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How the fuck can something so little be so damn painful?

Penny is laughing her ass off now, practically bent over as I stumble toward her. “Not funny,” I grumble, reaching for my water bottle.

“Here,” she says, tears of laughter streaming down her cheeks. “Sit down and let me.”

She practically shoves me back onto one of the empty hive boxes as she moves to stand beside me. Crouching down a little so she can inspect the bite, I feel the warmth of her breath as it brushes across my skin. It sends a jolt of electricity straight down my spine, goosebumps erupting on my arms. I have to swallow hard when she moves her fingers to my neck.

“I think the stinger is still in there,” she says, her voice low.

“What?” I practically shout, turning to her.

“Keep still,” she says, moving my head back so she can look at my neck. “The stinger, I need to get it out.”

I close my eyes as my heart starts to pound out a heavy rhythm inside my chest that has nothing to do with the bee sting and everything to do with how close Penny is to me right now and how much her touch is affecting me.

“Hold still,” she whispers, her breath once again caressing my skin in a weirdly intimate way. “I just need…” she trails off as I feel a small pinch. “There, got it.”

I open my eyes to see a small black thing on her finger, which she flicks away. Needing some distance between us so I can get my body and my thoughts back under control, I move to stand.

“Sit,” she says, hands on my shoulders as she pushes me back down.

“What are you doing?” I ask, my voice sounding weird.

She leans across me to grab her water bottle, giving me a bird’s eye view down her shirt at her tits. I have to stifle the groan, closing my eyes once again as all sorts of dark and dirty fantasies now run through my mind.

A coolness pressing against my neck has me opening my eyes again and when I do, I find Penny watching me, a half-smile on her face.

“What?” I ask, my voice low.

“Nothing,” she replies with a smirk.

“No, seriously, what?”

Penny laughs, all throaty and low and I swear the sound is like a hardline to my dick. “I don’t get to see this side of you very often, that’s all,” she says.

“What side of me?”

Penny shrugs, removing the ice as she inspects the sting. “The less grumpy side.”

“I’m not grumpy,” I reply.

“Oh yeah,” she says with a wink as she now drops the ice cube down the back of my shirt. “You sure?”

And before I have a chance to respond, she’s jogging away from me, a huge smile on her face that has me laughing even as I shake my head at her.

When I finally get home, I take a long cold shower, partly to cool down after today and partly because I need to stop thinking filthy thoughts about my much younger co-worker. Stepping out, I dry off and pull on some shorts and an old t-shirt before grabbing a beer and heading out to my back porch.

Opening up the app on my phone, I pull up the messages, knowing my online fantasy girl is the perfect distraction from the off-limits one at work.

Me: hey, how was your day?

It’s weird how easy our conversations are, even if we have no clue what each other looks like or does for a living. It all just feels so natural and after the whole not-into-nude-pics confession we’d both made yesterday, it’s only gotten better.

WineQueenFamilyTruckster: Hey! My day was…interesting ;) You?

Me: interesting? In what way? Mine was good, got something new started at work.

WineQueenFamilyTruckster: Interesting in an…interesting way?

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