My Boss, My Obsession (TTSPG Book Two.)

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The building was nearly empty besides the very few people spread out all over in the different departments and so I hurried towards the dude on his motorcycle and quickly paid him before collecting my order. In no time I was back in the office and Jon was in the same position I left him.

"Pizza is here." I announced as I placed it along with the drinks on top of the table.

"Do you want to get the papers greasy?"

"Ah... it's not resting on any papers."

"It's resting on my desk and I'm pretty sure when you start eating, it'll get on your fingers and then on my papers and you'll be the one who'll redo all of them."

"I-"

"So take your food and sit on the couch while I try to do as much work as possible since you found the need to quench a thirst." He snapped before returning to his notes.

Are you fucking kidding me?!

"If you mean not starving to death, then yes, I had to 'quench a thirst'. Unlike you, I'm not a robot, I need food to function."

"Unlike you, I'm the boss and that means you should stop talking." He responds without looking up.

"You're the boss's kid."

That had him snapping to attention and his hard eyes were trained dangerously on me. "I'm not some kid. I'm a 27 year old adult that can run this company better than that man who calls himself my father and unlike him and anyone else who's tried before, I make good decisions that doesn't land this company bankrupt and I actually turn over huge profits."

"I'm-"

"Now get up and take your dinner with you!"

I'm left stunned at his outburst but didn't think twice about his command as I instantly stood, taking my food with me and settling on the couch across from him. It was my untrained mouth that caused the outburst so I couldn't even be mad at him since I knew full well the relationship between him and his father was worse for wear.

Sighing, I opened the box and almost moaned as the smell hit me. Not sparing a minute, I delved into the pizza and soon, everything around me vanished as I sated a deep hunger. The only time I was pulled back to reality was when a hand suddenly appeared before me and a pizza slice was being taken back with it.

Looking up I saw Jon take a huge bite before he took the Diet Coke and said nothing as he sat on the couch with me. I watched him for a long moment as he downed 3 slices with his Coke before I slowly started eating and he relaxed as he stared straight ahead.

"I think we might reach the deadline." He says softly, still not looking at me.

"I thought you're always sure? Since when are you not."

He graces me with a small smile before turning and holding my gaze and for once his expression doesn't look cold and calculating or he isn't glaring at me.

"We'll reach the deadline." He corrects and I smirk.

"That's more like it."

We plunged back into silence which was unusually comfortable and I once more fixed my gaze on him. He looked even more approachable in his relaxed state and I observed his shirt was now out of his pants. The once neat and tidy Jon Crawford was now completely messy as his hair was all over the place, even falling in his face.

"I didn't know you had a twin. Any more siblings I should know about?"

"What?" I asked as I zoned in.

"Your twin."

"What about him?"

"Why didn't you tell me you had one? And how many more siblings do you have?"

"You don't care about your employees"

"That might be true but I don't like being confused."

"You didn't know which handsome devil you liked tormenting?" I sarcastically stated.

"Okay, firstly, don't flatter yourself and second, I don't torment you. I just make you do your job."

"Your dad wasn't like this and I always did my job."

"I'm not my dad." He snaps.

"Okay, I'm sorry. I get you guys hate each other."

"We don't-"

"Yeah, whatever."

Jon narrows his gaze and I threw my hands up in surrender.

"We should get back to work, we've wasted enough time."

He stands and walks towards his bathroom, stopping only to wait on me. Getting up, I quickly followed him in so we both could wash our hands. It was the first time I'd actually been in the private room and his was huge and clean, smelling purely of power and money... if that even was a thing, and I involuntarily inhaled as he turned on the tap.

"It's just me, my twin and my mom. We have a friend who we consider a brother but he isn't really." I spoke softly as I watched him lather his hands with the soapy liquid coming from the device on the wall.

He stops for a second and looks at his hands before his gaze slowly comes towards me. "What about your dad." He rinses his hands as he waits for my answer.

Walking towards him I too latter my hands and rinse. "He's not in the picture."

"Why?"

"He chose not to be."

My voice had dropped since we were standing so close together and I didn't even noticed that Jon stayed in his position at the sink as I joined him. I was looking at the running water as I felt him looking at me and I knew he had more questions to ask but before he could and before I even stopped to think, I stopped him with my lips.

I know, I know. Bad idea.

My lips crashed against his unprepared one and I slipped my hands in his hair as I forced him closer to me. He was shocked for a spilt second and because of that I had the perfect opening of his mouth that gave my tongue entry. His hard body felt perfect against mine and our closeness allowed him to feel exactly how hard I was.

His hands tried reaching for me, maybe to stop me, maybe to hold me. I didn't really care and I didn't want to as I forcefully held his hands to his sides, my mouth insuring the same amount of torture and torment he inflicted upon me since he became my boss.

I rubbed my hardon against him before allowing my mouth to find his neck and as I kissed and sucked, I released his hands as I fisted his hair hard. He let out an angry growl before grabbing my hands and without giving me a chance to protest, his strong arms forced me to the wall he previously vacated.

His mouth devoured mine as he pressed his body insanely close, holding me in place and I groaned as I felt his hardon rubbing against mine. And fuck me up, it felt so good. I groaned against his mouth as he trapped my lower lip between his teeth and I tried to slip my hand in his pants but he pulled away as he held me to the wall. His breathing was completely fucked up and so was mine but there was no denying the mad hunger displayed in the depth of his hazel eyes.

"Fuck!"

That was all he said... and that was all he needed to.