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My Dominant Boss
Chapter Sixty–Two She Is Always on Time.
Wyatt
A sigh slips out of me as I finish talking with my dad. I had plans for this weekend that involved Alyssa in restraints and blindfolded. as I do unspeakable things to her, but not now. This weekend, my dad is making me go to the work event he’s hosting. Although I didn’t want to go, I promised to avoid any drama.
Grumbling, I make my way to Alyssa’s office.
“The plans for this weekend have changed.”
“What? Why? I was excited about our weekend since we couldn’t play last weekend.”
She appears unamused. I go over and lean against her desk, facing her chair.
“I know. I am sorry, sweetness, but I need to attend an event on Saturday night. In business, my father is relentless and won’t accept no for a response. We still have Sunday.”
“I suppose,” she inhales.
I predicted her disappointment, but not to this degree. Taking her hand, I pull her to her feet. I embrace her and give her a gentle
kiss
“I am sorry, beautiful. I will make it up to you. Promise.”
Wrapping her arms around my neck, she warns, “You better.”
I raise my brow at her, “I better? You should know me better than that.”
I swat her ass and she whimper, “Yes, sir, I do
Our lips connect in an intense and passionate kiss. I groan, squeezing her ass and hold her tightly to my body. I rotate us and place her on the desk, standing between her legs. As I massage her thighs, the intensity of the kiss grows. She entwines her legs around me, drawing me nearer.
Despite my desire to fuck her immediately, I reluctantly pull away from the kiss. My cock throbs, but we have a meeting soon. I don’t think it would be a good idea to go in smelling of sex.
“Later, baby girl. We’ll have to find a dress for you on our lunch break tomorrow.”
She looks at me confused, “Why do I need a dress?”
“For Saturday night.”
Her eyes widen, “You want me to come with you?”
Why does she seem surprised? Wasn’t it clear that she would accompany me to all events?
“That’s correct.”
“Do I really need to?” She whines.
Yes, you do. My parents will expect you to be by my side. I want you there.”
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“Okay, I will come.” She whispers.
I grip her face and kiss her one last time. “Good girl.”
My parents continue to believe that she is my girlfriend. Well, I suppose she is. I wouldn’t put the label of girlfriend on it, but it is something. I wonder how Alyssa sees herself. Does she consider herself my girlfriend or my submissive? In some ways, they are alike, but they are not entirely the same. It isn’t a topic we have discussed.
“We have a meeting soon. Are you ready for it?”
“Yes, Sir. I’ve gathered all the things you need,” she smiles.
“Mmm, good assistant, my very sexy one,” I smirk and wink at her.
She mirrors my smirk. “I am here for you every need, Mr.Sutton.”
“Kitten, I might need to take you up on that offer later.”
Her tongue darts along her lips. “I will look forward to it.”
I move a few steps back from her. “Can you please check everything is ready in the conference room before people start arriving, please?”
She quickly gathers her belongings and hurries away, nodding. I love telling her what to do outside of work, but since we started, I feel a little weird being her boss at the office now. I must remain professional at work, regardless of our personal situation. No one can see me giving her special treatment.
I go to my office, double–checking that I have everything for the meeting. It may turn out to be a long one. The worst part of the job is long meetings, but that’s the joy of being in charge. Alyssa, being by my side, can help, since she knows how to calm me down if I become irritated. I’ll have fun teasing her under the table if it’s boring.
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I’m outside Alyssa’s apartment building, patiently awaiting her return. She is late. She’s been mysteriously gone for an hour, three nights a week, insisting it’s for a class. I trust her. I have no reason to doubt her, but it’s frustrating that she won’t tell me which
one.
She said she’d be home by eight, but it’s almost eight–thirty. Even though I have the option to access her apartment, I will refrain from doing so. I hate waiting around. She hasn’t even bothered to contact me about being late. It shouldn’t be getting to me as much, but I can’t help it. I get anxious when someone is late. My thoughts run wild. It stems from my past.
I attempt to call her once more, but she doesn’t answer. Groaning, get out of the car and head towards her house, choosing to sit on the stairs outside. I despise this part of me that becomes paranoid over trivial matters. Before long, I find myself lost in my
thoughts.
“Wyatt, what made you stay out in the cold instead of going inside?
Alyssa’s voice instantly grabs my attention. I leap to my feet.
“Where were you? You were supposed to arrive thirty minutes ago.” snap.
She seems taken aback by my outburst. “Please calm down. I’m sorry I lost track of time. Why are you so mad?”
Taking a deep breath, I gather myself. “Alyssa, you really worried me I thought something had happened to you. You are never late, especially not when we are meeting.”
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“Wyatt, don’t worry, I’m fine,
“I didn’t know that.” I ramble.
she says with a gentle look in her eyes.
She places her hand on my chest, and it makes me instantly relax.
“I am fine. Sorry, I didn’t text or call.” She says and pecks my lips.
Silently, she takes my hand and leads us inside. When we arrive inside, she goes directly to the sofa to sit, patting the spot next to
her.
“Do you want to tell me what is really going on?”
“Nothing. It’s all good. I’m sorry. I overreacted.”
I’m not prepared to have that conversation with her right now. Just as she starts to speak, I silence her with a kiss. She reciprocates the kiss without resistance. I wrap my arm around her and pull her onto my lap. Our make–out session intensifies as she straddles me, and her hips grind against mine. Mmm, yes, I would rather be doing this if it means the conversation doesn’t continue. It’s not the best approach to use sex as a distraction from her questions, but I excel at it and it’s the most effective way for me to make her forget.
Holding her tightly, I rise and carry her to the bedroom where we’ll be for the next couple of hours, at least.
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