Sleeping With The Boss Novels & Stories

"Uh... I quit my job." "What? Why? Sophia, why would you quit such a wonderful job?" She shrieked. "It's not so wonderful mum. My boss is hell-bent on sleeping with me." "What? Doesn't he know that you're a virgin?!" "No he doesn't." "I can't believe this! He seemed like such a gentleman when we met. I never imagined him to be the type to proposition his female employees. How long has this been going on for?" "Longer than you can imagine..."

He growls my name and comes inside me. We stay like that until we can breathe again. Oh my God, I had sex in the office. I glance at my boyfriend. "Hi, boss." He chuckles and turns me around. "Hi, assistant," he says and kisses me senselessly. ***Gabriel and I fall into our new routine. He picks me up in the morning (much to my dismay, but my boyfriend is stubborn. I can't win when he puts his mind on something). Even though Gabriel doesn't do any PDA on me, he always talks with me on our way to our floor with the gleams in his eyes. I'm sure all of my coworkers can see it.

‍ “Abso‍lutely not.” Jimmy frowned. “Why​ not? What’s​ the point of s​leeping wit‌h someone at work if you’re not enjoying illegal of‌fice se⁠x‍?” Co⁠nrad‍ r⁠aise‍d a‌n eyebrow. “Because Samadora isn‍’t m‌y c‌oworker​.​ She’s my boss.”‌ Jimmy‍ grinned wid⁠er. “That’s what makes it p⁠erfect​ and hot.”

Zoe frowned, "Answer my question! I need to know when you are leaving my son." "Cullan and I love each other, there's no divorcing. And as for not having kids, it's not my fault, you should speak to him about it." Octavia said and checked her wrist watch. She quickly sped out from her presence. Her boss at work is a strict man who hates laziness. On getting to work, she saw her boss standing by her desk, "Zoe, you are ten minutes late again ?" "I'm so sorry, has anyone placed an order yet?"

But he seemed to be in a hurry and I didn’t want to burden him. Either way, I’m never going to agree to the contract. Sex with him is amazing, I must admit, but I can’t do contracts. I’m down for sex anytime he wants and it doesn’t change the relationship between us. We’re still boss-employee, or. . . whatever we were before, just, you know. With sex and blowjobs. I feel excitement bubble in me as I drag my suitcase to the elevator. I press the third floor button and wait. As I wait, I hear footsteps. Sharp, fast—definitely dress shoes, but not high heels.

I asked him while holding my breath. “Come back to bed. I need you for breakfast.” He commanded. I slowly made my way over to him when he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me on top of him. I could feel his hard cock through the blanket that was in between us. He grabbed my face and kissed me deeply. Last night was amazing but scary at the same time. I felt bad because I was sleeping with my boss, but every movement reminded me of James. I missed him dearly. “Sir, I don’t know if I can do this.” I admitted finally.

I picked it up without even bothering to say hello “Tell me you have wine,” I muttered tiredly. “Can't sleep? You sound like you have been run over by a Monday,”she replied,her voice laced with concern. “What's wrong?” I hesitated, swallowing the lump in my throat. “Just…there's nothing wrong,” I muttered, licking my lips. “Spill,Crys. Don't hold anything back,” “I slept with my boss,” the words rolled off my tongue. It wasn't what I wanted to tell her. I facepalmed myself as I realized the mess my mouth had caused. How the hell did I spill that?

he asked, wiping the corners of his eyes that were watery from laughing too hard. "Your sex life is very famous among socialites." I grumbled curtly. He still smiled at me, as if seeing my anger was pleasing to him. "But the rumors weren't wrong either ... " "Then we have nothing to do now. We have slept together once." "No." This time his smile completely disappeared, his blue eyes looked at me seriously. Contrast with his current shirtless appearance and slightly messy hair. "We still have business. You and me."

"Hey, stop it! I'm going to mini market for a moment, you can wait here!" "Wa ... wait a minute, Boss! ehm ... how about if I come? I can help carry your things!" "No, that's not necessary!" he said, trying to avoid physical contact with me. "It's okay, Boss! I'll ..." "No! and stop calling me boss. Do you understand?" he said holding back annoyed. "Ok, Boss!" "Agh...!" ***

“You did not!” “I did.” “With who?!” I ran a hand through my hair. “That’s where it gets complicated.” “Complicated how?” I looked at her. “The man from last night…” I paused. “…is Adrian Volkov.” “SHUT UP!” “I’m serious.” Vee jumped to her feet. “The Adrian Volkov? Billionaire? Face card never declines? That Adrian?!” “The same one.” “Oh my God,” she gasped, pacing. “Oh my God, oh my God. Wait, so you’re telling me you went to a club, had a one-night stand with a literal billionaire and then walked into your interview only to see he’s your boss?!”