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I type.
“Special? Pretty sure you’re the special one.”
I’m obsessed with her. I can’t stop thinking about her body, her lips, her full tear-drop tits.
The way she makes me feel is beside the point. I could stare at her all day.
I finish the last of the reports and heave a sigh.
My phone lights up again.
“What’re you doing right now?”
My heart skips a beat.
“Just got done at the office. You made me have to work overtime tonight, woman.”
I can picture her smile, her thick lips that arches to one side.
“Still? You’re such a hard worker, Rocco. All for me, huh?”
Yes. A very hard worker.
“You’d be surprised. I can’t stop thinking about earlier. Your tits pressed up against that glass drove me insane.”
She acts like she needs to stay away from me, but she won’t quit texting the second she leaves. I know what she wants. She wants me inside her again.
“Yeah? You liked that, didn’t you?”
I see those three dots that tell me she’s typing something else.
“How about we use that elevator of yours tomorrow?”
There’s a winking emoji at the end of the text. Once you get the winking face, you’re in.
“The elevator? Are you crazy? Everyone uses that thing.”
I wait for her next move.
“Well, close it off. You’re the owner of the company, right? If that’s the case, you have all the power. You can tell them whatever you want.”
She’s trouble. There’s no doubt about it.
I send her a shocked-face emoji.
“See you at twelve?”
When I don’t respond, she gets impatient and texts me back.
“I want you to take me in every position imaginable. I want you in every hallway, hotel lobby, elevator, and office.”
But I want… something else. All of this playing around is fun, but if we keep fucking in elevators and bathrooms, we’re going to run this thing dry.
“I haven’t had you in your house yet. How about dinner tomorrow at seven? A real dinner. I’ll help you cook.”
It’s an honest request. She’s been dodging my moves for two days now. Truth is, we have fun together. Why not turn our sex-crazy meet-ups into the real deal? It could be a date to remember, something nice to offset all our craziness.
“Another attempt, huh?”
