Chapter 149
Madison
I could feel Alexander’s eyes on me as I leaned against his desk for support, my legs still wobbly.
“Look at you,” he said, his voice low and appreciative. “Thoroughly fucked and still gorgeous.”
I brushed my hair out of my face, feeling the flush on my cheeks. “Is that your professional assessment, Mr. Knight?”
He laughed, tucking himself back into his pants with practiced ease. “Very professional. I should add it to your performance review.”
“Please don’t,” I said, but I couldn’t help smiling.
Alexander moved toward me, his hand reaching out to cup my face. His thumb traced my lower lip,
still swollen from his kisses.
“You’re something else, Madison Harper,” he murmured before leaning in to kiss me.
His lips were softer than they had any right to be, moving against mine with a tenderness that contrasted sharply with the rough fucking we’d just engaged in. I melted into the kiss, my hands finding their way to his chest.
When he pulled back, his eyes were dark with renewed desire. “If we had more time, I’d bend you
over again.”
“We literally just finished,” I said, laughing.
“And?” He raised an eyebrow, his hand sliding down to squeeze my ass. “Your pussy feels too good to resist.”
He delivered a playful slap to my ass that made me yelp in surprise.
“Mr. Knight!” I protested, but there was no real objection in my voice.
“That’s for questioning my recovery time,” he said with a wink. “I could fuck you all day if given the chance,”
“Your ego is almost as big as your cock.”
“Almost?” He grinned, clearly pleased with the inadvertent compliment. “I’ll take that.”
I pushed away from the desk, wincing slightly at the soreness between my legs. “I need to get back to work. Those real estate proposals won’t review themselves.”
Alexander’s hand shot out, grabbing my wrist before I could move away. “Not so fast.” He pulled me
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against him, his other hand sliding into my hair. “One more kiss.”
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This time, when his lips met mine, there was nothing gentle about it. He kissed me hard, his tongue demanding entrance, which I readily granted. His hand tightened in my hair, tilting my head back for better access. I moaned into his mouth, my nipples hardening against his chest.
When he finally released me, we were both breathing heavily.
“Fuck, your mouth is almost as good as your pussy,” he said, his voice rough. “Almost.”
“Such a charmer,” I replied dryly, but I couldn’t stop the smile that tugged at my lips.
He delivered another playful slap to my ass. “Get dressed before I change my mind and fuck you
again.”
I gathered my scattered clothing, acutely aware of his eyes following my every movement. As I bent to retrieve my panties, I heard him groan.
“Jesus Christ, Madison. Your ass is a fucking work of art.”
I straightened up, panties in hand, and shot him a look over my shoulder. “Are you going to comment on every part of my anatomy, Mr. Knight?”
“Probably.” He didn’t look the least bit apologetic. “Your tits deserve a sonnet, your ass a sculpture, and that sweet pussy of yours? A goddamn shrine.”
I laughed, shaking my head as I stepped into my panties.
Once I was fully dressed, Alexander approached me again, tugging at my blouse to straighten it. His fingers lingered on the buttons, and he had a mischievous glint in his eyes.
“You missed a button,” he said, undoing the one I’d apparently fastened incorrectly. His knuckles brushed against the swell of my breast, making my breath catch.
“I wonder why I was distracted,” I said sarcastically.
He smirked, refastening the button correctly. “No idea. Maybe you were thinking about my cock stretching that tight pussy of yours.”
“Mr. Knight!” I hissed, glancing nervously at the door.
“Relax, Madison. The door is locked, and the walls are soundproof.” He leaned in, his breath hot against my ear. “Which is fortunate, considering how loud you scream when you come.”
I felt my face heat up. “I do not scream.”
“Like a banshee,” he insisted. “It’s fucking hot.”
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Before I could argue further, he delivered one final slap to my ass, harder than the playful ones. before. The sting radiated through me, making me bite my lip to stifle a moan.
“Now get back to work,” he ordered, his voice shifting back to its usual authoritative tone. “I expect those proposals analyzed by the end of the day.”
I nodded, smoothing down my skirt. “Yes, Mr. Knight.”
As I turned to leave, he caught my hand, bringing it to his lips for a surprisingly gentle kiss. “Thank you for the stress relief.”
The unexpected tenderness made my heart flutter traitorously in my chest. “Anytime,” I replied, then immediately regretted my choice of words.
Alexander’s eyes lit up with wicked amusement. “I’ll hold you to that.”
I hurried out of his office before he could see the effect his words had on me, closing the door behind
me with a soft click.
Back at my desk, I sat down gingerly, wincing at the pleasant soreness between my legs. My body felt thoroughly used in the best possible way, little aftershocks of pleasure still rippling through me occasionally.
1 opened the real estate proposals on my computer, trying to focus on work rather than the memory of Alexander’s cock filling me so completely. It was a losing battle. Every shift in my seat reminded me of what we’d just done, how he’d bent me over his desk and fucked me until I screamed.
Maybe I did scream after all.
I shook my head and forced myself to focus on the work.
The rest of the workday passed in a blur of meetings and spreadsheets, punctuated by knowing glances from Alexander whenever we crossed paths. Each time, heat would flare low in my belly, and I’d have to press my thighs together to ease the ache.
By six o’clock, I was gathering my things to head to the hospital. As I reached for my purse, my phone buzzed with a text from Alexander.
Alexander: Your ass still red from my hand?
I felt my face flush as I typed back: Wouldn’t you like to know?
His response came immediately.
Alexander: Send a pic, and I’ll tell you if it needs more attention.
Me: In your dreams, Mr. Knight.
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Alexander: Every fucking night, Madison. Every. Fucking. Night.
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I tucked my phone away, ignoring the warmth spreading through me at his words. The man was
insatiable.
When I arrived, the hospital was quieter than usual. I nodded to the nurses at the station and made my way to Mom’s room.
I found her standing by the window, looking out at the city lights beginning to twinkle in the dusk.
“Mom!”
She turned, her face lighting up with a smile. “Madison! I’ve been walking a little more today.”
I crossed the room and hugged her gently, mindful of her fragility. “That’s amazing. How do you feel?”
“Like I might actually get out of here someday,” she said with a small laugh. “Dr. Williams says I’m making excellent progress.”
I helped her back to the bed, where she sat with a slight wince. “Don’t overdo it, okay?”
“Yes, boss,” she said, rolling her eyes in a gesture I’d clearly inherited. “How was work?”
I sat in the chair beside her bed, crossing my legs and immediately uncrossing them when the movement sent a twinge of pleasurable pain through me. “Busy. The Manhattan Project is moving forward. I’m learning a lot as a project manager.”
“My little girl, all grown up and climbing the corporate ladder,” Mom said proudly. “And that extra money must be helpful with…” She gestured vaguely around the luxury hospital room.
Guilt twisted in my stomach. “Yeah, it’s… it’s making a difference.”
I’d told her that insurance covered most of it and that I’d received a bonus for my promotion. It wasn’t entirely a lie but far from the whole truth. I couldn’t bring myself to tell her that my boss was paying her medical bills in exchange for exclusive access to my body.
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