Note: Okay, so this was one of several story ideas I came up with for Sterek. I wasn't feeling it at first but after fixing it up, I'm quite happy with the way this story/chp turned out. I'm not sure if it will be just a one-shot or if I will make it a full blown story. To be honest, it was only met to be a one-shot story but If I get enough people interested/reviews, I might consider adding more to this story.

I entered the big boss's office. His tall, well-built frame stood in front of his large window that viewed the city. He was wearing a dark navy blue suit with dressy shoes to match. He ran a hand through his slicked back dark hair as I walked over. I stopped a few feet from him, admiring the other view that was located in the rear of his comfortable fit dress pants.

"Mr. Stilinski, do you have the papers I asked for?" He asked suddenly breaking me from my trance.

I met his stare in the glass reflection. Even in the window his blue eyes were captivating. I watched as He brought his coffee up his lips as I answered.

"Yes, I have them right here." I announced walking over to him with the folder in my hand.

He turned around to face me and I gasped at his beauty. I have seen him plenty of times but it didn't matter every time he took my breath away.

I fixed my thick black glasses and let out an unnerving cough as he scanned over my work.

I gulped as his eyes land on me.

"How long did it take you to write this? Be honest." He declared with a look for seriousness.

"Umm, I don't know maybe an hour." I answered on edge.

He let out a disappointing sigh before saying, "It shows."

"I need someone who is passionate about their job." He said walking to his desk.

"Someone who is willing to put the hours, dedication, sweat and love into their work." He continued tossing the papers on his desk, before unbuttoning the top two buttons on his collar.

I need someone willing to give up their free time to work." He voiced before heading back in front of me.

"I thought that was you, was I wrong about you Stiles?" Derek asked closing much of the distance between us until his breath was in my face.

"No sir, I mean, I won't let you down."

"Good, because I expect my staff to work long and hard and give me everything they have as well as take what I give them over and over again."

I wasn't sure if we were still talking about work or not but I was starting to get flustered by his choice of words or maybe it was having him so close to me. Either way I was burning up and finding myself panting.

"You okay there Stiles?" He asked amused.

"Yeah, uh, it's just a bit hot in here."

"Well, you could always take this off." He said reaching out to grip my jacket.

I looked down at his hand that was gripping part of my clothing somewhat in a trance like state.

"Oh yeah, sure." I said reach down to pulling the jacket off but Derek's hand grabbed my wrist before I could.

"Allow me." He stated before moving behind me and reaching around to grip the front of my jacket. His fingers ran lightly against the sides of my stomach teasingly before reaching for my jacket. His chin rested near my neck as he voiced, "You really are hot, aren't you? I can feel your heated skin from here."

I nervously chucked. "Yeah, it must be the florescent lights."

Derek snickered against my neck sending chill down my spine. "Don't you just hate those lights?" He whispered next to my ear.

After he painstakingly took my jacket off me he moved back and handed me my jacket as if nothing out of the ordinary just took place.

"I expect a new copy of these papers on my desk by the end of the day, improved papers might I add." He said before taking a seat in his chair.

"Of course sir. I'll get right on that." I replied trying my best to keep my composure.

Derek gave me a nod before picking up the phone. I shut the door quietly behind me as he started talking away on the phone to a client.

"Mr. Stilinski are your papers ready? I'd like to go home soon." Derek stated in the intercom.

I took off my glasses and rubbed my tired eyes.

"Yup, I'm coming now." I announced as I gather my stack of papers.

I couldn't help but notice Derek and myself were the last two on the floor, all the office lights were off except my desk lamp and the lights in my boss's office.

"Here you go." I said handing them over with a forced smile trying not to show my tiredness.

Derek sat on the edge of his desk and looked my work over.

"Better." He said before tossing the stack of papers down on his desk.

"There is still room for improvement. You do want to succeed here, don't you Stiles?"

"Yes of course."

