Mark's boss is pushy, arrogant, and rude. He's ready to quit, but his boss begs him to stay. Mark agrees to just one more night but it seems like his boss has something in mind other than paperwork. He has a need that must be fulfilled before the moon rises. That's when Mark finds himself pushed onto a bed and made an offer he can't refuse. More
"If I had the time..." He cut off the sentence with a sigh. "OK. Look out the window. See how the sun is setting? That means I have very little time. I need this Mark and I will pay you well for it if that's what you want. Furthermore," he said as he leaned in so close Mark could feel his boss's warm breath against his lips, "I promise I will make you feel so good."
Mark closed his eyes as their lips connected for the second time. The kiss was fiercer, hotter. His boss's tongue slid past his unresisting lips and played against his tongue. Andrew had one hand on his face and was running his thumb delicately against his jawline. Andrew's other hand was slowly working under his shirt and pushing it up.
If Andrew had asked at that moment why Mark hadn't pushed him away, Mark wasn't sure how he would answer. Was it the money? he wondered as his shirt was pulled over his head. Or was it because Andrew's promise to make him feel good hadn't repulsed him at all? Because the sight of Andrew, now stripping before him, had ignited a kind of desire in him that he never knew he possessed?