Part 16
"Well, fancy seeing you here," A voice said from behind him, and Mia...well, she's not proud of the squeal she let out whirling around. It's her boss. Her mouth screwed shut at that.
A sigh escaped her lips. It's nine in the morning, and she thought a nice brownie before work would make her smile. But no. Her boss had to ruin it. What was he doing in the bakery?
"What's wrong with you?" She snarled.
Damon had amusement written all over his face, and she alternatively wanted to drink in his attractive face and gouge his eyes out at the same time. He leaned against the wall opposite her.
"I have been trying to figure that out myself."
She rolled his eyes. "What are you doing here?"
Ever since she slept with him, he's everywhere. A daily reminder that she dropped her panties for him. Just thinking about it made her cheeks red.
"I'm here for the same reason you're here, Mia." He made a duh face.
Shaking her head, she focused on her order served on the tray. A brownie with a cup of latte on the side. Her favourite. Also, did her boss call her by her name again? Whatever she wasn't going to focus on that anymore. Just then she felt a hand dive in and her brownie was gone. Mia gasped, staring at Damon taking a huge bite of her brownie.
He hummed. "Mmh...so soft and sweet."
"I'm going to report you" She deadpanned. Mia didn't expect the obnoxious, ridiculous laugh that spilt from the man's lips. Even that was attractive. He had a pretty laugh. How is that even possible?
"Going to report me for what, exactly?" The CEO asked, a smirk on his ridiculously red lips. A delicious shiver ran down her spine as she noticed a glint in his eyes. She was in no mood to entertain his dirty talk, so the twenty-five year old quickly snapped out of it.
"For stealing my brownie."
For a moment, they didn't speak. Mia looked everywhere but at the man, though she could feel his green eyes on her.
"I had something else in my mind."
She scoffed, walking to her table. Mia was very well aware of what he had in his mind. She flushed picturing Damon picking up her panties, touching them. As soon as she slumped on the chair, Mia took a deep breath, unable to tell whether the tug in her guts was from the thought of her boss putting his big paws all over her panties and hoarding them or from the teasing. He had the audacity to imply it!
It became more and more evident that Damon Rossi is the biggest asshole that can be found in the entire solar system. She wanted to wipe that smirk off his face, and she's genuinely considering throwing a punch so hard it will break his perfect white teeth. He wouldn't be smiling with teeth missing now, would he? When Mia pictured it in her head, a smiling Damon with missing teeth, she doubled over laughing in the middle of the bakery, receiving odd looks from the people. If only they knew.
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After having her half-eaten brownie and coffee, she's rushed back to the office. Fortunately for her, Damon didn't bother for a while. Talking of the devil, her door was abruptly pushed in, and her boss stepped in, poking his head. Why cant she have good things forever? Mia opened her mouth to ask him, but he cut her off.
"I have an emergency board meeting in an hour, Miss Grace. Please get me my coffee and extra coffee in it." Damon mumbled, rubbing at his temples. He was also holding his laptop under the arm, which meant that he's still working on it.
"I can help with the presentation, sir" She croaked.
"No, thanks. Just get me that coffee."
The frustration of not having him dare to risk looking at her eyes, or wait to talk about their...elevator encounter got to her. Why was he acting that way? Mia would have resigned if she didn't want this job or that certification from him. Yet here she was. Getting him coffee on his demand.
She stepped into the office following a soft tap on the door to announce her presence. All while holding the coffee in a delicate tea cup that matched the saucer. Her eyes were focused on the liquid inside so she didn't see her the CEOs face.
"Here's your coffee, sir."
"I changed my mind."
She blinked at him. "Sir?"
Damon stood up from his chair, and she gulped. As soon as he inched closer to her, Mia sucked a sharp breath. The hunger and lust in his mind were overwhelming. Within few seconds his body was pressed against her, Mia's eyes fluttered close on instinct, crowded by his warm, spicy scent.
His hand flew towards her cheek, cradling it as he whispered. "I will take your help."
"Huh?" She asked, even though Mia knew that it was meant to be sexual.
"I want your mouth on me, kitten."
Mia nodded her head. The thought of having that gorgeous length in her mouth made her mouth water. Within a few seconds, she was on his knees in front of him. Damon helped her unbuckle his pants, the latter sighing out in relief when his cock sprang free. He was bigger than average guys, a fact he was too proud of. Mia carefully dragged a finger up the vein that went along the left side as she tried to wrap her hand around his girth, but her fingers didn't reach all the way.
Damon was getting impatient with her just on his knees, merely toying with his cock, so he ran his nails through her hair and tapped her cheek. "Come on."
She hummed, continuing to play with his cock – loosely fisting his length, lightly squeezing and caressing just the head, tracing the slit with the tip of her finger.
The tension was so deliciously thick, the atmosphere heavy with a dense, heady kind of humidity that filled her lungs.
With a lick of her lips, Mia surged forward. She wrapped her lips around as far as she can, moaning at the taste of his precum and the warm heavy weight on her tongue. Her head bobbed up and down, saliva escaping from the corner of her lips, trickling down her chin.
Her boss groaned deeply at the warmth and wetness enveloping his hard cock. From under her lashes, she peered at him as he threw his head back in bliss. Mia hollowed her cheeks, sucking hard and squeezing around his base where her mouth couldn't reach.
"Your mouth is heaven!" He slurred, tracing the cheek swollen with his cock. Mia blushed red at the praise, feeling her stomach clench.
Gasping for breath, she popped off his cock, licking her lips and taking a deep breath before going back in. Mia spat on Damon's dick, watching the saliva drip off and she messily caught it with her tongue. The CEO grunted at that, his fingers tightening in her hair.
"All of me, kitten." He slurred. "I want you to take all of me."
She stilled her hand on her boss cock, gripping it firmly so she can rub the head teasingly over her lips, smearing the pre-come there until her mouth was wet and messy. Mia looked up at him from beneath her lashes and darted her tongue out to slowly licking, eyes closed and moaning indulgently at the taste.
His fingers tugged hard on her hair to which she widened her mouth. Damon thrust in quickly, clenching his teeth to remain quiet. Mia could feel him glide over her tongue and slide down the throat. Her eyes watered, tears threatening to spill, but she braced her hands on his hips.
His hips moved fast, his hand gripping her head tight to keep her from flying back from the force of his thrusts. Damon hissed as her nails dug into the skin on his hips when she held her mouth on his cock. He kept her there, watching her face flush red and eyes glaze over. It took him a few minutes to lose all finesse, the movement of his hips disjointed and sloppy as he thrashed around her.
Mia knew that he was close, his eyes rolling back and the hold on her hair loosening. Sweat formed on his brows and hairline, his breath short and chopped.
"I'm so close, kitten" He huffed, getting progressively louder with each iteration until he's practically screaming. Mia would have been parked if she had known about his soundproof walls and windows. Also, no one dared to walk in without knocking.
"Fuck!" With one last strangled cry, Damon came down her throat. Mia gasped, feeling the thick blob of liquid trickle down her mouth. As he started to pull out about halfway through she wrapped her hand around his length and squeezed, greedily swallowing and lapping everything her boss gave her.
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