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“Hey, Colton, quittin’ time.”
“Damn, lost track of time. I’ll get out of your hair.” He dusted his hands off. “There are two first thing deliveries across town."
“Yeah, Mrs. Lang expects you to be there on time. You know how she is."
“Yeah," Colton winced sheepishly. “I can't afford the dock. I'll take the truck home and deliver from there?"
“Yeah, oh and top the tank off on the way in."
“You got it boss man."
“Thanks for the help today.”
“Don’t be getting soft on me, boss.”
“Heh, just get out before I get Noah back here to kick your ass,” Wes smirked.
Colton held his hands up, grabbing his leather jacket and made his way out of the workshop.
Wes decided to finish up a few more things before he headed out. He was bent over his desk when he heard a knock at the door.
“Knock, knock. Anyone home?” Mel peeked in from behind the shop door.
A jolt of electricity shot through his body at the sight of her in his space. She belonged there. Wes smiled and held up a finger, calling her over.
“You’re beautiful.” He pulled her in close, resting his head in the crook of her neck. Her unique smell of lavender and lemons overwhelmed his senses in the best way.
“Wes.” She blushed deeply, wrinkling her nose as a pleased thrill shot over her spine.
“You really are, buttercup. Just what a man needs after a long day.” His eyes trailed up to hers. “I could stare at you all day.”
“Is there anything I can do to make it better?” She caught on quickly, turning his tease into a dare.
“They’re not for a sweet girl like you.”
“What do they say about Sour Patch Kids?” she teased, stepping back out of arms reach.
“So you’re sayin’ you’re not as you seem?”
“That’s exactly what I’m saying.” Mel spun in her skirt, turning so he could see the cheek of her ass.
He flexed his fingers, knowing she was baiting him again.
“Guess you’ll have to find out.”
“Okay.” Wes crossed his arms as she preened for him. Clenching her hands behind her back and rocking on her heels, waiting for his next move. “Be a good girl for me. Get on your knees and crawl to Daddy.”
Heat flashed in her eyes as Melody sank to her knees without pause. Slowly she crawled to him, her ass arched in the air.
Closing the gap between them, she knelt at his feet, and placed her hands on her thighs. Her hair was a fiery halo that fell around her shoulders, she was an absolute vision looking up at Wes.
He ran his thumb across her bottom lip, her gaze never wavering. “Will you be Daddy’s toy, my beautiful girl?” Her lip gloss smudged under his thumb.
“Yes, Daddy.”
She was perfect.
Wes’ cock strained against his jeans imagining her perfect mouth wrapped around it. He wanted to see her lip gloss smeared all over him.
