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I fumble with his belt and pop the button to his pants. “Exactly. Now take these damn things off.”

He rests his forehead against my shoulder. “I can’t have sex at work, Charlee.”

“Why the hell not?” I ask. “We’re already halfway there. Besides, doctors do it all the damn time! You’re responsible for saving lives just like they are. Your job is demanding. You need the stress relief.”

He sets me on the ground and pulls my leggings and panties down, my flip flops falling off in the process. As he stands, he produces a condom from his wallet and rips it open. “You’re so fucking smart. Now that I think about it, I have been really stressed lately. This will totally help me do my job better.”

I shove his pants and boxers down just enough to free the goods. “Glad we’re on the same page. Now fuck me, Drew.”

He slides the rubber down his massive length and picks me up again. I brace my back against the wall and lock my ankles behind his waist. Drew runs his fingers through my slit and groans. “You’re so fucking wet already.”

I whimper. “So get inside of me.”

He poises the head against my opening. “God, honey, what are you doing to me?”

“Probably the same thing you’re doing to me.” I press against him, sliding down until the crown is inside of me. “C’mon, Drew. Move, goddammit.” I fist his shirt. “And take this damn thing off.”

Drew quickly loses the shirt then attacks my mouth. My breath hitches as he slowly slides inside of me. Sweet Jesus, he’s huge. I wince a little from the stretch but it’s one of those pleasure-pain feelings. As he begins to thrust in and out, my body quickly learns to accommodate his size and enthusiastically welcomes him.

“Shhh,” he says when I moan. “We need to be quiet.”

Fuck. Easier said than done when he’s practically splitting me in two.

“I’m trying,” I whine.

He smiles. “Let me help, baby. Give me those gorgeous lips.”

We start making out again. In this position, with every upward thrust, that trimmed patch of hair above his dick teases my clit oh-so-perfectly. Drew swallows my screams and moans with his mouth as he works his sex voodoo on my lower half. Before I know it, my limbs are tensing and I’m coming so fucking hard that he has to muffle my mouth with his hand. He picks up speed and after a few more thrusts, Drew finds his own completion with a stifled cry into my shoulder. My knees buckle when he lowers me to the ground, so he holds me up for a moment until I can gather the strength. He’s grinning like an idio

t as he ties off the condom and tucks himself back into his pants.

“What are you so smiley about?” Drew picks my bra and shirt off the floor and hands them to me. While I’m putting them on, he helps me step into my leggings, sans panties. “Hey, you’re forgetting something.”

“No, I’m not.” He smirks as he tucks my thong into his front pocket. “I’m starting a collection. These will go nicely with the red pair that I found in my jeans pocket.”

So that’s where they went!

I give him a wry look. “You know that’s a little creepy, right?”

He shakes his head slowly. “Don’t lie to me, Charlee. You like the idea. You’re probably thinking about it right now. How hot it would be when I jerk off while they’re wrapped around my dick. That I’ll be covered in your scent even when you’re not there.”

“Well, I wasn’t thinking that,” I mutter. “But now I am.”

And I’m ready for round two.

Drew winks and puts his shirt back on. Smoothing down my hair he says, “We’ve gotta get back out there. The food should be done soon.”

I glance at the clock hanging over his desk. Holy shit, he’s right.

“They’re going to know what we were doing in here,” I say. “Your team. There’s no way they won’t know.”

“And?” he questions.

“And how do you feel about that?”

Drew shrugs. “I’m sure they’ll suspect, but they won’t know for sure. Either way, I think it sends a pretty strong message.”

“About what?”

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