Chresanto's hands feeling all on that body didn't slip your mind!, I bet those lips of his against yours didn't slip your mind!"



She's right... They didn't.



"Oh calm down Clayton"!
I spoke with sarcasm, leaning back in the dark blue plastic chair to pull down the end flaps of my grey blazer.
"You're spazzing as if me and Chresanto had sex".
Gosh..

"Wait... did you"??!!
Shit...
"We'll.... He wanted to..."
"Eeeeeppp"!!!!!!!
Lord
"But I did not let him!, Now stop that annoying noise"! Rolling my eyes in a careless way, I watched my secretary blush and settle down in her seat across from behind the white round table.
"Sorry".
She peeped sheepishly causing my head to nod, "It's alright, but yeah, may I continue now"?
"Mhmm".
Great. "Now as I was saying... He wanted to but I didn't let him".
You all can kinda guess the harsh look I was receiving at the moment.
"And why not".
Such a serious tone.
I exhaled a deep breath before running my hands through the bunched black curls on top of my head.
"Simple, I don't want what we have now to move to fast.. One minute we could be tackling each other and flinging clothes like there's no tomorrow and the next.. a heart could be broken and a person could be in a whole nother different relationship."




"Of course, you'd be the one to bring up the worst scenarios possible"!




I had to shoot daggers at her for that one, "It's not the worst scenario Clayton, it's just speaking the possible outcomes". I bit my lip with slight anger, "All I am doing is just thinking of what's best for the both of us".



"Wrong! Sir, that's where you're wrong! The only person you are thinking for the best is your self! Chresanto wasn't the one who needed to gain courage and man up, You were the one! You're the one who's afraid, you're the one who's scared of being in a relationship!, You need to just face the facts already Mr.Perez!, August is in love with you, and you're in love with him!, Just stop being a scary coward and go grab that fine piece of ass and that dick!"




Fuck


My mouth was completely shut, my tongue made no type of movement, and my mind did not compress any words, & even If I really wanted to come up and speak a well-made come back I wasn't able, I wasn't able since the room door was suddenly creaked opened by the employee him self.



"Good morning Chresanto".

Of course.

"Good Morning Monica".
My speech less being watched August give a warm smile to the female dr.phil in the room before his attention averted onto me.



"Buenos Dias Jacob".
Espanol, who would have knew. "B-buenos Dias Chresanto".

God, why am I the one who's stuttering?! And why in the world does my voice sound like that!

Returning back to my silent mode, my bottom lip moved into my parched mouth while all my senses just listened to Clayton's next words. "I'll be heading back to my desk now, finish this conversation later Jacob"?



My head nodded in response.

"Alright". With that, Monica sighed lowly right before raising up from her seat, cup gripped in one hand and left out the tensing room.




"May I sit here"?

He really did'nt need to ask permission for that.

I nodded my head while my fingers slid onto the holder molded into my mug so I could take a sip of my now warm-drink.

God, do not ever drink warm coffee, I repeat to everyone who is reading this, do not ever drink warm coffee!!
Ughhh.



"So umm". Chres leaned back in his seat while the palm of his hand began to rub at the skin behind his neck. "Y-you said to me yesterday you enjoyed my cooking right"? Enjoyed it?, I completely loved it, my taste buds were in complete pleasure. My head once again spoke for me and moved up and down. "Good, that's good, cause I, uh, was wondering if you would like to have dinner with me again, tonight.. with my family", He paused while his eyes roamed around my blank expression, "I-If that's alright with you".
H-he wants me to meet his family, a-as in the people who raised him, love him and know's what's best for him. Other wise known as the people who have the control to completely end or let our relationship continue.
Hell no.
"O-okay". I defiantly whispered out, stubbornly torturing my taste buds by taking another sip of my cold drink.
Yes, it is now cold.
"Is there something wrong Sir"?




The look I was getting made my eyes to slightly widen in shock, "Hmm"?
"I-I said is there something wrong Sir?, Anything bothering you or on your mind, c-cause you're usually not awfully this quiet, e-especially when I'm around". Chres slightly laughed after his words while all I couldn't help but do was slightly smile with a blush, my head lowering from embarrassment. "No, everything Is find Chresanto, completely fine". I mumbled under my breath, bashing my eye lashes while my employee wasn't buying it.
"Are you sure Jacob". God, why does this man care about me so much?...
I raised my head so my words would come out more audible, "Yes August, nothing is bothering me... Weellll nothing but this frozen coffee". I twisted up my face in a funny manner gaining a small laugh from the beautiful man before me, "We'll why don't I change that for you then".




