Se connecterJaneBy my third day at the company, I started to notice a pattern that made my stomach twist with an anxiety that was all too familiar.I didn't fit in and it wasn't that anyone was unkind. Everyone was professional, polite even, but there was an invisible barrier between me and the other assistants, the coordinators and the junior executives who clustered together by the coffee station or chatted in the hallways between meetings.I told myself it didn't matter. I was here to work and not make friends. Julius kept me busy enough that I barely had time to think about it during the day, but lunchtime was different.Julius had back-to-back meetings today, including a working lunch with the CFO, which meant I was on my own. I had brought leftovers from home, pasta from the dinner Julius had made last night and headed down to the employee cafeteria on the tenth floor.The space was modern and bright, with huge windows overlooking the city. Round tables were scattered throughout, most of
JuliusI was losing my goddamn mind. It was only ten in the morning and I was already hard three times. Three fucking times! Like I was a teenager who couldn't control himself instead of a grown man who had built an empire through discipline and focus.But then, discipline and focus were remarkably difficult when Jane Parker existed.This morning, she wore a cream-colored blouse tucked into a pencil skirt that hugged every curve, and my first thought had been how quickly I could get her out of it. Very professional. Very appropriate.I tried to focus on the reports on my screen. I tried to concentrate on the emails that needed responses, but my eyes kept drifting to the open doorway between our offices, catching glimpses of her as she worked.The way she bit her lip when she was concentrating. The elegant line of her neck when she tilted her head to read something. The curve of her ass when she leaned over to grab a file from the lower drawer of her desk.I was obsessed with her. T
JaneBy the time we returned to the office, I had managed to pull myself together somewhat. The afternoon was busy with emails and learning the various systems. It was overwhelming but in a good way.The challenge made me feel alive rather than drained.Around four, I finished compiling the notes from both meetings and walked through the connecting door to Julius's office. He was on his computer, focused, his sleeves rolled up and his tie slightly loosened. He looked up when I entered and smiled."Come in. How's it going?""Good," I said, approaching his desk. "I have the meeting notes compiled and I've sent the follow-ups to David and Catherine like you asked. Robert's assistant also confirmed the investment timeline we discussed at lunch.""Excellent," He reviewed the document I had pulled up on my tablet, nodding. "This is perfect, Jane. Very thorough."I felt that warm glow of approval again. "Thank you. Is there anything else you need?""Yes, actually," He looked up at me, his
JaneI stared at myself in the bathroom mirror, dabbing concealer over the purple mark on my neck. My cheeks flushed hot as I remembered exactly how it got there, Julius's mouth sucking hard while he was inside me, his hands gripping my hips and his voice rough in my ear telling me how good I felt."Stop it." I muttered to my reflection, but I couldn't stop smiling.There were other marks too. Faint bruises on my hips from his fingers and a small bite mark on my collarbone. I covered what I could and made sure my blouse would hide the rest. The evidence of last night made me feel simultaneously embarrassed and thrilled.I had set my alarm early specifically for this. For the first time in my life, I actually wanted to take time with my appearance. Not because someone expected it or demanded it, but because I wanted to. For me, and maybe a little bit for Julius.I applied foundation carefully, then a touch of blush and mascara. A nude lipstick that made my lips look fuller. I studi
JaneI barely had time to process being on the couch before Julius's mouth was on me."Oh my God!" I cried out, my back arching off the cushions as his tongue dragged through my folds in one long, devastating lick."So fucking wet," He groaned against my pussy, his hands gripping my thighs and spreading them wider. "Jesus Christ, Jane, you're dripping."I was. I could feel how soaked I was from sucking his cock, from watching him come and from the anticipation building in my core. He wasn't gentle or tentative. He ate me like a man starving, his tongue licking, sucking and exploring every inch of me with a hunger that made me shake. He licked from my entrance up to my clit, then back down, his tongue pushing inside me and fucking me with it."Julius!" I gasped, my hands flying to his hair, holding on for dear life. "Oh fuck, oh fuck."He pulled back just enough to speak, his breath hot against my pussy. "I've been dying to taste you again. Been thinking about it constantly."His mou
JaneJulius and I barely made it through the penthouse door.The shopping bags hit the floor with a thud, forgotten the instant the door clicked shut behind us. Julius's mouth was on mine before I could take another breath, his hands in my hair, pulling me against him with a desperation that matched the frantic beating of my heart."Fuck, I've been dying to do this," He groaned against my lips, walking me backwards toward the living room. "All the way home, watching you, knowing how you taste—"I kissed him harder, swallowing his words, my hands fisting in his shirt. The ride back had been torture. I had to sit beside him in the car, my body still humming from the orgasm he had given me.I had to watch his hands grip the steering wheel, remembering how those same fingers had been inside me less than an hour ago.We stumbled into the living room and he sat down hard on the couch, pulling me with him. I landed in his lap, straddling him, and the position pressed my still-sensitive pu
JuliusI couldn't look away no matter how hard I tried.Jane stood in front of me, her dress pooled at her waist and her back completely bare except for the thin strap of her bra. The mirror reflected both of us. Her wide eyes, flushed cheeks, the graceful curve of her spine and the way her hands
JaneI smiled at Julius as the saleswoman led us toward the VIP fitting area, but inside, rage simmered just beneath my skin.Street rat. Basic. Forgettable.Maribel's words played on repeat in my head, mixing with the image of her wearing my engagement ring, Hudson's arm around her waist like she
JaneI could barely stand, my legs still trembling from the intensity of what had just happened. My whole body felt like it was made of liquid. It was boneless and utterly spent.Julius seemed to notice immediately. Without a word, he bent down and scooped me up into his arms like I weighed nothin
JuliusI didn't waste another second.I dropped to my knees between Jane's spread thighs and buried my face in her pussy."Oh fuck!" She screamed, her back arching off the desk.She tasted sweet and musky and so fucking wet. I licked a long stripe from her entrance to her clit, groaning at the tast







