My Boss's Toy

Chapter 8

The next day at work was quiet. I didn't even see Xavier after he went into his office in the morning. I was sitting at my desk taking a small break with some hot tea when the elevator opened. It was late afternoon and no meetings were scheduled. I smiled as I saw Atticus walk over. I stood as he smiled back at me.

"Why, hello miss. I have a meeting with your boss. Would it be alright for me to go in?" He asked with a teasing smile. I giggled softly.

"Well, let me see." I pressed a few keys on the computer even though it wasn't on. I frowned softly. "What was the name?" Atticus laughed and walked around the desk to me.

"Atticus Marchetti. Your fiance." He said as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I wrapped my arms around his neck with a laugh of my own.

"Well, in that case, you are always welcome." With a smile, he leaned forward and gave me a kiss. Then someone cleared their throat loudly. We broke apart in an instant and I looked at Xavier leaning against the door to his office to hold it open. He glared at Atticus.

"It's not normally appropriate to be kissing secretaries at work, Atty," Xavier said as his gaze slid towards me for a moment. Atticus glared at his brother.

"Normally no. She is my fiance though. I've also told you a million times to not call me that." Xavier shrugged at his words.

"Better make it a million and one then." He looked at the watch on his wrist. "I do have things to do and your flirting is wasting my time." Atticus frowned and then turned back to me.

"Sorry Kifa. I'll make it up to you later." He winked at me and I watched Xavier's jaw clench in annoyance. I waved him off and he walked towards his brother.

"I will talk to you about your professionalism, Kifahari," Xavier said before he walked into the office. I felt the wind knock out of me slightly. MY professionalism? What about HIM? I huffed loudly and sat back down. I fumed as I sipped my tea. How dare he. I was always professional. One time did not ruin that. I was human too. I sighed harshly, realizing I would get nowhere with this.

I went back to work after a minute. As I was typing up an email, the door opened again. I sent the email off and waved at Atticus as he left. He gave me a small wave back. As the door to the elevator shut I heard a gruff throat clear. I looked at Xavier as he leaned against his door once more. He inclined his head to indicate he wanted me to go into his office. I sighed softly and stood after shutting down my computer. I stepped into the office with him behind me. I waited as I expected him to pass me to go to his desk. When he didn't, I turned to find him standing very close to me. I took a step back in shock.

"So you get onto me about what is right but not him?" I blinked in shock for a moment. Was he serious?

"Are you serious? It's different." He raised an eyebrow sharply. Before I could react, he reached out and wrapped his hand around my neck. I felt my whole body shudder and my heartbeat began to hammer in my ears.

"How is that? You enjoy both of them, Kifa." Again he put emphasis on my nickname. I opened my mouth to deny it and to tell him off as he leaned forward. "I can feel your heartbeat right now. Try and deny the truth." The words were a clear threat. I felt a shiver down my back and felt that strange heat in my gut again.

"It doesn't matter. It's different," I said finally, and pulled his hand away from me. I stepped around him and made my way towards the door.

"Stop." The simple word made me freeze before I could even process it. The strong commanding tone seemed to speak to my body even before my brain could decide on what to do. I heard Xavier chuckle as he reached out and took my wrist in his hand. He spun me around and then pushed my back against the door I had been a couple of steps from. "Isn't it easier just to admit it, Kifa? Admit that you want someone to command you as I do." His other hand wrapped around my other wrist as he held me to the door. It took me a moment for my brain to catch up.

"Let me go. I don't know what you are talking about." I said with what I hoped sounded strong enough. Even still, I couldn't bring myself to try and pull my arms free of his grip. He smirked softly.

"I think you have an idea, Kifa. Don't pretend it doesn't excite you." My mind flashed back to the scene I had walked in on and my cheeks flushed bright red. I felt that heat spread through me and I tried to think of a response. He leaned forward until all I could do was stare into his eyes. "Tell me to let you go again and I will. If not, I will show you what I can do for you instead."

I opened my mouth to say the words as his grip on my wrists tightened. I gasped softly and I couldn't seem to speak. I shook my head softly and he grinned widely. He leaned forward until I felt his hot breath over my ear.

"You have to say those words, Kifa, or it doesn't count. I'll give you one more chance." As his warm breath washed over my skin, I fought back a groan. What was wrong with me? When I still didn't say anything, he chuckled softly. "Good girl. I knew you wanted this." The words made me shudder and this time I didn't get angry. He pulled my wrists up over my head and held them in one hand. He pressed his body forward as his other hand went to my hip. "Spread your legs," he said in a clear command.

Despite the war waging inside me, my legs spread almost on their own. His fingers pulled at the button on my pants and before I could process it, he drove his fingers down and into my underwear. I gasped out loudly as his finger found my c**t in an instant. My head flew back in a moan before I could stop myself.

"You're wet," Xavier said, as a matter of fact. He circled his fingers and I felt my legs shake softly. I bit my lip harshly as another moan threatened to escape. How did it feel so good? He had barely touched me. "Don't hold back. Let me hear you." His command was clear and as he spoke he drove a finger into me. I gasped out and moaned. My back arched, pushing my body against him.

He pushed a second finger into me and I felt the world blur around me. I never knew someone's fingers could feel so good. He gripped my wrists tighter as he began to thrust his fingers into me. He didn't go slow like Atticus would. He drove his fingers into me with speed and power. I was moaning before I could stop myself.

"c*m for me Kifa. Submit to me." He growled the words into my ear. I couldn't fully process them as my whole body tensed. I nearly screamed as I came suddenly. My whole body spasmed as the most intense orgasm I had ever had took over me. Just as I began to regain my senses, he let me go. I slid down to the ground, not realizing that he had been the only reason I was still standing. He smirked as I looked up at him. He held up his fingers and I saw they were covered in my juices. I flushed bright red. He brought them to his mouth and licked them softly. His eyes widened. "You're delicious. I might break my rule for you." He grinned as he said that.