Her Billionaire Boss by Gena Snow

Chapter 6

Nick

 

 

 

 

I decided to throw a party to celebrate the mall’s ownership transfer and to thank my employees for their hard work. I arranged the catering and Brea and two other employees decorated the office.

After the concert is over, the mall quiets down although shopping activities continue. The food looks good but my mind isn’t on it. My eyes are tracking Harper wherever she goes. Damn. She isn’t wearing her hot glasses and her large, hazel eyes are larger and more beautiful than usual. She looks so sexy in a light blue dress that wraps around her bottom tightly and exposes her shoulders. I can’t help but imagine tracing her elegant feature with my lips and tasting her smooth skin.

If she’s aware of my existence, she doesn’t show. She’s speaking to her coworkers while having a piece of the employee appreciation cake I ordered. Whenever she licks her lips, my dick jolts. Fuck. Get a grip! It’s not like I haven’t had a woman for long. It’s only been… seven months. Wait, has it really been that long? Unbelievable. Well, the acquisition of the mall really drained my time and energy. I haven’t even been interested in meeting up with friends with benefits for a while.

Now, I realize I’m starved. It’s all I can do not to move over to her and put my paws on those enticing curves.

Fuck. Inappropriate. I didn’t acquire the mall to get into Harper’s pants. I only wanted to spite her. I wanted her to submit to my orders.

She’s pulled off her first project. Not bad. Impressive. Although she has the advantage of having the right connection, she worked hard on the rest. Getting flyers printed and mailed to town residents and advertising over the internet. She even had the foresight to hire extra parking traffic officers and arrange a temporary extra parking lot next to the mall.

 

After the party, Harper stays behind to help Brea clean up and take down the decorations. I return to my office to review some contracts. When I’m done with work, it’s quiet outside my office and it seems like everyone is gone. But the typing on a keyboard tells me someone is still here.

I step out to the open area to check and I’m surprised to see Harper still working in her cubicle.

“Harper, what’re you doing??”

“Just trying to earn more overtime, sir,” she says without looking at me.

“Are you serious?”

“No, Nick. I’m kidding. I just love working on a Friday evening because I have no life and because the previous property manager left a shit ton of work to be done, in case you aren’t aware of. A dozen stores are behind rent and even more maintenance requests are waiting to be processed. Numerous janitor and security vacancies need to be filled. And all those lease agreements that have to be renewed…” she grumbles on rapidly, looking like she’s going to explode. And then, she stops suddenly and glares at me.

I’m stunned by the deluge of complaints at first. I’ve had a taste of Harper’s fiery personality before but she hasn’t been defiant since she started working for me. For a second, I want to say I’m sorry but stop myself. It isn’t my style to apologize to employees. Instead, I say quietly, “Are you saying you can’t handle the work?”

She narrows her eyes on me for a second. “I want to know when you’re going to hire someone! I’m just a manager’s assistant. These aren’t my duties!”

I pause for a moment. “Well, from now on, they are. I’m promoting you to be the temporary property manager. If you do a satisfactory job in the next month, it’ll be permanent.”

Her mouth drops. “Are you serious?”

“Do I look like I’m joking?”

She shakes her head. “N-no, sir. Just making sure. Thank you.”

Damn. I like the husky voice and the obedient look. “Very well, now go home and enjoy your weekend. I’ve already gone over budget on overtime this month.”

She smiles. “Yes, sir.”

I stand by the door and wait for her to leave first because she doesn’t have the code to lock up the place.

“I’ll see you Monday, Nick,” she says as she nears me. “Thanks for the party.”

“You’re welcome,” I say, turning off the lights so the office is illuminated by the lampposts outside. “It isn’t too late to have fun at a bar.”

“Oh that’s not what I have in mind,” she says. “I’m going home to watch Netflix.”

“Alone?” I ask casually but purposefully.

“Yep. Avery and Tristan will be late and Jamie usually hangs out with friends on weekends.”

“No boyfriend?”

She shakes her head.

I struggle with my urge to ask her out. We could go for a drink, or a movie, or watch Netflix together…

She seems to be waiting for me to speak as well because she isn’t making an attempt to get to the door at all, even though I’m not blocking her way and she’s free to leave.

In the dim lighting, I’m keenly aware of her scent. She smells vanilla and beer, sweet and intoxicating. I step closer to her, closing the distance between us.

She trembles but doesn’t move away. Instead, she stares at me with her shimmering hazel eyes.

“Are you …err…drunk?” she asks me.

I shake my head. I only had a beer, and my head is perfectly clear. My body feels drunk, though, but it isn’t because of the alcohol. “Are you?” I ask.

“N-no,” she says. “I had a bit of beer, but I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?” I say. “I can drive you home if you want.”

“That won’t be necessary,” she says in a husky voice. “I can drive.”

I reach to touch her warm cheek with the back of my hand. She gasps as she gazes at me with widened, dreamy eyes. But still, she doesn’t move.

I stare at her pouty lips that have tempted me since the beginning of the evening. Would she slap me again if I kissed them? Hell, I won’t find out unless I try. And it would be worth it even if she did.

 

I bend down slowly, allowing her the chance to stop me. She lets out an adorable noise as our lips touch and circles my neck with her arms. I put my hand on her ass and press her against my hardened center. She wriggles right away, which makes me even harder.

She takes my lip between hers and sucks it playfully. Fuck. Little minx. I didn’t know she had a naughty streak in her. It must be the alcohol from the beer she had earlier. I walk us to the nearest wall and press her against it. I kneel in front of her and stroke her bare legs, moving up to her thighs and reaching her round ass cheek.

I gaze up at her to see whether she wants me to proceed and the desire in her eyes is my permission.

I hike up her skirt and inhale sharply when I see her lace panties. I slide my hand between her open legs to feel her warm juncture through the fabric. She’s drenched.

I don’t hesitate to peel the lace off her and taste her.

Harper grasps my hair as I lick her sweet juice that soaks her petals. “Oh God!”

I slowly tease her swollen bud to make her writhe and moan. She enjoys so much she pushes her pelvis forward. I increase my speed. I push a finger into her to feel her tight walls and she squeals. I thrust in further while watching her eyes turn stormy.

And then I feel the barrier. “You’re a virgin?”

She nods shyly.

Fuck. I suck her clit between my lips hard, and she spasms with a scream.

I stand up, hold her trembling body in my arms and kiss her again, letting her taste herself on my lips. And then I ask her, “Since you don’t have a life, and since you’re my interim property manager, you’ll go on a business trip with me tomorrow.”

She’s panting but her mouth opens wider upon my words. “Is it overtime?”

“Yes, with luxury hotel and dinner paid by the company.”

“Sounds good,” she says.