Chresanto shook his head with a grin quickly becoming persistent by getting my cup out of my grasp and standing up from his seat.
Wait. "I can do it myself August, It's fine". I bash fully stood up as well, feeling my curls bounce with a every quick step I took to reach Chres at the white wooden counter where he paused in front of the sink. "Non-sense Jacob, It's just pouring out liquid, I got it". He began to slightly tip over the mug but I quickly grabbed the other side of the glass object bringing it over to in front of me. "Like I said August, I got it, just let go and let me do it my self." I tried pushing the cup towards me and out of my employees hand but of course he didn't budge.



"Jacob, you seem like you're not in a good mood to be doing anything right now, not even emptying out your own drink, now as I insisted, why don't you let go and let me take care of it". He tried desperately to keep a straight face but I could easily see the smirk he was hiding.
Oh so he's just playing with me and think's this is all funny.
"Chresanto give me the damn glass".



Serious mode Perez, try to stay firm in serious mode. "No". If staying in serious mode wasn't one of the most hardest things I could ever do. "Let.. The..cup..go..please". I clenched my teeth together mustering up a fake smile while in return I got a smirk.
"How..about..no".
That's it, war was on!
Back and forth my cup went from me and Chresanto's chest, to only see who could have it to them selves first.
"My god man, just let it go"! I loudly yelled as my employee just continued on to tug, "NEVAAAHHH"!!!
I couldn't control my unexpected giggle.
"Oh my gosh I'm in love with a child!" Those words made August to pause his movements but not let go of his grip, "Hey! You're childish to you know! Sir, all you have to do is just let go of the cup".
"No."
Alright maybe I did sound like a five year old badgering with his mother on eating his broccoli.
"Yes".
"No".
And the tugging continues.
"Yes". "No." "Yes"! "No"! "Yes"!
You know what, I am going to be the bigger the person of the situation, forget this.




"Fine". Snarling out the ending result, I pushed back the cup with excessive force, kinda a bit to much excessive because the glass happened to tumble into August's chest, light Carmel liquid spreading all over his shirt.
Fuck, I'm an idiot.
Immediately the apologies began to pour out of mouth while I quickly tried to clean up the mess.
"God, I-I'm so sorry Chresanto, I didn't mean to, I mean look at your-, Ughhh". I shook my head back and forth from my stupid reaction before grabbing the empty glass out of his hand and placed it in the sink.
"Sir, it's fine, I-it's okay I'm not any types of mad, hell, I'm actually happy, happy that the coffee wasn't steaming hot".
He always seem's to make everything bright in any type of situation.
Shaking my head with a giggle I turned my body back away from the sink and forward towards my employee, seeing his fingers unbuttoning his dress down shirt.
Shit.
"Umm w-what are you doing". The air?! Why does it suddenly feel like it has no type of existence. "I'm taking off my wet clothing Sir".
I herd Chresanto gulp, his Adam's apple slowly moving up and down his tan neck.
"Oh".




Is that all you could say Jacob? Oh? The man of your dreams is stripping in front of you and all you
could speak was a damn vowel.
Why in the world is Monica's voice filtering through my mind.
Licking my lips with a low sigh, I watched August bring his arms out of the sleeves of his fully unbuttoned stained shirt, now completely shirtless before me.
"Fuck".
I couldn't stop my self.
Just knowing the last time I saw this man bare like this only a few weeks ago back in Mexico and I ran off, I honestly and truthfully regret my decision back then.
Gosh damn.
"I-Is everything a-alright Sir"?..
Other than my lower region becoming tight..
"Mhmm". I hummed under my breath, my eyes immediately seeing the small droplets that remained from the coffee traveling down my employees chest.
"Oh y-you sti-still ha-". Cutting my own self off, I fastly took off my blazer, throwing it who knows where in the room before my frenzy hands gripped the ends of my own shirt bringing it over my head and bunching the cloth into a ball.





"What are you-".
Chresanto's words immediately paused from me cutting them off, well.. my actions.



Silence..
Only silence filtered around the air while I only stood inches before the man I'm in love with. "Let me clean you Chresanto". I whispered out from under my breath, not even waiting for an approval or deny before going to the floor onto my knees.




