Page 2 of Obeying Mr Kingsley
Mason grabs his phone.“Then stop wearing...”he waves out his hand at me.
“Clothes?”I lift a brow.
“Jesus, Lexi,” he snaps.“Go do some work.”
This is what it’s like every day.
A tug and pull between us as we both pretend to be professional when all we want to do is fuck like rabbits.
I might be putting thoughts in his head.
But I’m almost certain Mason wants to fuck me on his desk like I’m his naughty personal assistant.
Because I am.
And I would.
But I can’t.
And around and around we go.
Like I said, I need this job desperately.More than anyone realizes.A more sensible person might stop the games, but I’ve never been sensible.
It’s been two weeks since I started working at Obsidian Nexus Technologies and almost three since I arrived in New York from London.
My best friend is now engaged to her prince—a grouchy prince—and expecting a child, while I’m now living in her old apartment.
Emily has started studying urban planning and seems to have her whole life planned out.A far cry from the girl who jumped on a plane to the United States just a few months ago to prove to her dad she wasn’t a loser.Thatlosersnagged herself a hot billionaire, and I love teasing her about it.
Sebastian gets hot under the collar when he hears me say that, but then again, when doesn’t he?Like I said, he’s a grouchy prince.
Em was supposed to start working for Mason but, long story short, she didn’t have any experience working with software applications.I did.
I saw the opportunity and jumped at it, and spontaneously Mason offered me the job.No reference checking and he almost begged me to start the following Monday.
Little did he know, he saved my bacon.
I thought I’d end up waiting tables or tending bar while in America.Living off tips and lying to everyone.
I still am, but for now that’s not important.
I expected my days in the Big Apple to be filled with shopping and nights spent with a sexy firefighter or Wall Street broker.That isn’t how things have worked out.
Meeting Mason has been both a blessing and a curse.I secured an excellent job working for him, but I also don’t seem to find any other man attractive.
This is a problem.
Let’s go back, and let me explain.
The day after accepting the PA role, we all went out for Emily’s birthday.The champagne was flowing, and Mason and I ended up on the dance floor, sparks flying all over the place.
“Can we dance before you officially become my boss?”I slid my long-painted nail down his Armani shirt, wiggling my hipsway too closeto his.
And the thing in between.
Yeah, I think you know what part I mean.
His cock.
