Falling For The Boss by C.M. Steele Page A

you about. They’re never the best we have, and your constant firing of them is a little out of character and damage to our reputation."
    "Several of the ladies were let go because they were coming on to me."
    She gasped as if she was surprised. "I can't believe that. Why weren't we notified? We thought you were firing then rehiring them to avoid our fees."
    "Money has never been the issue. Every lousy woman you sent me cost me a lot of money in lost time."
    "I'm sorry. We even included male candidates on the lists we sent to you."
    "Have you spoken to Erin yet about getting me a new assistant this week? She was supposed to call you on Friday." My plan would only work if she hadn’t talked to Erin.
    "We haven't yet,” she replied.
    I tapped my fingers on the table before leaning in. "Okay. So here's what I need you to do. Please only offer male candidates because you've heard of my womanizing ways and you don't trust me."
    "Okay, but what if she refuses?" she asked.
    "Then tell her you're done with our company. She’s cost both of us a great deal of money,” I retorted.
    "That she has," Mrs. Wilke hissed.
    "Don't tell her we spoke. I want to catch her in the act,” I reminded her.
    We parted ways, but at this point, I trusted no one. Erin wasn’t only playing with my money; she was trying to ruin my life.
    The moment I jumped into the back of my truck, I called my woman. "Hey, baby.”
    "Hi. How's work this morning?" she asked cheerfully.
    Just talking to her made me smile like a fool. "It would be better if I was home with you." I’d be so deep in her, pounding away into her heat, coming as often as possible.
    "I agree, but I'm not at the house,” she admitted.
    "Where the fuck are you?" I snarled. The thought of her not being there freaked me out. I hoped one of my security members was with her.
    "Calm down. Layla and I are at the store. John is waiting for us in the truck.”
    “Moriarty is with you? Shouldn’t he be working?” I grumbled.
    “I thought you’d appreciate that he wanted to look after his pregnant woman.”
    “I do, but that doesn’t mean I want you around him,” I said.
    “You don’t trust him?”
    What could I say? I just didn’t want her falling for him. "Just call me when you get back to the house so I know you're safe."
    "I love you too," she said with a laugh then hung up.
    She knew my love turned me into an obsessive ass. What she didn't know was I planned to get crazier. Starting tomorrow, she'd have a full-time bodyguard. Unless she decided to come back as my assistant. She was the best for the job, even though I wanted to fuck her on any surface.
    When I got home from work, I couldn't wait to get my hands on Jess. The house smelled fantastic, but food wasn't what I had in mind unless she was her own delicacy.
    "Nate, you're home!" she squealed before running into my arms. Jess was only wearing one of my T-shirts.
    "I missed you too, my heart."
    She crawled up my body, clinging to me like a monkey, before planting her lips on my neck and kissing her way up to my mouth. I tugged on her hair and carried her to the couch. Laying her down, I tugged off her shirt and pulled her panties to the side, then I slipped a finger into her heat. Fuck, she was so wet. With her thighs parted, I made quick work of my pants.
    Our eyes met, and I realized that my shy, innocent girl was gone. In her place was a woman begging to be satisfied, and that turned me on more than I’d thought possible. My cock was lined up with her entrance while I leaned over her. In one moment, I claimed her pussy and her mouth, my tongue dancing with hers. She cried out, clawing at my back. I grunted, taking deep strokes into her. The pressure in my spine increased, and beads of sweat rolled down it. Fuck, the feel of her panties against my cock made it hard to concentrate. It took all I had to hold back.
    “Nate. Yes,” she whimpered, trying to find relief. I could tell she was close when her walls squeezed