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I glanced at the time. I wished I had more time to study the photos in depth, to rub my dick to them, to imagine being there with her and causing her to make that face again. I wanted to fuck her so badly, and my dick was hard, aching for a release. The photos had managed to drive away the hangover I had, for now replacing it with raw need.

There wasn’t enough time. I closed the laptop and put it away. I had to meet Joe for breakfast, and God knows I had to get greasy food into my system if I was going to make it through the day. But knowing that Rena had responded to my email and sent me photos that were better than anything I could have imagined was plenty to pull me through until I could get some alone time to jack myself off.

I met Joe at the hotel restaurant for the breakfast buffet, and we loaded our plates with eggs and bacon. Joe looked as rough as I felt, and we sat in near silence, eating our food and drinking coffee.

“I love these business trips,” Joe said when we both went back for seconds.

“Is it all the food?”

“It’s all the alcohol.”

“Would be great without the hangover,” I said.

Joe chuckled. “What’s pleasure without pain?”

“You talk so much shit, even when you’re practically out for the count.”

Joe shrugged. I liked how light he always kept things through his jokes. My mind jumped to Rena and the photos she had sent me. I wanted to get back to the hotel room and study those photos properly. I wanted to stay in bed all day. Naked. I wanted to get myself off and then sleep for a few more hours before repeating the process.

But we had to see someone about a product launch. I couldn’t fuck that up. Product launches made or broke my revenue stream, and right now I needed it to run as smoothly as possible.

“Ready to go?” I asked when Joe pushed away his plate.

“Ready,” he said.

The meeting went well. It dragged on a little, but with a hangover, everything felt like it was dragging on. I struggled to concentrate. My mind was fuzzy after drinking, and I had Rena running around my thoughts, naked and incredible. I liked fantasizing about her, picturing her body and thinking of all the things I wanted to do to her.

When the meeting was over, Joe pulled me aside.

“What do you think?” he asked.

I had to admit I hadn’t paid much attention at all.

“I don’t know,” I said, hoping it was the right answer.

“I think we should do it,” Joe said. “It’s new and different, but it might be exactly what we need.”

I nodded. “I think we should go with our gut on this one.” I still had no idea what it was about. We had discussed a launch strategy, but that was all I knew.

“Okay,” Joe said, nodding. “I’ll set it up that way, then. I’ll have them send you the paperwork like before so we have it on file.”

Thank God. If Joe did that, I could read what it was all about and not be left in the dark. I was faking it, but it had worked.

“That sounds like a plan.”

Joe nodded, satisfied. “Let’s get this shit done. I miss Shannon. I want to go home.”

That wasn’t going to happen anytime soon. Not today, at any rate. But I didn’t say it out loud. Shannon and Joe were practically joined at the hip. He always looked sort of wilted when he was away from her. He always acted like he didn’t need his woman, until he did need her, and then the truth came out. If I ever considered finding love, I wanted a love that looked like theirs. It wasn’t clingy and annoying, and it was a two-way thing. Joe was happy, and it wasn’t because he had chosen to submit. It was a partnership.

I wanted that if I ever settled down. Not that I was going to settle down, but there it was.

We handled another two meetings before heading back to the hotel.

“I’m happy with what we did today,” Joe said. “We’re signing that contract soon for the new launch, and we settled a lot of things. I feel like you might not even need me here anymore.”

I chuckled. I knew Joe wanted to get back to Shannon.

“Why don’t you go?” I asked.

“Go where?”

“Home,” I said. “To your wife.”

“Really?” Joe asked, his face lighting up. “You’re sure you can handle it?”

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