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She'd come right to his office window and put her face against it to look in.
At this point Sammie was going ballistic wanting to see her, and Brent was checking to make sure he hadn’t pissed himself.
He got up shaking his head, Vivian smiling and then moving to the glass doors and letting herself in after he unlocked them.
“What are you doing here?” he asked.
“Knocking on your door that you didn’t bother to answer.”
“Sorry,” he said. “I wasn’t expecting anyone or anything and didn’t want to stop working.”
She grinned but gave him a kiss. “I guess you’re busy then.”
“My normal,” he said. He had nothing pressing that he couldn’t walk away from. “What are you doing here? Did you take the day off?”
“No. I’m working. I had a client come in and then a few hours break and was doing some errands.”
He wanted to ask what but didn’t. She didn’t look as cheerful as normal nor had she ever stopped over in the middle of the day. He figured she would have called first at least.
“And you wanted to talk?” he asked.
“Maybe I wanted something else,” she said.
Well now, that was more like it. “Really? You should have said that. If you texted me you were on the way I would have answered the door and yanked you in.”
She giggled, but it didn’t quite hit her eyes. Something more was going on, but with her hands reaching for his shirt he wasn’t about to be sidetracked from her plan.
He pulled her forward, his mouth to hers, her hands in his hair. When she jumped up and wrapped her thin legs around his waist, he put his hands on her ass and started moving through the house and to his room at the other end. Again he was thinking the layout sucked in his time of need.
He kicked his door shut with his foot before Sammie could race by him. She’d have to wait in the hall and guard the house. That was her job anyway.
“I’m horny,” she said. “Or needy. Don’t know the word and don’t care either. I just want you to make it better.”
Her choice of words led him to believe there was more going on, but again, bad timing with her hands pulling at his shirt.
He set her on the bed and moved back, but she slid her hand in his jeans and pulled him forward.
She talked about him making her feel better, but she had his pants undone and down around his ankles before he could say a word.
When he went to reach for her clothes, she put her mouth on his cock and the rest was history.
“Ah,” he said. “I thought I was making you feel better?”
She stopped and looked up. “You can next. I need to do this now.”
He wasn’t going to argue with her if he even could form the words enough in his mind to get them out.
Her head was bobbing up and down, her hands both stroking him. This was going to be over right when it started.
“Vivian, slow down.”
She shook her head no and continued on. His legs were shaking at this point and he didn’t think he had the energy to fight her off. Of course what guy in their right mind would do that?
“Jesus,” he said when he felt himself right on the edge. “Vivian.”
She wasn’t listening to him. He put his hand on her shoulder, but she shrugged it off, then grunted when he started to come. She moved back and was stroking him now, him making a mess on his floor, but she had a big grin on her face.
When he was done, she grabbed his shirt that was next to her, wiped up his mess while he kicked his jeans away.
