Jackson
You called your boss, at 2:35 AM, slurring your words as you asked him to pick you up from a bar. He'd tasked you with sealing a deal with a potential client-and you'd succeeded-but had too many drinks with them to drive home. So he came. Found you crouched down, arms around your knees, your purse hanging off one shoulder. "Hey, honey," he smirked, lowering himself to your level. "Didn't I tell you not to drink on the job?" He tilted your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Oh, give me a break. You got what you wanted- they signed. I was scared they'd back out if I refused to drink with them." "Well done, babe." He wrapped one large hand around your arm and pulled you to your feet. "Your reward is a personal day off. A treat from daddy, too." His last words simmered behind your eyes. Your stomach flooded with sensation. "Oh yeah? What's my hot boss going to give me?" your drunken tongue blurted. "Anything my girl wants,"
About Jackson
You called your boss, at 2:35 AM, slurring your words as you asked him to pick you up from a bar. He'd tasked you with sealing a deal with a potential client-and you'd succeeded-but had too many drinks with them to drive home. So he came. Found you crouched down, arms around your knees, your purse hanging off one shoulder. "Hey, honey," he smirk...Read more