She frowns, giving me a side eyed glance as she twists in the chair. “I guess that depends. Is there anything else you forgot today?”
“No, I didn't for—” It hits me before I even get the rest of the words out. “Fuck, I never finished that op-ed either for Charlotte. Mr. Reeves is going to—”
“Mr. Reeves is going to what?” His voice booms in out of nowhere, causing Irene to jump up from the chair.
“Mr. Reeves, I was just—”
“Getting back to work better be the only words coming out of your mouth,” he says coldly.
“Yes, that's it. That's exactly it. I'm going back to work right now.” Irene gives me a skittish look as she squeezes past him and heads back to her desk.
“Ronda, my office now.” He sounds pissed. His tone is heavy and dark as his jaw crooks angrily to one side.
“Mr. Reeves, I'm really—”
“Now,” he snaps, cutting me off. Manu takes a wide step to the side, and holds his arm out, flipping his finger for me to get up.
My nerves are running wild as I stand up out of my chair and walk toward his office. He's following closely behind me, his presence heavy, weighing my shoulders down. My shoulders roll forward, and I hang my head.
I feel like a kid getting sent to the principal’s office. Everyone in the office is staring at me. My eyes drift over all of theirs as people poke their heads up over their cubicle walls to see who's getting in trouble.
I step into his office, and stop, turning around to look at him. He closes the door behind us and leans back against it. The look on his face says it all. Mr. Reeves is not happy that I've screwed up so much today.
Holding up my hand, I start to say, “Mr. Reeves, I'm really sorry I forgot to send Greg the final copy.”
“You should be,” he says with nothing but a cold tone. “You haven't been holding up your end of the job, Ronda.”
“I know, it's just—”
“I don't need your excuses,” he barks. “Excuses are like assholes, everybody has one.”
The nerves I was feeling are quickly turning into anger. It's not like he's innocent in all of this. He plays a huge role in why I'm having such a hard time focusing. And he knows it. I know he knows it. He must.
“I want to explain,” I demand, straightening my back and lifting my chin in protest. “You wouldn't let me explain anything yesterday, but I want you to hear me out.”
“I don't care what you want,” he says, taking a long step forward. “I called you in here so you could listen, not give excuses.”
I thin my lips and grit my teeth as I say, “I have something to say, and you're going to listen.”
Mr. Reeves strokes his thumb across his jaw, his eyes stilling on mine. “I think you're forgetting who's in charge here.”
“I—”
“Clearly you didn't get anything out of your system earlier. I'm going to have to make you come again so you stop making all these petty mistakes and do your job right.” He throws out his arm, wrapping it around my waist and pulling me in.
My chest crashes into his. Manu licks his lips as he dips his fingertips into the small of my back and runs his other hand up the side of my face. I melt into him. My back curves, my nipples pebble, and my pussy starts to pound with a heartbeat of its own.
“I can't let you go around all day like this. I need to fix it. I need to fix you.”
“Fix me how?” I ask, my voice smooth and sultry.
“With my cock, of course. I've got the cure you need.”
He pinches my chin with his thumb and forefinger, and tips my head higher. Placing a soft kiss on my lips, he moves his mouth across my jaw, following the curve. As he reaches my neck, he tilts my head higher, kissing harder and with more passion as he moves down my throat.
Goosebumps ripple down my arms as he hits the tender skin in the crook of my neck and bites me gently. The edges of his teeth run back and forth, sending a chill down my spine. My entire body folds into him. I fall forward, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“What if someone comes in?” I ask as his kisses move lower, and his fingers start to unbutton my blouse.
“I'll tell them to fuck off.” He nips at my skin, causing me to moan. “Because no one is stopping this right now.”
His strong hand manipulates my face, twisting it the other way as he kisses across the top of my chest. Manu pulls my blouse off my shoulder, moving his lips down the curve of my arm.