The lunch order

This good sex story from Billionaire Bosshole by Laura Lee, published with permission.

The lunch order
Mixing work and pleasure has never been more mixed up… or more pleasurable.


Later that day, Miss Montgomery walked into my office without invitation and dropped a thick folder on my desk.

“A knock would’ve been nice.”

She parked a hand on her hip. “If you wanted privacy, you should’ve locked the door.”

I fingered the corner of the file, willing my dick to calm down. “What is this?”

“The new promotional materials you asked for. A thank you would be nice.”

I opened the folder and briefly glanced at the brochures.

“Don’t hold your breath. I’m not going to thank you for doing your job. I think your paychecks do that for me.”

Miss Montgomery huffed and crossed her arms, pushing up her ample tits.

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“Why do you have to be such an ass all the time? Have you ever heard the expression you catch more flies with honey? I know being nice is a foreign concept to you, but you should try it sometime. It sure as hell would make working here much more tolerable.”

“If you’d like to lie down on my desk and spread your legs, I’ll show you how nice I can be.”

I gave her a leisurely once over, not missing how her nipples perked up at the attention. “With my mouth on your pussy.”

She scoffed. “In your dreams.”

I gave her a wolfish grin as I rose from my chair and rounded my desk. She turned with me as I approached, her breath hitching as I placed an arm on either side of her.

“What are you doing?” she whispered.

I lightly grazed my knuckles over her perky nipples. “Your body seems to like that idea very much.” I bit the fleshy part of her earlobe before whispering, “I think you’d love it if I licked your pretty little cunt until your juices were dripping all over my face.”

She shivered. “You’re a pig.”

I wrapped my hand around her slim waist and pulled her into me so she could feel how hard I was. “That may be, but you want me anyway. Your pussy is dripping at the prospect of me devouring you with my tongue. Admit it, Miss Montgomery, and I’ll make that ache between your thighs all better.”

“Shut. Up.” Miss Montgomery grabbed my tie, attempting to yank me down into a kiss.

I lowered myself to the ground instead, putting me at eye level with my target. I pushed her skirt up and buried my nose in her slit, taking a lungful of air, breathing her in. Fuck, I loved how she smelled. “These are the lips I’m more interested in kissing right now.”

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She moaned as I moved her flimsy panties aside and teased her clit with the tip of my tongue. “Ah… God!”

I swirled my tongue around her hole.

“That’s Mr. Maxwell to you.”

Her thighs clenched as I swung them over my shoulders.

“Did you really just liken yourself to God?”

I gave her one long lick from bottom to top. “No, sweetheart. You did.”

“Unbelievable,” she muttered.

Christ, she was warm and wet and tasted sweeter than I could’ve ever imagined. I could eat her pussy all goddamn day. I brushed my thumb over her slick hole, before moving it lower. I teased her ass while sucking her clit, and she loved every second of it. The only words that left her mouth were curses or pleas for more. Right as she was about to approach the summit, a knock came at the door.

“Go away,” I shouted.

“Uh…” the timid voice said through the door.

“Mr. Maxwell, I have your lunch order. I’d normally give it to Miss Montgomery, but I can’t find her.”

She propped herself up on her elbows and whispered, “Shit.”

I smiled as I nibbled her inner thigh. “What do you say, Miss Montgomery? Should we invite him in? The door’s unlocked. He could turn that handle at any moment and get an eyeful of your soaked pussy, all swollen and greedy for me.”

She whimpered as I went back to work on her clit. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

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“You filthy fucking girl,” I taunted. “You like the thought of getting caught, don’t you? It makes you hot, thinking about the new intern walking in, watching me eat your pretty cunt.”

“Shut up!” she whisper-shouted. “He’ll hear you!”

The persistent fucker knocked again. “Uh, Mr. Maxwell? What should I do?”

I slid two fingers inside of her, curling them to hit her G-spot. “It’s your call, sweetheart.”

“Make him go away, you jackass!”

