If this is your first time for a Promptly Penned post it’s pretty simple. We’re all given the same one sentence and we have to create a story around it. I was a bit short on time, so I hope you enjoy what I came up with.
“Wow. Can we just pretend, for one second, that you’re not a complete douchebag?”
Cara clapped her hand over her mouth, unable to believe what just came out of her mouth. In a meeting. Directed at her boss.
He stared at her over his glasses for a long frosty moment. “Excuse me.”
She glanced around, glad no one else had overheard, or, if they did, they ignored it. Before she could form a reply, Mason Carter rose from the seat, that looked as if he were commanding a star destroyer, and ordered everyone from the room. Everyone, of course, but her.
After the door closed, her turned to face her. “Would you like to repeat that, Ms. Davis?”
Slowly, he stalked toward her and she felt a slight frisson of awareness crawl up her spine. Damn the man was handsome and powerful. And slightly dangerous. Dangerous men had always turned her on.
He sat behind the huge desk and studied her without saying a word. The longer he stared, the more excited she became. Clenching her thighs together, she knew if she checked, her panties would be wet.
“So, what do you think should happen now?” he asked, coolly.
“We ignore what happened and I’ll just go out to my desk?”
“No, that can’t happen. You were insubordinate, offensive, and rude. I should fire you, and believe me, you will find it quite impossible to find another job.”
She ran her damp palms over the soft cotton of her skirt. “I really need this job.”
Nodding, he took his glasses off and placed them on his desk. “I know. So, you will apologize and, if you perform adequately, you’ll get to keep your job.”
“I’m sorry, I spoke out of turn.”
“It’s not that easy.”
She heard the jingle of his belt buckle and she caught her breath. The two of them stared at one another over the rich, expanse of the cherry wood desk. Cara was afraid to move, afraid if she did it would break the tension in the room.
“Come here,” he ordered, softly. “Come here and apologize.”
Licking her lips, she rose and moved around to stand beside his chair. He had unzipped his trousers and his cock, thick and long, jutted out. She knew what he wanted, what he demanded. Was the job worth it?
Dropping to her knees before him, she inched forward as he spread his legs to allow her access. Taking himself in hand, he stroked once, twice. Without thought, she leaned forward and took him into her mouth. He groaned and grasped her hair as she began to swirl her tongue around the head.
She wrapped her hands around his length and began to slowly pump as she sucked and kissed. He tasted so good. She closed her eyes to concentrate on the scent and the feel of him.
“Cara, feels so good. Your mouth.”
His broken muttering would have made her smile, if she weren’t so busy. Oh yeah, she thought, he’d going to love this. Then she took him as far as she could into her mouth and swallowed.
“Stop. Shit. Not like this. I want to fuck you.”
He pulled her up and took her mouth in a kiss that was all teeth and tongues. Reaching under her skirt, he yanked her panties off, ripping them in the process. Then he pulled her onto his lap and thrust into her. Cara pressed her face into his shoulder to make sure she didn’t scream. Didn’t want the rest of the office to figure out what they were doing.
Mason grabbed her hips and began to move her up and down his cock. He filled her so good, all she could do was hang on and muffle her moans against his neck.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he murmured against her ear. “Your pussy is heaven. So, hot. So, tight. Tell me you’re almost there.”
She nodded as the orgasm flashed through her. He thrust a final time then followed her. The two of them sat slumped in his chair as Mason wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled her neck. Cara ran her fingers through his hair as she tried to catch her breath.
“Douchebag?” he said.
She laughed. “Sweetie, you were kind of acting like a jerk toward Raymond.”
He scowled. “He didn’t have the report he was supposed to finish yesterday. He deserved to be chewed out.”
“Yeah, but not in front of everyone.”
She sat up and kissed him. “At least you didn’t discipline me in front of everyone.”
He laughed. “Love, I’d kill anyone who looked at you.”
“Yeah, I’m your husband, I’m supposed to say sweet shit to you.”
“You know what we should do?”
“Go home and spend the rest of the day in bed?”
Cara laughed and hugged him. “You read my mind.”