Bad Boss

Bad Boss

What do men want more than anything? Money and women.
As the CEO of one of the biggest companies in the city, I am one lucky man.
Everyone wants a taste of what I’ve got to offer, and it’s massive. Girls fight over me in droves.
In my fantasy, of course. I had to make some sacrifices to get to the top.
To protect myself and the company, I always have to hide my dirty little secret…
I’m a panty sniffer.
What? A man has needs. Mine are just a bit more… outrageous. Instead of dating, I hoard panties.
Except it’s about to blow up in my face.
Why?
Because a beautiful girl just showed up for a job interview … the same girl I just bought a pair of panties from anonymously…
And what do I do?
I let my junk do the thinking, and hire her as my intern.


Author’s note: Don’t take it too hard, it’s just a book, not a big D. But this guy does have one. I’m not kidding. His schlong is huge and his ego is too, so beware. And as always … if you don’t like slapstick jokes and corny romance, don’t bother to read.

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Excerpt:

“The shower’s over there.” I point at my bathroom. “In case you wanna take a shower. Or something.” Oh god, why did I have to make it sound so pervy?

“I’m fine,” he says. “I just wanna get dry and get back to work.”

Damn.

For a moment there, I’m actually disappointed. Now I won’t get to see his sexy abs and imagine running my fingers all over them. I wonder what he looks like.

Seriously, Lesley? Stooping so low for some action?

I should definitely have more sex, just to prevent myself from craving him. I mean, I do like casual sex, but I’ve been so busy running my panty-scheme and trying to find a job that I just don’t have the time for sex. Let alone a boyfriend. Nope. I definitely need to find some random hookup. That, or pull my trusty vibrator from the closet.

Especially when he just takes off his shirt … right here in my living room.

I gulp.

The shoulder and back muscles that appear beneath capture my attention, and not just a little bit. My eyes are practically bulging out of my head as he marches toward the bathroom and throws his shirt down with little to no care.

That sexy body dragged me out of the water. He lifted me up and held me close to him as he tried to bring me to the shore. I came so close … and then I screwed it for myself. Why did I do that again? Oh right, because I want to be my own boss. Stupid. I should’ve just let him touch me.

Oh, yes. I’m practically drooling over my shoes at the thought. Fuck.

Roll in that damn tongue, girl.

He throws his jacket on the counter and puts his shoes on the floor. Then he pulls off his soaked socks and pants, revealing his mighty calves. He must go to the gym often to look like this, but my question is … Who’s he doing all the work for? Another girl? Not that it should matter. I mean, I don’t have a shot. I shouldn’t even take a shot; he’s my damn boss.

Annoyed with myself and my own dirty thoughts, I furrow my brows, but still, I can’t take my eyes off him.

He turns around and stares right back at me.

And I’m left horrified and stunned.

“Are you looking at me?” A smug grin spreads across his face.

“N-no, I wasn’t,” I stammer, barely able to keep my eyes from his abs, which are now clearly visible as he’s turned my way.

He’s so damn sexy, and to think that I was in the water with … that. I’m impressed. I never thought he’d be this good looking. I wasn’t looking hard enough. Then again, he’s still kind of an ass.

He snorts. “Yeah, you were.”

Excerpt 2:

“C’mere,” I growl, and she leans down to kiss me.

Our mouths don’t unlatch until we reach her bed, where I place her down and then take off my socks and shirt, leaving the tie for last.

“You made it so difficult for me to ignore you,” I say. “Always flaunting your body right in front of me.”

“I did not,” she exclaims, leaning back on the sheets, pushing her boobs up at me … taunting me yet again.

I loosen my tie while staring at her beautiful tits. “Case in point.”

“Like you said … I’m a sassy vixen,” she murmurs, licking her lips. “Punish me.”

Is she serious? If she is, I’m not going to refuse that offer. It’s almost too good to be true.

“Oh, I’ll punish you all right. For all the times you’ve vexed me.” I step closer, my cock inching dangerously close to her almost naked body. “For all the days you made me so damn hard.”

“When?” she asks.

“Every damn day,” I murmur, and it makes her grin.

“Did you do something about it?”

Just the thought of it makes my cock twitch again. “Whenever I could.” I groan.

“Tell me what you’d do.” With her foot, she seductively rubs her other leg.

“I’d take out my cock and play with it … rub myself until I came while thinking of you.” My cock bounces up and down from the memory.

She licks her top lip. “Even at work?”

“Nothing’s off-limits,” I say.

“I like what I’m hearing,” she purrs, gently stroking my legs with her feet.

Her hungry eyes stare down at my dick, still hidden behind my boxer shorts. Biting her bottom lip, her hands tentatively reach for it, but I grasp her wrists and pull them together.

“What are your limits, Lesley?” I slowly slide my tie off and hold it underneath her wrists. “Do you have any?”

“Not as far as I know.”

“You asked me to punish you. How far are you willing to take that statement?” I ask, making a knot with the tie to bind her wrists together.

“That depends on what you’re going to make me do,” she murmurs.

I pull the tie, raising her hands, and I press my lips to hers. When our mouths unlock, I whisper, “I’m going to make you come hard, and you’re going to love it.”

“Yes, please,” she mutters, her voice fluctuating in pitch.

A devious grin spreads on my lips. “But I’m also going to come … hard … and you’re going to take it all.” My grip on the leash around her wrists tightens as I force her to lift her head so she can receive a kiss.

“Fuck me,” she begs.

“Oh, I will,” I whisper, pressing a kiss just below her ear. “But first, you’re going to do anything and everything I want you to.”