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Her eyes haven’t come up from their slow perusal of me, because of course they stopped on the bulge straining in the crotch area of my athletic shorts. My dick got hard as steel the minute Birdie opened that door and I got my first look at her in a few hours. She’s still wearing a light-blue fitted SIG shirt that molds to her curves and matches the color of her eyes, and a pair of those damn tiny black shorts that are about a few centimeters away from being considered underwear and indecent. Obviously, I got a chubby every time I ran into her looking so hot all day long. But nope, the sexy little outfit she’s wearing isn’t what almost has me coming in my shorts like a teenage boy with his first wet dream.

It’s the God. Damn. Braids.

At some point since I left here to go meet Bodhi for dinner so I could bitch about the sorry state of my finances, Birdie took down the high ponytail her hair had been in all day, parted it down the middle, and put in those braids that fall in thick ropes down over the front of her shoulders and rest right on top of her tits. Thick ropes I can hold onto while I’m—

“You’re here,” Birdie whispers in awe, cutting off my dirty thoughts while her eyes finally meet mine.

Christ, I have to make it to California and win. If this is the way she greets me when I’ve only been gone for a few hours, I can’t even imagine what will happen when I come back home after two days.

I want to make another sarcastic comment about how she said she didn’t want this treat, but I don’t. She’s looking at me the way she looks at the open box of donuts on her desk, and I only have so much willpower.

I’m backing her into her office and slamming the door closed behind me before she has a chance to remind me she still has work to do. Work can wait, and hopefully she agrees. Wrapping my arms around Birdie’s waist, I lift her up against me, and she immediately wraps her gorgeous legs around my waist, clutches a handful of my hair, and kisses the holy hell out of me. I almost trip over my own two feet when she swirls her tongue around mine, tasting like sweet maple glaze from her donut as I walk her farther into the office, setting her down on the edge of her desk when my thighs smack into it. It puts her at just the perfect height that I only have to bend over a little to keep kissing her. Even though I don’t want to stop, I have something much more important to do.

Birdie whimpers when I break the kiss, that sound like a bolt of electricity right through my cock, still such an amazement to me that she wants me.

“What are you doing? Why are you stopping?” she asks breathlessly as I reach back behind me and unwind her legs, bringing them down to hang off the edge of the desk, but not before I remove her sneakers and ankle socks and drop them to the floor.

“My plan is to make both of our fantasies come true. Lift up,” I tell her, grabbing the cotton material of her shorts by her hips.

Birdie leans back on her hands on the desk, licks her bottom lip as she looks at me, and I have to focus and concentrate before I blow my load she’s so goddamn hot.

“What was it Tess said? You wanted me to screw you from behind against this desk afterhours, right?”

She just nods, and I watch her swallow a few times while I grip so tightly to the material of her shorts I might just rip them right off her body.

“Excellent.” I nod in complete seriousness, acting like I’m in control and not about ready flip her over and just fuck the hell out of her without making it a little enjoyable for her first. “You get what you want, and I get what I want. Which is you completely. Fucking. Naked. While I screw you from behind on this desk afterhours, so I can enjoy every bit of this sexy body I didn’t take the time to appreciate the other day.”

Birdie’s soft, panting breaths are coming faster now as she stares at me without saying a word, immediately lifting her hips for me when I start tugging on her shorts, hooking my fingers into her blue lace thong as well, pulling everything down her thighs, and tossing them to the side.

“Goddamn, Birdie,” I groan when she’s naked from the waist down and spreads her legs for me, sitting back on that desk, her pink, bare pussy glistening and wet for me.

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