Boss of Mine

This kiss is for me. Just for me.

Manu's cock turns stiff as he moans against my lips. His thick shaft begins to throb, filling me with hot cum. That's it. That's all it takes to turn my entire body inside out. The orgasm washes over me, melting me to the core.

I moan, a silent moan that rides over the surface of my skin, turning my flesh to ice. Goosebumps erupt like glaciers in a vast ocean. I bite my bottom lip and rake my nails down his back.

We're both breathing heavy as our eyes lock on each other. The pads of his fingers gently trace my face. “Ronda,” he says.

“Yeah?”

“I hear you're looking for a job.”

I giggle and smile. “Yeah, I couldn't take the idea of being there and having to see you if this was over. I figured it was just easier for both of us if I was gone.”

“Well, you're wrong. Nothing about that is going to be easier. You can have your job back.”

“Are you sure? You don't think us being together will cause issues in the office?”

“Not at all. I think you being there will only make it better. Besides, I am the boss, and I want you there.”

“Okay,” I say. “I'll come back.”

“Oh and, Ronda. . .”

“Yeah?”

“I think I love you.” His voice is low, but I hear him the same as if he was standing on a rooftop and screaming it as loud as he can.

I can't stop the smile from spreading across my face. “I don't think I love you; I know I love you.”

Manu grins, kissing me again, and I feel his love.

A love that doesn't have boundaries. A love that doesn't conform to rules.

A love that only comes once in a lifetime.

Epilogue

Manu

Six Months Later

“Give me some good news, Moreen.”

I sit back in my chair, gently twisting side to side as she opens her folder. I need good news. Our numbers have been so inconsistent that if it keeps going this way, I'll have to start laying off people, or worse—close our doors completely.

That's the last thing I want. Everyone in this office relies on this place. I can't let them down.

“Well, it's your lucky day,” she says, sliding a few loose papers across the desk. “Here, see for yourself.”

I pick up the papers, and to my surprise, the numbers are the best I've ever seen. We've tripled our readership and sold more magazines this past month than we have in the last year.

“Wow, this is good, this is very good.”

“See, I told you you'd be surprised.” She smiles, biting on the tip of her pen and wagging her brows. “I don't always bring bad news, Mr. Reeves.”

“Not today you don't. Let's keep it this way.”

“Well, with the work you've been doing lately, we'll have a profit margin that's ten times what we have now.” She grabs the folder off my desk and stands to leave.

“You want these back?” I ask.

“No, those are for you.”

Moreen starts to leave, when I stop her. “Hey, can you tell Ronda to come see me, please. I want to tell her the good news.”

“Can do,” she says, disappearing out the door.

I feel really good right now. These past few months have been great. I'm working better than I have in years. I'm focused, driven, and feel unstoppable. Now that Ronda and I are official, and I'm not trying to hold in my feelings or hide our relationship, my mind is crystal clear.

Ronda's also doing amazing. She's been editing articles and has really fallen into the role perfectly. Plus, having her around just makes this place better. There's no doubt in my mind that she's exactly what this place has been missing all along.

No, not this place—you. She's exactly what you've been missing.

“You rang,” she says with a smile as she enters my office.

I stand from my seat, and walk toward her, embracing her in a big hug. Kissing her, I smile and say, “Did you hear the news?”

“No, what news?”

“We did it, our numbers are up all across the board.”

“Manu, that's great!” she says excitedly. “I'm so happy for you.”

“You should be happy for us.”

“Us? But this is your business. I just work here.”

“No, without you I don't think this place would still be standing.”

She smiles big, those cute little dimples imploding on her cheeks. “Stop it, you built all this yourself. Just you.”

“I don't want anything to be just me. I want to build something with you too.” I fumble in my pocket, and pull out a small box. Her eyes grow big as I drop to one knee and pull back the lid. “Ronda, I want to build a life together. I want to wake up to your beautiful face every morning for the rest of my life. I want to spend my nights falling asleep with you by my side. Marry me, Ronda.”