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eBook details
- Title: Fisted
- Author : Sexxi Lexxi
- Release Date : January 04, 2017
- Genre: Erotica,Books,Fiction & Literature,Romance,Erotic Romance,
- Pages : * pages
- Size : 341 KB
Description
My bossâMr. Johnsonâcalled me into his office just as I was heading home. He revealed his desire to promote me to regional manager. All I had to do was⊠have sex with him. Under normal circumstances, I would have refused, but Mr. Johnson was both young and incredibly handsome. Plus, I could use the money. But what if mere sex wasnât enough? What if he wanted more? What if he wanted to⊠fist me?
Excerpt from Fisted:
Mr. Johnson may have been president of a fortune five-hundred company, he was barely older than me. I was never told his exact age, but if I had to guess I would say he was in his mid-to-late twenties. His undercut hair was black as night. His eyes were a deep shade of brown but seemed just as black as his hair. Though concealed beneath a fancy, hand-tailored suit, his muscles were apparent. He was a nearly-perfect specimen of human masculinity. His only âflawâ came in the form of a small scar on his jaw. I say âflawâ because the scar proved his humanity, thus making his near-perfection that much more impressive.
âClose the door,â instructed Mr. Johnson, putting an end to my ogling.
I did as told. When I turned back around, he was standing behind his desk. He stood perfectly erect, his hands tucked behind his back and his face as expressionless as ever. His gaze bore into me, making me regret my choice of wardrobe.
I had opted to wear a dress, something I only rarely did. It hugged my frame with surprising snugness.
There was a long moment of silence during which neither Mr. Johnson or I spoke.
âDo you know why youâre here?â he finally asked.
I shook my head.
âOur regional manager just retired, and weâre looking for a replacement,â explained my boss.
It took me a while to grasp what such a statement had to do with me.
âAre you sayingâŠâ I began, but the shock kept me from finishing.
âThe job is yours if you want it,â said Mr. Johnson in that deep, rumbling voice of his.
I couldnât believe it. There were dozens of far more qualified people. Not to mention the fact that I had been with the company for less than a year. What could possibly possess my boss to think I would be right for the job?
âYouâre smart,â he confided when I voiced my concerns. âYou know that everything comes with a cost. As long as youâre willing to pay the price, Iâm convinced you will be great at your new job.â
âI donât understand,â I admitted.
Mr. Johnson didnât answer. At least not with words. He made his way around the desk and slowly circled me, his dark eyes glued to my frame. I was beginning to understand what he meant by âeverything comes with a cost,â but it wasnât until his hand brushed against my butt that I had undeniable proof.
âWh-what do you want from me?â I asked, praying that my interpretation of the manâs actions was incorrect.
It wasnât.
âAre you sure you want to know?â he asked.
I didnât, but I could not afford not knowing. I nodded.
âThe deal is simple. In exchange for assigning you a post you are underqualified for, you must have sex with me.â