sex-me boss.

Damon had been waiting for her to do it ever since, but instead her eyes were fixed on the screen of his machine, something he couldn’t stand at all. He wanted her to be able to call him by his first name.

-Olivia,” Damon called her softly.

-I can’t understand it. You’re my boss and I could make the mistake of calling you that, even here, and you know perfectly well what that would mean. Let me call you what you’re supposed to.

Damon still disagreed with her so he slammed his machine down and Olivia looked at him, squinting. She had no idea this man could be such a brute when he wanted to be. She bit her lip unable to give him what he wanted but for Damon, he knew she could.

-Tell me what’s so difficult about this, Olivia, just my first name and nothing else.

-It’s not your name that might be difficult for me to pronounce, no, but it doesn’t seem right to me. I’d feel like we’d jumped the gun, it’s not normal, you’re my boss, come on.

The rest of what she said was of no interest to Damon. He’d dwelt on the fact that she’d said it would give the impression that they’d taken the plunge. He was glad it was for her too, since with the ring he’d already taken the plunge, but the hardest part was going to be when she knew it was him all along.

He left his armchair in a hurry and went to stand behind her. He undid his ponytail and let his hair cascade down, and when his fingers brushed the skin of her neck, Olivia shuddered, a certainty for Damon that she belonged to him.

-Olivia, please go ahead, there’s nothing complicated about it, you know.

-I… I said no, I couldn’t, it’s complicated, you understand.

As she refused to do it willingly, he intended to make her do it his way, so he pulled her hair to one side and placed his lips on the nape of her neck. She flinched and thought she was going to fall, despite the fact that she was sitting down. It was the same thing she felt with her mysterious stranger.

-My… what… what are you doing,” she managed to say between gasps.

-Just my first name and the torture will stop, but until you do, I’ll keep going until you bend to my will, Olivia.

Resisting such a determined man? she couldn’t, so she told herself it was just a first name and nothing more. She blew out a breath as he continued to torture her skin with his lips.

-Da… Damon, she said between breaths as he nibbled on her earlobe.

She knew that if he kept this up, she’d be wet any moment, and she had no one to satisfy her to the degree of her mysterious stranger.

A winning smile played on Damon’s lips after hearing him call her. The sound of her voice and the way she pronounced it added a sensual, sexy touch to her first name. From now on, he wanted to hear her moan his first name when he made love to her, but for that to happen, he’d have to find the best way to tell her the truth. He didn’t see himself being able to keep this from her much longer.

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He cleared his throat and came back to reality. He hadn’t even realized he’d gone astray. He knew she’d take it badly that he’d made a fool of her, but he hoped she wouldn’t take long to forgive him.

-Olivia I know we’re not friends, at least I know that’s what you think, but I’d like you to talk to me honestly. You don’t have to, but I want you to. Do you feel anything for the man who gave you this ring?

She pursed her lips at the question. She first had to know who he was, or at least what he looked like, to know whether she felt anything for him or not, and besides, this question from her boss intrigued her.

-I told you, you don’t have to answer me. When I talk about feelings, I mean any kind of feeling, be it hatred, love, desire, resentment… whatever.

He’d just made a point that gave him away again. He’d implied in the morning when she’d arrived that she was engaged because of the ring, but how could she be engaged if she didn’t love her fiance? how could she hate the man she was supposed to marry. Either he didn’t care about her, or her mysterious stranger who was supposed to be her friend didn’t care about her.