"And you know what ever I say goes, right?"

"Yes sir."

"Come here Stiles; let me have a good look at you."

I stopped a foot from him. He stood up and walked up to me as if sizing me up. I waited on edge as he moved behind me.

He brushed up against my back and held my arms securely to my side as he breathed down my neck.

"Are you still hot Stiles?"

I gulped; I wasn't sure what to say.

"I…um…I'm a little warm I guess." I answered nervously.

"Maybe you should take these off then." Derek suggested moving his hands down the sides on my pants, before reaching my clothed cock, lightly rubbing it.

I freaked out at the unexpected touch and back away from him.

He had an uncertain look on his face as if trying to read into me.

He backed me into his desk till I was basically sitting on the edge of it.

"I thought we have an understanding Stiles. I'm the boss and you do as I say." He instructed.

"You want me to take my pants off?"

He gave me an annoyed look.

"I don't like repeating myself Stiles."

I nervously unzipped my pants as Derek watched with hungry eyes.

"The underwear too."

In one big move I yanked my undies down and I was naked with my now hard cock staring at my boss with need. He smirked at this and began palming his own crotch.

"Turn around." He ordered.

I did as told slowly. He let out a sigh as my ass came into view.

"Bend over the desk."

"What?" I asked in a panic

"Don't make me repeat myself Stiles." He said giving one of my cheeks a slap.

I gasped and did as told. I closed my eyes as I heard him undo his zipper, and the sound of clothing hitting the floor. My heart beat rose as him come closer.

I bit my lips as I felt his hairy legs touch mine and I moaned when his hard cock grazed my crack.

"I'm going to fuck you long and hard." He promised, as he slide his dick into my tight hole.

"Ah!" I called out, gripping the edge of his desk as his cock filled me up and stretch me out.

"Fuck your tight." Derek gasped as he plunged into me as far as he could, only to pull out and enter me yet again.

"Oh god, oh god, ooooohhhhhh!" I groaned as he slammed into me over and over again grunting as he went.

The sound of our flesh slapping filled the air along with his grunts and my moans. I could feel the hardness of his desk pressed into my chest, his hot cock thrusting in and out of me with a vengeance.

I could see the city lights glowing in the dark sky of my boss's wall to wall window and see Derek's hot reflection thrusting into me. I was on another level.

"Oh fuck!" I expressed as I came all over his desk.

Derek thrusted into me a few more times before cumming as well.

He rested his tired form against mine for a moment before he pulled out of me, making me wince in the process, I wasn't not sure if it from the sensitivity or the emptiness that now filled me.

I was about to say something to break the awkwardness when suddenly my boss's cell phone rang.

Derek picked it up as if nothing had happened, pulling his pants back up and buckling his belt as he answered.

"Hey sweetie, I know. I'm sorry, I'm running late. I'm coming home now. Ok hunnie. Love you too."

I cringed at the scene before me. My boss's was supposedly straight and happily married and he just fucked me.

I moved myself off his desk as soon as I got my strength back and started to dress in silence. To say it was awkward would be an understatement. Derek let out an annoyed sigh, causing me to glance over in his direction. He was now fully dressed with brief case in hand, staring at his expensive Rolex.

Clearly, I wasn't moving fast enough for his liking.

"I'll wait for you upfront." Derek said dryly, walking out of his office, clearly not effected or feeling guilty about what had just taken place.

Once dressed, I walked over to my boss's bathroom sink and grabbed a good amount of paper towels to clean up the mess I made on his desk. I was just grateful I didn't soak any important work papers with my cum.

After I finished I grabbed my work jacket and keys and headed over to Derek who was waiting by the front door.

"I expect you to be here bright and early tomorrow Stiles." He said as he finished locking the floor up.

I nodded in response, not sure what to say. He smirked at this and smacked my ass on the way out.

"Good boy."

I gasped half in pain and half in shock and maybe even dare I say excitement.