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“I didn’t want anyone to know.” I clasp her hand. “Please don’t tell anyone at work.”

“Noah Dalton?”

“Yes.”

“Wow.”

We giggle our way back to the office.

* * *

I’m still thinking about Farrah when we sit down for supper. How could I not be?

“Saw Farrah Conner today,” I finally break down and tell Noah. Don’t know why the delay.

“Is that right?” Noah cuts a piece off his ribeye and forks it. “Where at?”

“On the way back to the office. After lunch.”

“You talk to her?” He puts the food in his mouth and chews.

“She did most of the talking.” I play with my potatoes. “Have you ever known her to be violent?”

Noah swallows and drops his fork. “What did she do?”

I tell him what she did and what she said, and then I stare at my plate.

“I’ll talk to her.” He slides his chair back. “Come here.”

I rise and ease around to his side of the table, and he pulls me onto his lap. I’m facing away from him. I’m wearing basic casual shorts and T-shirt. No bra. I’d taken a shower when I got home from work.

Noah slips both hands under my shirt and rubs my back. Then he lifts the shirt up to my neck, and I help remove it. He licks my spine, kisses my shoulder. He leans back in his chair, pulling me with him, and massages my breasts.

I grind into him. His erection is strong and stiff.

He brings a hand down and creeps it under my shorts. Plays with my clit. My head flops backward, and he drives two fingers in and works me until I orgasm.

“Stand,” he orders after my climactic shiver.

I do as he commands.

He heaves out of his chair and swipes the table clean with an arm. Glasses and plates shatter against the floor. The silverware clanks.

“Bend over.”

I place my hands on the table, palms down.

He wrenches down my shorts and underwear, and I step out of them. Bends me further by applying pressure between my shoulder blades.

His hands glide to my hips, and I glance back. He drops to his knees. Nibbles my ass cheeks, then works over my vulva with his tongue, twirling and plunging in every way imaginable. Juices run down my legs, and I flatten against the tabletop, grip the sides, stand on my toes. This is a Kodak moment.

He finally finishes, and I’m thoroughly satisfied. I push off the table, and he holds me in place. “We’re not finished.”

His belt buckle jangles and his pants slide down. Lines his cock up to my pussy and enters. Hammers away from behind as I hang on to the table for dear life. He explodes inside of me. My body convulses. It’s amazing every time.

“Wow.” He pulls out.

“Yeah, wow.” I push off the table.

He kisses me long and hard and gazes into my eyes. By the way he’s looking at me, I won’t have to worry about Farrah anymore. He’ll talk to her, and she’ll leave me alone.

At least that’s what I hope.

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