Chapter 38 - 38

After a long while, I pulled away far enough to look at his handsome face. It looked so relaxed and content that I felt pride well up in me at having been the cause of it. He briefly opened his drowsy eyes to look at me before tightening his arms indicating he was not ready for me to leave just yet. I willingly laid my head on his chest and allowed him to hold me for a while longer just soaking up the warm feel of his body pressed against, and inside me. Before I knew it, it was time to get up since I was pretty sure lunch was over and I didn't want people to start wandering in to look for us.

"Reed?" I whispered as I tapped his arm lightly.

No response.

"Reed," I said louder trying a light smack on his arm.

A light snore was my reply on that one making me panic a little.

"REED!" I snapped louder and shoved at him.

"Huh?" he muttered finally as he drowsily opened his eyes to look around.

Confusion filled his gaze until it landed on me, then it melted away instantly into a sexual heat. I felt him begin to harden inside me once more. I had to bite back a moan as my own desire began to rise slowly and threatened to burn away all my thoughts in my mind except for him.

"Oh no, no, no. I have to get back to work before someone comes looking for me," I warned him as I pushed at his arm again more fanatically this time.

"Why? We can say you went homesick. Then you can stay on my couch all day. Believe me, your boss will approve it," he said drowsily.

He continued to nuzzle my ear as his arm staying firmly in place. His only response to my wiggling was to for his cock to harden even more inside me.

His words reminded me why I was against doing this in the office. I pushed harder against his chest, showing him that I was completely serious about getting up. Finally, with a huge put-up sigh he let me go. If people found out about this, they would assume I was no better than Chrissy. Was I any better? Yes, I told myself firmly as I began to pull my pants back on. Chrissy slept with her boss to advance her position; I was sleeping with my boss because I wanted to.

I looked over at him and watched as he started getting dressed as well, I felt a shiver go down my spine as I caught glimpses of his well-formed, muscular body. My libido, which seemed to have gone into overdrive ever since he stepped back into my life, was cheering him on for his reverse striptease.

Knock it off, Mia, now is not the time to be insatiable. I chastised myself. I quickly finished getting dressed and tried my hardest to not complain about the fact that my pants felt uncomfortable and odd without the barrier of my underwear.

"Mia, look at me," he said and his hand grasping my chin giving me no choice even if I wanted to. "What's going on?"

"This shouldn't have happened," I said, pulling away from his grasp and hurrying to make my hair as presentable as I could.

"Why not?" he asked quietly.

I just shook my head as I straightened my shirt, happy to find that there were hardly any wrinkles in it. I wasn't sure what to tell him. I wasn't even sure if I could help him understand even if I could find the right words to explain this new set of reservations to him.

"Why not?" he repeated louder.

Suddenly I felt trapped knowing the only way he was going to let this go was if I started another fight and after everything. After having just settled our last one I didn't want to start another.

"You're my boss. There's company policy about supervisors having relationships with their employees," I replied as I began to pace once again trying to figure out what to say to explain it.

"I own this company. If I want to sleep with one of my employees, then I will. If I didn't think you could handle the position I gave you then, I wouldn't have done it," Reed explained.

He walked up to me and grasped my shoulders forcing me to stop my pacing and face him again.

"Don't do this, Mia, we have done nothing wrong. We are two mature consenting adults. If we want to fool around then we will, the same goes for many of my employees. Lizzie and Jordan are fooling around and he's her boss. Why is it so wrong for you?"

I looked up at him hopelessly and decided the best course of action was to get to the root of the problem.

"I just don't want people to think badly of me. I want them to know that I got myself here because of how hard I worked and not by how I-"

I stopped and I waved my hand at him unable to finish what I was saying. He raised an eyebrow at me with a mocking grin on his face.

"Not by how well you fuck?" he finished slowly.

"Must you be so crude about it," I snapped at him feeling indignation at his choice of words.

He laughed and grabbed me pressing me against his chest. "Baby, if I gave you a position based on how well you fucked then you'd be the queen of the world. But since you are only allowing me to give you a position based on how well you worked, I think the one you have right now is fitting and I'd be willing to explain all of that to everyone if you wish me to."

I felt myself blush and buried my head in his chest unable to look at him despite the fact I felt joy at his praise, I was still very much embarrassed.

"Really?" I asked against his chest.

"Mia, you are the perfect woman for the job both in and out of the bedroom, stop doubting yourself. Yes, you are new to this scene and your job, but you are doing amazing at both and I have every confidence that with a little time you will excel no matter the obstacles. Stop doubting yourself and don't worry so much about what everyone thinks. You'll show them."

"Thank you, I just hope you're right. I know I'm not a beauty queen, but I work hard and I'm a fast learner," I said hugging him close and wishing I could put his words on a little recorder and hear them every morning when I woke up. Maybe one day I'd wake up and actually believe him.

"Mia, you are very beautiful and I find it hard to believe that you don't realize this," he said stiffly.

I pulled back and raised my eyebrow at him.

"Obviously, you need glasses."