Curvy bookkeeper Annie isn't sure what to do when she suspects that her sexy billionaire boss has been padding some numbers in the company records. She's almost sure that he's been misusing company resources, but she can't afford to lose her job - plus, she's been fighting a completely inappropriate attraction to him since she started working at his company. But when word spreads about upcoming layoffs, Annie makes a desperate move - she confronts Mr. Ashfield about the cooked books, promising that she'll keep his secret if he'll let her keep her job. His own livelihood now at risk, Mr. Ashfield has no choice but to say yes. With tensions running high, Annie could almost swear that Mr. Ashfield wants her too - but she can't quite believe it until he snaps and loses control, and they both lose themselves in desperate, lonely passion. But soon, Annie uncovers the real reason why he fudged those numbers in the first place. Guilty and heartbroken, she returns to Mr. Ashfield for forgiveness - but is it too late for these broken souls to find their happily ever after?Warning - this 16,000 word story contains explicit sex scenes, including delicious foreplay, rough sex, spanking, hair-pulling, mutual masturbation, and light D/s themes. Adults only!- Excerpt -"And yet," he said, meeting my eyes, "it never occurred to you that you could leverage this thing into an arrangement that might meet some of your non-financial needs?"My ears burned. He was toying with me. He had to be.Mr. Ashfield walked around the desk, resting his hand on the edge as he went, his fingers running lightly along the polished wood. He stopped inches from me, reaching up to my face and brushing my hair behind my ear with the same gentle touch.I shivered."Mr. Ashfield," I whispered, "I don't...""What?" he smiled. "You don't what? You don't think of me that way? That's a lie, Annie. Do you want to add that to your considerable list of sins?""You're not my priest," I said."I could be," he said, leaning in close. "If you like."I cleared my throat. "This doesn't change anything, you know.""I know," he said. "But as long as you've already you've already sent the protocol for boss/employee relationships straight to hell in a handbasket, we might as well stop dancing around this thing."He was a master manipulator, telling me exactly what I wanted to hear. How he'd yearned for me quietly, just like I'd yearned for him. Complete and utter bullshit. But I didn't even care.His mouth was very close to my ear now. "What can I do to convince you to drop this, right here and now?"I shook my head. The heat from his body was intoxicating, and when he slipped his arm around my waist and pulled me against him, my knees almost buckled."What?" he said. "Nothing? There's nothing I can do?"
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