"Sirr, y-you don't have t-to do that".. Chresanto suddenly moaned lowly watching me as I used my own shirt to wipe up and dab at the remains of my drink on his skin.
I eargely watched while his chest heaved up & down from my touch, slow deep breaths.
"I want to do this August".
Mumbling to my self, my hand slowly slid down with my shirt further on Chresantos skin, down to his well developed and toned muscles.
No, what I really wanted to do was replace my tongue with this piece of clothing, God I could only imagine what he tasted like. Licking my lips from my swarmed and heated thoughts, I hesitatingly raised my other free hand to slowly travel up August's leg, his deep low growl filling the air.
"Ughhh".
God, that was so hot.




Doing nothing next but eye contact, I looked under my long lashes to quickly peer at my employee, easily seeing his own eyes shut, mouth ajar from silent pleasure.
I wanted him to feel more, I wanted him to know that I am not afraid, I want him to know I was not playing any games and I want this as much as he does.




"J-Jacob, s-stopp".
August's suddenly moaned while my heart began to pick up speed from the next move that popped in my head.
"No".
My free hand once resting on his thigh, determinedly slid across the silk thin cloth to softly grip the hardening muscle in the middle of his slacks, immediately making the man to whimper out from pure ecstasy.
But.. to my sudden expense.
I was soonly lifted off of the floor and instead face to face with an out of breath August.
"I-I said stop it Jacob, w-why didn't y-you stop". His thick sweat covered brows were creased together, while my eyes averted off of his and instead onto the man's short black curls.
"C-cause I wanted t-to show you I'm ready, f-for a-anythin-".
My mested up speech was halted by the action of Chresanto sucking his teeth, "Sir, I don't care about that, I don't care if you want to wait or not, I'm actually kinda happy you don't want to rush things". August showed an obvious small smile, setting me back down to the ground onto my two feet, but his arms didn't move from around my bare waist.
I like this position, his warm hands securely gripping ahold on my hot skin, it made me feel safe, shy and arouse all at the same time.




"I'm in love with you Jacob, deeply a-and madly in love with you a-and nothing, I mean absolutely nothing will ever change that, okay"?
I obeying nodded in agreement watching as Chres's bright toothy grin appeared across his face before he pulled me in, into a chest to chest warm hug.
"Don't you ever in your life pull that damn move on me again, you hear me Sir, I was literally only two seconds away from grabbing and slamming your body onto that break table and ravashing you like a mad man."





Chresanto snuggled his face into the crook of my neck, sending vibrations up my skin from his deep laugh.
What he thought he just said happened to be funny, but he was wrong, no, instead what he had just said caused myself to twitch in my pants. Clear vivid images, running mindlessly through my head.
Oh my gosh..
"Fuck me"..
"What was that"?
Shit.
"Oh, um, nothing Chresanto". Quickly placing my slightly shaking hands onto my employees broad shoulder's, I slightly pulled him away from our embrace so we were now meters apart.
"How about we both go and get to work now August, hmm, our board member will be inspecting us tomorrow so I expect and want this office in tip top shape".




My head slightly leaned to the side while my lips formed into a warm smile.
"Alright".
Great, turning away from my employee, I simply walked to the break room door, about to grab and turn the gold knob but my hand was fastly grasped.
"Wait".
???




I slightly turned my neck, "D-don't you think, we uh.. N-Need shirts".
My employees words immediately made my eyes skim up and down my own self and then onto to his own torso, simply causing a smirk to form on my face.
"No worries August, I have a few spare shirts in the trunk of my car, just come with me to the garage".




I gained a deep exhaled sigh, "Okay Jacob".
Ha, I made him nervous to step out of here.
Not with another word spoken out into the air, I casually opened the door and walked out side into the well busy office, immediately gaining the attention of every single one of my workers.



Complete utter silence surrounded around except for the sound of me and Chresanto's steps walking down the dark blue carpeted floor.
"Sir, e-everyone is staring".
I simply shrugged at his observation, "Let them, let them all, did you forget who they are working for Chresanto?"
My brow quirked up after my words immediately seeing August blush, "F-for you". He admitted as we rounded the next corner easily seeing the grey metal elevator right ahead.
"Exactly".




Winking at the cherry-red man, we slowly walked towards our rectangular destination, but. of course... before reaching there, I suddenly herd a sly remark from none other than who.



"You dirty, dirty man".
Clayton's tongue rolled across her teeth, so her "r's" were exaggerated, doing nothing but making my eyes to roll.
"Shut the fuck up".
"Ooo, Oo, ooooo, Fiesty papa".



Ha.



















I did'nt mean for this chapter to come out like this, EEEPPPPP
*Hides my face behind my fingers*
e.e

So uh... Who's ready for Jacob to meet the Augusts?...

>.>










-Imaginingmb-