Oneshots

Beautiful Bastard (Hessa) - part 1

TW: MATURE CONTENT

NA: This oneshot is inspired by the book with the same name, Beautiful Bastard by Christina Lauren.

Tessa's POV

I get in the elevator and I push the button for the last floor. I just hope that Mr. Scott is not at work yet and he won't see my absence. He doesn't like to be late and he likes to argue with the people who are late. I finally arrive at the last floor and I hurry up to my desk, where my work-mate, Nora is waiting for me.

"He is here?"

"Yes. He is in his office and he is not in the mood, he is very angry."

"Oh, shit. I think I'm in trouble."

"Give him this coffee and maybe he will feel better. But I think he need someone to take care of him, if you know what I mean." She smirks while I take the coffee."

"Not in the hell, Nora." I walk to my boss's office and I knock at the door and when I hear his voice, I enter. "Good morning, Mr. Scott. This is your coffee." I put the coffee on his desk. "How can I help you today?"

"I want all the reports from last week and give me one reason why I shouldn't fire you, miss Young."

"Mr. Scott... New York is busy and I was just five minutes late."

"Next time five minutes will count and I will fire you if you are late one more time." He says this not even looking at me.

"Who are you going to fire?" His dad comes in the office. The sweet and kind Christian Scott.

"Dad..." He stands up. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to see how are you doing. And I find you threatening my favorite worker, I don't like this."

"Mr. Scott, don't worry about me. I'm used with Hardin's threatening."

"Oh, I told you many times to call me Christian."

"Well, you just took time from my assistant's work, dad. She has a lot of work to do and you keep her in place."

"Sometimes I really ask myself if you are my son." He laughs.

"I should leave. I have a lot of work to do. It was nice to see you, Christian."

I leave Hardin's office and I go back to my desk and I start to work. Before lunch break, Hardin comes out from his office, coming to me.

"I want to see the presentation of FineLine project today, miss Young. After work, in my office."

"But..."

"Nothing, miss Young. Five pm in my office. I know you can and, in this way, you will show me that you know what the fuck you are working." He says and he just walk away from me like that.

What the fuck was that? He just came like this and he gave me more work. So, my lunch goes away. Fuck you, Hardin Scott. I have exactly six hours to finish my work and the presentation. I have the stupid boss ever!

Everyone is ready to leave for lunch, but I'm working and I can't disappoint Hardin. I'm not a simple assistant, I'm more than this and he can't humiliate me.

"Ready for lunch?" Nora comes to me.

"I'll skip lunch today. I have a lot of work to do."

"I can't understand why you don't confront that bastard. He is too mean with you. You should talk with the big boss to tell him what his son does with you."

"Well, I don't want to lose my job, Nora. In addition, I have just a few months until I graduate and everything will end."

"But it's not right for you, Tessa."

"I know. But I don't want to disappoint Christian, and for him I will stand Hardin."

"If you say so... Do you want me to bring you something?"

"A new boss, maybe?" I giggle.

"I can't do this. But I can bring you a salad."

"Perfect. Thanks, Nora. See you later!"

Nora leaves and I continue my work. I try to make the presentation as good as I can, so Hardin Scott can't say anything bad about it. And here we are, after everyone left home, I'm ready to confront that bastard. I take my USB and I go in the front of his office. He didn't go anywhere today. I hope he is not angry or moody.

"Come in!" I hear his voice and I enter. I slowly walk to his desk, trying to relax. I don't have any reason to be scared. Hardin Scott is just a bastard.

"I need a video projector. It's better if you will look at it on a bigger screen."

"Then connect it to my laptop." I take the cable from his laptop and he stands up leaving his seat. I connect the video projector and when I stand up, I feel his strong body behind me. His hands plot a line from my hips to the edge of my skirt. This was the moment when my brain stopped to function. What is he doing? He gently lifts up my skirt and he stroke my thighs. I gasp and I feel my hard nipples. What is this? Why he makes me feel in this way?

"Turn around, miss Young." I slowly turn around and he lifts me up on the desk. I can see his erection through his pants. It's been a long time since... since I had sex.

He may be an asshole, but I bet he is good, so I should take an opportunity and let him do this. He sticks his hand under the skirt and he goes up, to my panties. He sticks his finger under them and I moan. Oh, shit. I'm really doing this? I'm letting my boss to fuck me?

"Jesus! You are already wet." He smirks while he touches that part made from fire, then the sticks a finger inside me. I can't do anything, but moan.

He moves his fingers back and forth, my moans becoming louder. A few moments later, he stopped. This bastard stopped in the middle of my pleasure! Just with a movement, he rips off my panties and he let them to fall on the floor. In the next second, he brutally turns me around and now I'm laying on my stomach on his desk. He parts my legs and then I feel his fingers around my sensitive spot. Oh, God. He moves his fingers slowly, while with the other hand, I think he opens his belt. While he does this, I push to him, making him to groan. He suddenly backs off and I sigh in frustration, but then I hear him opening a foil and a few moments later he buries himself inside me, making me moan loud. He quickly leans on my and while he moves inside me, he takes my head and turn me to him, starting to kiss me. His lips are so soft and these kisses are heavenly.

When I feel that I'm close, he pulls out. What the fuck?! But then I'm suddenly turned on my back and he penetrate me again. He takes my right leg and he leans it on his left hip, this movement giving him more access and being able to go deeper. I feel all of him and I like it. I moan as he kisses my neck, being sure he will let a mark there. I want to have this mark, but I also want to mark him, so I move my hands to his back and I scratch his back. I'm sure he will have red lines on it tomorrow. He moves his lips from my neck back to my lips, our lips starting to play together.

"I'm close." I whisper between kisses.

"Let it go, Young. Come for me!"

It's all he says and I feel my legs shaking and I let the climax to take hold of my body. He watches me and then he also reaches the climax, collapsing over me, feeling his hot breath on my neck. Fucking hell. It's so hot to fuck your boss on his desk. Maybe we should repeat this.