Author: | Audrey Nash | ISBN: | 9781311826060 |
Publisher: | Audrey Nash | Publication: | May 5, 2015 |
Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
Author: | Audrey Nash |
ISBN: | 9781311826060 |
Publisher: | Audrey Nash |
Publication: | May 5, 2015 |
Imprint: | Smashwords |
Language: | English |
William Kent is one of the most powerful men in NYC. He owns dozens of businesses, orchestrates billion-dollar mergers and oversees thousands of employees. But what happens when one of his pretty new assistants catches his eye? (Adults Only; 4,000+ Words)
Warning! This erotic short story contains explicit sexual acts.
(Preview)
“M-Mr. Kent, what are you…”
“Only twenty-two,” he said in my ear, pushing back my blonde hair. “Who hired you? I need an assistant, not some cute girl right out of high school.”
“I’ve… I’ve got a degree in accounting, and I’m—smart—”
“If you’re smart, you’ll do as I say.”
My face almost touched the black of his tie; his chin lightly grazing the top of my long blonde hair. I was smart; I had graduated with a 3.82 GPA; I even minored in math!
But none of that would protect me against what I felt throbbing against my bare thigh, hitched up against the glass separating us from the dark city. William Kent was a powerful man who got what he wanted—and, Jesus Christ, if he wanted my virginity, he could take it.
His hands were hot against my waist. My lip trembled against his shoulder.
Why was no one saying anything? Couldn’t they see us?
All the lights on the top floor were off except for those shining from the conference room. Everything was quiet—except for their excited talking. Mr. Kent had corned me behind the filing cabinets, drunk, horny, and completely out of sight.
William Kent is one of the most powerful men in NYC. He owns dozens of businesses, orchestrates billion-dollar mergers and oversees thousands of employees. But what happens when one of his pretty new assistants catches his eye? (Adults Only; 4,000+ Words)
Warning! This erotic short story contains explicit sexual acts.
(Preview)
“M-Mr. Kent, what are you…”
“Only twenty-two,” he said in my ear, pushing back my blonde hair. “Who hired you? I need an assistant, not some cute girl right out of high school.”
“I’ve… I’ve got a degree in accounting, and I’m—smart—”
“If you’re smart, you’ll do as I say.”
My face almost touched the black of his tie; his chin lightly grazing the top of my long blonde hair. I was smart; I had graduated with a 3.82 GPA; I even minored in math!
But none of that would protect me against what I felt throbbing against my bare thigh, hitched up against the glass separating us from the dark city. William Kent was a powerful man who got what he wanted—and, Jesus Christ, if he wanted my virginity, he could take it.
His hands were hot against my waist. My lip trembled against his shoulder.
Why was no one saying anything? Couldn’t they see us?
All the lights on the top floor were off except for those shining from the conference room. Everything was quiet—except for their excited talking. Mr. Kent had corned me behind the filing cabinets, drunk, horny, and completely out of sight.