Babysitting The Boss

9. Jealousy Jealousy (18+)

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Heath stormed into his office room while June took her seat in the open-plan office space. She started to revise her notes.

It was twenty minutes later when the call came. Heath needed her in his office.

June's heart sank as she made her way to the CEO's office. She had a feeling she knew what this was about.

When she entered, Heath was pacing back and forth, his jaw clenched. "You and Romano," he spat out. "What the hell was that about?"

June felt the heat rise in her cheeks. "It was just business," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "He was just... being friendly."

"Friendly?" Heath's voice was low, dangerous. "Is that what you call it?"

June took a deep breath, trying to keep her cool. "He's just a flirt, Heath. It doesn't mean anything."

"It means something when you are enjoying the flirting." He snapped.

June felt the sting of his accusation. "I was just trying to keep the conversation light," she protested. "You know how important this deal is."

"Important enough to flirt with him?" Heath's eyes were like ice. "You're playing a dangerous game, June."

June felt a spark of anger ignite within her. "I'm not playing any games," she said firmly. "I'm doing my job."

Heath's eyes darkened, and before she knew it, he was in front of her, his hand on her chin, tilting her face up to meet his. "Your job," he repeated, his voice a low growl. "Is to make sure that deal goes through. That does not mean you get to entertain any other man than me."

Without warning, he leaned in and kissed her hard, his tongue pushing past her lips, his hand gripping the back of her neck. June's body responded instinctively, her arms wrapping around his neck as she kissed him back, her mind swirling with confusion and desire.

Heath broke the kiss, his eyes dark with need. "You're mine," he murmured. "And I need to be sure you remember that." He took her hand and led her to the couch in his office, pushing her down onto her knees. "I want you to show me how much you want this," he said, his voice hoarse with lust.

June's mind raced as she looked up at him, his pants already unzipped, his erection standing proud. This was wrong. So wrong.

"Heath, someone might come in. Or someone might hear!"

But Heath's eyes were filled with a possessive hunger that left no room for argument. "Do it," he whispered, his hand pressing firmly on the back of her head.

June swallowed hard, her heart racing. She knew this was a line they shouldn't cross, especially not in the office, but the heat between them was undeniable.

With trembling hands, she reached for him, wrapping her fingers around his length. Heath's eyes closed, his breath hitching as she took him in her mouth.

This was the first time she was doing this to him.

The office was silent except for their ragged breaths. June's eyes watered as Heath's grip tightened in her hair, guiding her movements. She could feel his arousal growing, his thighs tensing against her shoulders.

The buzz outside thrilled her. What if someone walked in? What if someone found out?

"Touch yourself." Heath commanded.

June's eyes widened as she realized the extent of his desire. She couldn't believe she was doing this, but she was powerless to resist. She reached up, unbuttoning her blouse to reveal her lacy bra, her fingers tracing the line of her cleavage as Heath watched with hooded eyes.

Heath's breath grew more ragged with each stroke of her tongue, his hips bucking slightly as he guided her movements.

He decided to take control. He stood up, grabbing her head firmly and started to thrust into her mouth until she gagged.

Her eyes watered, and she struggled to keep up with his pace, but the adrenaline rushing through her veins made her more attentive than ever.

Heath's grunts grew louder, and she knew he was close. Her own juices drenched her panties.

"Swallow," he said, his voice strained. "Swallow it all if you don't want a facial."

June felt a thrill like never before at his words. She had never been so bold, so daring, and certainly not in the office. But Heath had a way of bringing out the side of her she never knew existed.

June's eyes watered and she gagged, and she had to fight the urge to pull away, but she knew he was right there. She could feel the tension in his body, the way his muscles tensed and released with every thrust.

Her hand slid down to her own panties, her trembling fingers slipping inside and finding her clit. She began to rub herself in time with his movements, his c**k in her mouth and her own arousal overwhelming.

Heath's eyes rolled back in his head, his hand still fisted in her hair. "That's it," he murmured, his voice strained. "Take it all."

June could feel the tension in his body as he reached his climax, and she knew she had to make a choice. She could risk it but how would she go outside in that state? She didn't actually have choice, after all.

With a deep, gulping breath, she took him all the way in, her throat constricting around his c**k as he came with a muffled roar. She swallowed, her eyes watering, as he filled her mouth with his hot, sticky release.

"Open your mouth and show me." He commanded.

June's heart raced as she obeyed, her mind spinning.

"Good girl"

With a smug smile, Heath stepped back, and put on his pants, still unzippes. He reached down to help her up, his eyes never leaving hers.

June's knees wobbled slightly as she stood, her cheeks flushed and her mouth swollen.

"Now, that's what I call a good negotiation," he said, his voice thick with satisfaction.

June wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her heart racing. She couldn't believe she had just done that. In the CEO's office. During work hours. She had never felt so, so... bad.

But she had also never felt so alive.

With a rough tug, Heath spun her around, pressing her against the cold glass of his office window. The city sprawled out below. They were on the thirtieth floor but not excluded from everyone's sight. It was game over if someone looked up.

But the thrill of it only fueled his desire.

His hand found the hem of her skirt, hiking it up to her waist. He stepped closer, his erection pressing against her ass, the heat of his body scorching her.

"Remember who makes you feel like this the next time you blush at someone else."

And with that, Heath pulled her panties aside. He positioned himself and without warning, slammed into her.

June gasped, the coldness of the glass against her bare breasts fueling her arousal.

June came from that, so fast. It was her first time releasing this fast. It weakened her legs but Heath kept her propped up.

"You're mine," he whispered against her ear, his teeth grazing her neck.

June's eyes widened in the reflection of the glass, watching as Heath's handsome face contorted with passion. His hand reached around to cup her breast, his thumb brushing over her n****e as he slammed into her again and again. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, echoing off the glass and mixing with the distant murmur of the city below and the office space outside.

June couldn't believe the raw desire coursing through her. It was wrong, so wrong, but she was powerless to stop it. Each thrust sent a bolt of pleasure through her, making her body quiver and her legs tremble.

Her palms splayed out against the cool glass, she could feel the heat of their bodies fogging the surface.

Heath found his release directly inside her.

He held her against the window, his body still shuddering with the aftermath of his climax.

"Who do you belong to?" He whispered in her ears.

"You."

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