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Any thought of how wrong this is, how I don’t even know how old she is, how she’s my employee, how we just met seconds ago—seem very silly and dim next to the importance of what’s happening here.
Every touch, every kiss propels me closer and closer to the meaning of my life.
Dramatic much? You don’t run a game store without enjoying a little melodrama once in a while.
I back her against the wall, taking her hands from my back and pinning them above her head.
“Wh-what are you doing?”
“Showing you who’s boss,” I say, plucking at the button of her jeans with my free hand.
Dakota rolls her pelvis forward.
“You like being pinned against the wall, don’t you?”
“What do you think?”
“I think you’ll look pretty when you come all over my hand.”
She inhales sharply. “Oh god I’m so happy I ghosted Old Mike.”
I free the button and unzip her jeans, snaking my hand down the front. I don’t know who Old Mike is, but she’s going to forget he exists.
I let my mouth travel back up her throat slowly before taking her lips in another warm, slow, wet kiss. Dakota squirms under my firm hold. I pull back to check on her.
Breathless, she asks, “Why do you keep stopping?”
“’Cause you’re cute and kind of a bossy-pants, and I want to see how you look when you lose control.”
She bites her lip, rolling her hips forward, grinding against my teasing hand. When I slide my hand a little lower, her panties are soaked through. I groan as my cock strains against the zipper of my jeans.
I slide my hand lower and tug the gusset of her panties to the side, petting the soft cleft of her pussy. Dakota’s flushed lips part at the contact.
I can’t stand not kissing her, feeling her bruised lips on mine. She moans into my mouth, but enough that anyone just outside the stock room will know what’s going on in here.
We should hurry this up, but damn, I need more time.
Her sweetness gushes through my fingers, and I lean in to whisper in her ear, “If you’re real, real quiet, I’ll give you an employee discount.”
“Oh shit,” she rasps as my fingers slide between her folds with a light, teasing touch.
One exploring digit sinks inside her core, and she gasps. I shush her sexy little noises with my mouth as she trembles around my probing middle finger.
I thumb her clit and add another finger into her heat.
Dakota’s pretty brow furrows with the effort not to scream.
God, she’s beautiful, and I can’t wait to get her upstairs so she can holler all she wants.
It doesn’t take long for her to squeak out the prettiest little orgasm of all time.
Her warm pussy pulses with pleasure, her mouth agape.
“Fuck, I knew it. I knew you’d be pretty when you came.”
Both of us breathless and dazed, I unpin her wrists.
“Time to go back to work,” I say. She grins and cutely blows a stray strand of hair from her eyes.
