Page 27 of Grumpy Boss of the Year

“I don’t want to be with you. In fact, I have a date tonight. I couldn't care less about you.”

“I think both of those statements are a lie. I think you wouldn’t know a lie if it hit you across the face just like you wouldn’t know what a big cock looked like.”

She grins at me. "Oops, sorry.”

“Are you trying to diss me?”

“I don’t think I'm trying. I think I just did.”

“You think I have a small cock?”

“Do I think, or do I know?”

“Well, we haven’t been together yet," I say. “So, there’s no way that you know how big or small my cock is.”

“You’d be surprised.” She looks at my feet and then my hands and then at the front of my pants. “Women have ways of knowing.”

“Okay, I'll hold you to that.”

“You’ll hold me to what?”

“I’ll hold you to that statement. You seem so confident and sure of yourself.”

“I am confident and very sure of myself.”

“So when you see my cock, and it's all up inside you, making you come, I’m going to tell you to apologize.”

“Excuse me?” She blushes bright red.

“I’m going to ask you to apologize when you realize just how big I am because if you don’t, then I'm not going to allow you to come.”

“You’re not going to allow me to do what?” Her jaw drops, and I can tell from her tone of voice that she’s shocked and turned on.

I grin at her and press my finger to her trembling pink lips.

“I’m not going to allow you to come, sweet one, because trust me when I say I will be inside of you, and you will be begging, and trust me when I say that you will be groaning that I'm the best and the biggest you’ve ever had.”

She throws her head back and starts laughing."You’re a fucking cocky boss, aren’t you?”

“Perhaps. Do you have a problem with that?”

“I don't have a problem with that whatsoever. I only hope that you live up to the hype.”

“Really? So, you’re not denying that I'll be balls deep inside of you?”

“Oh, I'm not denying that,” she says. “I mean, I do want to try the goods at least once.” It’s her turn to run her fingers across my lips now. “But trust me when I say this, Liam Gallagher. I’m not the one that’s going to be begging for anything. You’re the one that’s going to be begging to make me come. You’re the one that's going to be begging me to let you have a second time, and you’re the one that’s going to come harder and faster than he ever has in his life because believe me when I say you’ve never been with a pussy as good as this one.”

I lick my lips."It sounds like a bit of a challenge. I think I need to take you out of this office right now, and?—”

“And nothing,” she says. “I took this job to work. If there's going to be any fun time, it’s going to be outside of the office because I want to know that when I get my paycheck, it’s for my work and work alone and not for fucking you senseless.”

“I never pay for sex, so don’t worry about that.”

“I'm not worried about it. I'm just telling you the facts and the rules, so if you want to get on this train, you’re going to have to make sure you have the right ticket.”

“I see,” I say, slightly taken aback. Elisabetta is blowing me away in all the wrong ways. I want this woman. I want her more than I've ever wanted another woman in my life, and I'm not sure exactly what I'm going to do because she’s the one woman I really can’t have. She would mess with all my plans. “So, have a seat at the desk outside, and I'll have a laptop sent up to you within the next hour.”

“What am I meant to do sitting outside?” She blinks, slightly confused.

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