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Dismay flooded through me, quickly followed by anger. Fired. Fired. Well, fine. I guess that meant I didn’t have to hold back anymore.
“You rich, entitled asshole,” I said, causing Mr. Grayson to look up and really see me for maybe the first time. “If you think you can get rid of me that easily, you better think again. I’ll bleed you dry for having the gall to fire me. Not the company, you personally.”
“Better,” he said, standing up. “About time you show some backbone.”
“I’ll ruin you.”
He laughed. “As if you could. People who are far more powerful than you have tried.”
“Good, underestimate me. It will make it all the sweeter when you have to sell your shares of the company to pay me off.”
“You do have guts, at least when you’re provoked. Now if you tell me how sorry you are, maybe I’ll reconsider.”
A grin spread across his face. There was a gleam in his eye and in that second I knew that this was a game for him, something like foreplay. I should have bolted right there and then, but my legs seemed rooted to the ground. Or, if I’m being honest, I didn’t want to.
“That’s my girl,” he said. “The Lina I was so struck by. I hired you just so I’d have the chance of seeing you again.”
“Then why’d you fire me?” I couldn’t seem to keep the tremor out of my voice. A heat was rising between us, electric and volatile.
“I’d like you to show me what you can do,” he said. “Maybe I’ll reward you for it. You could get your job back. Or something a lot sweeter.”
I could have walked out and gone straight to a lawyer’s office, but I didn’t want to, and I was sure that he knew I wouldn’t. I dropped to my knees in front of him and undid the zipper of his fly with my teeth. He was already hard, his thick, red cock jutting forward.
Gently, I closed my hand around the shaft and rubbed him up and down, stopping to cradle his balls, moving down to run my thumb around the tip. My pussy throbbed painfully.
“Hurry up and suck it,” he said, his voice husky.
I stuck my tongue out, not wanting him to figure out how inexperienced I was. I spent all my time working, not screwing around with guys. The closest I got to a lot of these activities was the stories my girlfriends told me.
My tongue slid around the tip and Mr. Grayson let out a deep sigh. I ran it up and down, making sure to taste test every inch of his cock. The salty taste of cum hit me but it was only a few drops and I gobbled him harder. He gripped my head and urged me deeper, but I didn’t need the encouragement. I wanted all of him inside me.
It will be ready for you next week! Stay warm!