Darrell’s brows bunched together as he gritted his teeth. He was barely holding on. “What….?”
“You’ll have to go slow. It‘s been a while and you‘re so….” She glanced down at his size and bit her lip.
The frown on Darrell’s face relaxed into a smile. “It’ll fit.” The smile left his face as his eyes dipped down between her legs. His dick twitched as he remembered how snug she’d felt when her muscles clamped around his finger. “It’ll be a tight fit, but….”
He brought his eyes to her face as he prepared to enter her. Just as he felt the wetness against his tip again, the door opened.
“Oh, Roni, I forgot to tell you….” The rest of Bryan’s sentence silently hung in the air between the three of them. He stood glued to the spot with his mouth hanging open. Darrell’s glare was ferocious, and Roni looked as if she wished the ground would open up and swallow her whole.
“Oh my God,” she whispered.
“Uh, sorry….” Bryan quickly turned around and walked out the door. Before he closed it, he reached back and turned the lock from the inside then pulled it to.
Roni felt Darrell looking down at her. “Where were we?”
“No!” She pushed a stunned Darrell back before hopping off the desk and pulling her skirt down. She looked at the ruined panties lying on the floor before turning around and covering her face with her hands. She was mortified, not only at what Bryan had seen when he walked in, but also at what she had been about to do.
“Roni…” Darrell stepped behind her and slid his arms around her waist.
“I said no!” Roni pulled away from him and went to stand on the other side of the desk. She had to put some distance between them before she found herself propped back up on the desk with legs splayed open again. “I mean it. Please. Get dressed….”
Her eyes dropped to his erect dick which was pointed straight at her in temptation. She averted her eyes and hugged her arms around her waist. You have truly lost your damn mind, Veronica! Needing even more distance, she hurried over to the other side of her large office and sat down on the black velvet couch.
Darrell watched her for a minute. He could tell from the stiff way she held her body that the moment had passed. Softly cursing, for the second time that day, he gingerly pushed his bone hard erection down into his pants then walked over to her. “Roni….”
“Darrell, don’t. This never should’ve happened.”
“That’s the problem. Nothing did.” The painful throbbing in his pants made Darrell’s voice sharp and edgy.
“And nothing ever will. You work for me. I told you from the very beginning, I don’t sleep with my employees. If you can’t respect that, then maybe Bryan was right. Maybe you don’t need to be working here.”
“Don’t act like I was in this by myself. You wanted it just as much as I did.”
Roni lifted her chin. “Maybe I did, but I’m telling you now, it won’t get to that point again. The next time you step out of line with me, you’re fired. Do I make myself clear?”
Darrell snorted as his eyes became cool and hard. “You know what, if I didn’t know any better, I’d swear you were frigid. But we both know you’re not.” Ignoring Roni’s outraged glare, he went to the door. “No problem, though. If that’s the way you want it. You’re the boss.”
He unlocked the door, but before leaving looked at her one last time. “I won’t bother you again. I can wait. You’ll come to me. And when you do, I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop just because you made us wait.”
Roni wanted to stay mad at him, but the way Darrell stood there grinning at her made it next to impossible; he was too adorable for his own good. Roni shook her head, twisting her lips to stop from returning his
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