Bad Teacher

“You’ve gone through an awful lot of trouble for him,” the bald one says.

“What can I say? I like it here.” I shrug.

He raises a brow. “Is that all?”

I blush.

TJ quickly inserts himself into the conversation. “She did all this with the best intentions.”

“We know. We’re not going to fire her.”

TJ nods like he’s pleased, but I’m not. I want him to stay here too. It’s his father’s company, after all. No one deserves it more than him.

“What about him?” I ask.

Their eyes shift back and forth between me, TJ, and each other, and it takes a while for the one at the end of the table to open his mouth.

“Well, if this news item”—he holds up the USB—“can contain the damage, then I guess we can continue with business as usual.”

TJ’s face lights up. “So you don’t want me to resign?”

The man cocks his head and smiles. “As long as this whole panty thing doesn’t pop up anymore.”

“YES!” TJ’s voice is so loud it has everyone jolting up and down in their seat, and I can’t help but let out a chuckle when he pumps his fist in the air.

He jumps up from his seat and marches toward me.

And then he does the weirdest thing ever.

He grabs my face with both hands and kisses me.

Right in front of the board members.

Chapter 29

TJ

She’s the greatest gift that I ever got.

And kissing her is the least I can do to thank her for saving my ass.

So I do … I kiss her so damn hard she’s out of breath and out of energy by the time I’m done. Tongue and all, I claim her, devour her, own her.

I need to because it’s my way to celebrate the fact I’m still here. I’m not going anywhere, and neither is she.

No one will take her or this company away from me. And I’ll be damned if those fuckers think they can do anything about it.

“Well, okay …” one of them jokes in the back, and I can hear them laugh.

I don’t give a shit. I’m still kissing her.

When she’s out of oxygen, I draw back, and she sucks in some air. Her pink, swollen lips look so appetizing, and I’m almost tempted to go at it again, but I’d rather wait until we’re in private … so I can do much, much more than just kiss her.

Because after what she just did, man … I’ve got a dick harder than steel.

She briefly skims the room, and her cheeks turn bright red. “TJ, what the hell?” she hisses.

With a stupid grin on my face, I shrug and say, “Oops.”

More laughter is audible.

“Relax. It’s fine,” one of the guys says.

“It is?” Lesley mutters.

The guys look disinterested. “It won’t cause a scandal, will it?”

“No, of course not,” I say, still holding Lesley. “I’ll make sure of it.”

“Good.” They close their files and get up from their chairs. “Then I guess we’re done here.”

“So can he stay … Can I stay? … We’re not fired?” Lesley mutters, confused.

I pull her aside as the men walk out and whisper, “We’re safe. You did good. Too good. So good, I think I wanna marry you.” I plant my lips on hers again.

What can I say? I’m a horny motherfucker, and I’m madly in love with her.

Those two combined are like fireworks stuck in a jar. They’re bound to explode, and this is what happens; uncontrollable kissing.

The groping will have to wait … until they’re gone, of course.

Her mouth unlatches from mine. “What did you say?” she murmurs.

“You heard me …” I grin and kiss her again, unable to hold back.

“Okay, we’ll leave you two to it,” one of them men says, clearing his throat.

The others laugh and pass us. However, I have no intention of staying here. I need to have this sassy lady right fucking now, and I’m not doing it in a room with windows.

I grab her hand and drag her along with me down the hallway.

“Where are we going?” she asks, barely able to keep up.

“Down,” I say, pressing the elevator button frantically.

The board members just used it to go down, and now we have to wait. Goddammit, I hate having to wait when I want to fuck her brains out.

“So … everything’s good?” she asks again, smiling hesitantly.

“Yes,” I say sternly. “Now stop asking and come with me.”

I pull her into the elevator, and when the doors close, I can’t help but put my hands and tongue all over her. I shower her with kisses and drag my wet tongue along her neck as I grasp her tight. I squeeze her ass and groan into her mouth from delight.

“Jesus, what’s gotten into you?” she asks, giggling in my arms.

“You,” I murmur as I swipe my tongue along her breasts. “Or rather, me … deep inside you.”