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In a moment of clarity I grabbed for the box of promo shirts and managed to cover Chase’s skirt just before I came with a long, tortured groan.

“Don’t stop,” she begged, one hand still on my cock while the other twisted in my hair. “I’m—”

I swallowed her cry as she came, thighs pinning my hand between them, moisture meeting my skin through her underwear and tights. God, I wanted to lose myself in her entirely.

We sat there for a long moment, breath slowing, just staring at one another. I had this feeling that my entire world had shrunk down to this office, to this woman. This was all that existed. I wanted to say something, but had no idea what. Nothing was enough.

Her eyes went wide and darted to the door. Part of me recognized that she was trying to silently communicate something but I was still too out of it to decipher it.

“If you still don’t fucking get it, Mack,” she screeched and I stumbled backward. “Then I don’t know what to do for you! I can’t explain it again!”

“Wh—”

“They’re still at it, give ‘em another five,” Greyson said beyond the door and I stared at Chase. She gestured at my cock, still half hanging out of my jeans. I stuffed it back in as my brain started to regain full function.

“Fine, fine, you’re right,” I said, overly loud, and she grinned. Even in a fake fight Chase loved to hear she was right. I really wanted to kiss her again but figured that might start an actual fight. Although, considering how we resolved the last one, I might start picking fights a couple of times a week. Not speaking to her for nearly a day had almost killed me, though.

She slid off the desk, hands coming to my waist. “So glad you’ve finally come to your senses. Now wherethe fuckis Greyson. If he doesn’t come back and let us out of here I am going to get seriously creative with punishments.”

“Like you don’t have one in mind already …” I whispered and she winked. She was going to make him wish he was dead.

There was some rattling on the other side of the door and a second later it swung open, Greyson and Micky standing in the hall.

“It was his idea,” she said immediately and he swallowed as Chase came to stand in front of me. I didn’t have to see her to know the glare she was delivering. The look on Greyson’s face said it all.

“You were bringing down the vibe, I stand by it,” he said, with an audible gulp. “Am I fired?”

“No,” Chase said, her tone deceptively cheery. “But you might wish you were. Get back to work, both of you.”

They each mumbled some form of ‘yes boss’ and bolted. Chase turned to me with wide, how the hell did we not just get busted, eyes.

“They never call me boss.”

“You nearly got caught with your cock out in our office,” she whisper-hissed. Hearing her say the word cock made it twitch in my pants.

“Lucky you have hearing like a meerkat and are always ready to berate me at a moment's notice.”

She smiled, took a quick peek back out the door and then pulled me down for a kiss. “No more fooling around here. That was way too close.”

“Agreed. I prefer to really feel it when you come.”

She choked on her response and retied her ponytail. When it was done, she was back to business-mode Chase. I followed her out front, enjoying the extra sway in her hips as she went.

The rest of the night passed without incident. And, despite saying there would be no more fooling around, Chase had pulled me into the office twice to make out. I was not complaining.

We locked up and I walked Chase home so that I could have the pleasure of once again pinning her to the door. Her fingers curled into the top of my waistband as she sucked on my lower lip.

“Well,” she started, taking a second to breathe. “I should probably go inside.”

I nodded, hands still roaming over her hips and butt. “And I should probably leave.”

“You should do that, yes.” A grin. “Oh, and you won’t be working Tuesday.”

“I won’t?”

“No, we have a date.” Her smile stretched into a grin.

“Is that right?”

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