The ceo’s secretary

“Jason, I mean, you should seriously come and watch this movie with me; it’s really interesting,” I said to Jason, who was busy typing away on his laptop.

“Give me five.”

“That was what you said about fifteen minutes ago.”

“I’m serious right now.”

“Okay, I’m waiting.”

He later joined me in seven minutes, and I continued my Adam Lee movie from where I stopped, and for a good one hour after we started watching the movie, I had to pause the movie in order to explain to Jason who and what was happening.

Adam Lee has been away to the ‘city of D dead’ where women were forbidden to step foot on for good one month because he was searching for powers and ways to destroy the powerful, wicked princess Emily, but he missed his lover and couldn’t take it anymore, so he left the ‘city of D dead’ to meet his lover, Jessica, who was hiding in the woods away from princess Emily, who wanted her dead.

Jessica couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw her lover, and before we knew what was happening, they were already making love.

“Is this what you’ve been watching all alone?” Jason joked while I just smiled, “Damn, and you expect me to watch this without putting it inside. I think I’m going to be getting more serious with this movie.

I shifted more toward him because there was no way I was watching that scene without rubbing my skin on his.

“I was trying to be calm, but seeing you yearning for the startler awakens the beast in me. Come over here, come and ride the starter.”

My pussycat was already throbbing before I got out of my seat to draw up my short peplum skirt while he pulled down his trousers.

“Turn around,” he commanded.

I turned around, making him face my back, and slowly sat on his dick, which was as hard as a rock. I closed my eyes, pulled out my tongue, placed my hands on his thighs, and relaxed myself to the tingling feelings of being filled.

He placed his hands on my waist and used them to pull me down harder on his cock until he growled, trembled, and came inside me.

“I think we’ve missed the movie,” he said.

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We got to work a little bit late on Thursday morning due to our last-minute sex and started a peaceful day until the arrival of Sofia, who spoiled Jason’s mood. I think she threatened him with something, but he wouldn’t talk about it.

During lunch time, Jason asked me a question that bordered me a bit.

“Lexi,” he called.

“Yes,” I replied.

“Are you on the pills?”

“Pills?”

“I mean, are you on any family plan?”

“Yeah, I’m on the pill. I’m always on the pill,” I replied.

Wait a minute. When was the last time I saw my period?. I asked myself. Before you met Jason, my subconscious replied.

“Okay,” he sighed.

“Why do you ask?”

“It just crossed my mind.”

I was restless the whole day because, even though I was sure that I was on the pill, I was also sure that I’d missed my period for some weeks now.

When we got home, I took Jason’s laptop while he was in his study, receiving some business calls, and Google searched for what was bothering me.

‘Is it possible for a woman to miss her period while she’s on birth control?

Thankfully, Google said it was possible, but the result didn’t give me the satisfaction that I wanted. So, I planned to buy a pregnancy test on my way home tomorrow evening, which was Friday.

I placed Jason’s laptop back where it was and pretended to be asleep when I heard his footsteps.

He lay down on his side of the bed and shifted closer to me.

“Lexi,” he whispered, and started rubbing his hand on my body. “I love you.” I blinked, but he didn’t notice. “I know I’ve not said this to your face before because I don’t know how you’re going to react, but I always say it to you every night, every morning, and every second.” He sighed heavily. “I don’t want to rush you, but I truly love you. I’ve loved you since the day I set my eyes on you. You don’t know what it means to me to see you by my side every night and to see you wake up with me the next day. Don’t you ever leave me. I don’t know what is going to happen to me if you do. Don’t you just ever leave me.”

I stayed awake until his breathing became shallow and his hand slacked down on my body.

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I could feel someone waking me up, and I sluggishly opened my eyes.

“Good morning,” a blurry version of Jason said while smiling.

“Good morning.” I yawned and stretched myself.

“Time to wake up,” he said on his way to the restroom.

I sluggishly got out of bed and felt a little bit sick. It’s either I was making it up or I was just noticing it.

“Lexi, there is no big deal in missing your period,” I told myself.

“But you haven’t missed it before,” my subconscious said back.

“What is that supposed to mean when I’m on the pill?”

“Nothing,” my subconscious answered. “I’m just reasoning with you.”

“Reason with yourself,” I said back angrily.

I joined Jason in the shower, which surprised him since this was my first time doing so, and I did the ‘touched the wall’ style to balance myself as he rammed inside my pussycat since our shower session turned into a sex session.

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“Jason,” I called while I was dressing up.

“Yes,” he replied from the bedroom.

“I won’t be coming back here with you today.”

“You joking? Or what”

“I’m serious. I’m going out with my friend.”

“Why don’t you tell me about this before?” He asked

“Because… I don’t know. It slipped out of my mind.”

“And you expect me to sleep all alone tonight? Can’t I go with you?”

“It’s girls night, and it’s not going to be forever, baby; it’s just for a night.”

“Did you just call me ‘baby’?” He asked joyously.

“Yeah, is something wrong with it?”

“No. It’s cute. It’s really cute. You are free to go, just for tonight.”

“Okay baby”

“Oh my God, you are making me go crazy by saying that word alone.”

The strange caller continued to frustrate me with his calls, so I decided to put my phone on silent, which helped a little bit.

About one hour before closing for the week, I called Cynthia.

“At last, you remember me,” she said.

“Did you also call me?” I asked

“I was waiting for the time that you would realize that you still have a friend.”

“Are you playing jealous now?”

“I’m not playing jealous; I’m jealous for real. You didn’t even bother to text me a common ‘hi’ for two days, and you expect me not to be jealous.”

“I’m sorry”

“Your billionaire’s boyfriend is the one to be blamed, and what’s up? What about his friends?”

“I’ve not met any.”

“So, what have you been doing?”

“We’re going to talk when we see Cynthia; let’s talk about tonight.”

“Oh… okay. I’ve made the preparation; all you have to do is get your ass down here without your boyfriend tagging along because I’m sure that man is ready to follow you to hell if it’s possible.”

“Stop saying that about him; he is in the next office.”

“Okay, I will be expecting you tonight. Bye.”

“Bye”

I hung up the phone and almost dropped it.

“Stop doing this to me,” I said annoyingly.

“You look cuter when you’re angry at me,” he smirked. “What was she saying about me?”

“Who?” I asked, playing dumb.

“Your girlfriend, your best friend, whichever one.”

“Oh, she said you’re the hottest man she has ever seen.”

“I’m going to take that answer from you, even though I’m sure that wasn’t what she said. He bent down and kissed me on the nose before raising my head up to meet his

“I’m going to miss you tonight.”

“Me too”

“Don’t you think that I should get some from you before you leave me for a whole night?”

“My always hungry boyfriend,” I praised

“Of course I am. When it comes to you, I am. I just can’t get enough of you physically, emotionally, and sexually.”

“I wondered how many girls you’ve said that too.”

“You and only you,” he said, and he started giving me that manly, hot look that always set the butterflies in my stomach flying.

“Stop giving me that look; you aren’t getting any this evening,” I joked.

His eyes went down the moment I said this, and a lot of things were written all over it. For example, rejection.

“You don’t like me any more?” He asked worriedly

“Why will you be saying that? I said you weren’t getting any this evening.”

“There are only three reasons for that statement. It’s either you stop liking me, or my dick, or my sexual styles.”

“Jason, you’re overthinking this. I was just joking around with you.”

“Or maybe you’re tired of me.

“Stop talking that way. I love you,” I declared.