I sucked on her hot flesh, loving the way she squirmed as I did. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure, you idiot! Get rid of him and then make me come, for fuck’s sake!”

I chuckled before speaking loud enough so he could hear me through the door.

“Give it to someone else. I’m already eating my lunch and it’s quite delicious.”

“Um… okay, whatever you say, sir. Enjoy your lunch.”

I winked as Miss Montgomery met my gaze. “Oh, I will.”

Her head fell back on a groan. “Asshat.”

“Now, where were we before we were so rudely interrupted?” I parted her swollen lips with my index finger. “Ah, that’s right. I was about to make you scream my name.”

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She thrashed about, grinding her pussy into my mouth as I switched from licking to sucking to tongue-fucking. My cock was aching, the need to fuck was severe, but worshipping this she-devil’s cunt took priority over anything else. If this was my only opportunity to do this, I was damn sure I would make the most of it.

Miss Montgomery’s hands were woven deep into my hair as she came, clenching around my fingers, quivering and whimpering, begging me not to stop. Her big brown eyes were fixed on me the entire time, and in that brief moment, everything else faded away. It was disarming—this hold she seemed to have on me. But in that moment, I didn’t care. She was fucking magnificent when she came, and I was willing to do anything to see her do it again.

I was quickly learning that I was insatiable when it came to this woman.

I couldn’t be around her for more than a few seconds without wanting to fuck her raw and ruthless, which was exactly what I intended to do. As I stood, I roughly grabbed her hips, flipping her onto her stomach. After freeing myself from the confines of my pants, I rolled her thong down to her knees and ground my erection into her ass.

I leaned over and bit the shell of her ear. “Hold on to the edge of the desk. It’s going to be a bumpy ride.”

I smiled as her body broke into chills as she heeded my command.  I donned a rubber as fast as humanly possible and wasted no time guiding my cock into her dripping pussy.

“Fuck,” she panted.

Her juices were dripping down her thighs as I rutted into her like a madman. I dipped my hand between her legs, rubbing her slit as I trailed biting kisses down the graceful column of her neck.

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I spread her ass cheeks. “One of these days, I’m going to take this beautiful ass of yours.”

She moaned. “That’s awfully presumptuous of you.”

“Oh, really now? And why’s that?”

“Because this is never happening again after I leave this room.”

She yelped as I slapped her ass.

“You say that now…” I bent my knees to change the angle a bit. “But we both know it’s only a matter of time before you’re begging for my cock.”

“God, your ego knows no bounds.”

I reached around her to pinch her clit. “It’s not arrogance; it’s confidence. Big difference, sweetheart.”

She arched her back as I rolled her swollen bud between my fingers. “Just shut the hell up and fuck me, you miserable bastard.”

I grinned. “Oh, baby, I love it when you talk dirty to me.”

Miss Montgomery growled. “I swear to God, if you don’t…” She gasped as I shoved myself into her with more force.

I wrapped my fist around her long locks and pulled. “If I don’t what?”

“Oh, fuck! Keep doing that!” I sped up and yanked on her hair harder. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

She clearly liked the hair pulling because she instantly started spasming around my cock. As soon as she stopped clenching, I ground into her a few more times before my balls began to tighten. I pulled out of her and quickly ripped the condom off before shooting my load all over her curvy backside. I trailed my index finger through the cum decorating her skin, down her ass crack, right before delivering one final smack to the right cheek.

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Damn, I loved the sight of her pinkened skin.

As I headed for my ensuite, I said, “Thanks for lunch, Miss Montgomery. You can show yourself out.”

I smiled as I heard a string of curses as I shut the door.


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Laura Lee is a USA Today bestselling author of steamy and sometimes ridiculously funny romance.

She lives in the Pacific Northwest with her wonderful husband, two beautiful children, and three of the most poorly behaved cats in existence. You can find her reading spicy, funny romances, or on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram and Bookbub. If you liked this story, you can give her five stars on Goodreads.

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