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day ahead, the office, the files, Lena, the memory of that night still lingering like smoke I couldn't shake. I sw

tone and color. I pulled out a navy suit, held it up against my chest in the mirror. It fit perfectly. It had sharp lines and a narrow lape

e shirt, and slipped into it. The cuffs clicked into place. My cufflinks? silver, clicked in next. Black leather sho

The way she moved and writhled beneath my dick. I shook my head, scolding myself. Fuckin

ng a mind blowing sex

g worth savoring. My father appeared briefly in the doorway, eyes narrowi

te. He raised an eyebrow but left. I had bigger things to think about than him. It

chest, keeping me steady, focused. Thoughts drifted back to h

one button undone enough for me to see a little cleavage peaking. Heat radiating through me despite myself. I pr

placing a stack o

nd sat down, shifting

to sort, catalog, and organize these file

o back twenty, thirty years. That's a bit mu

my tone clipped. "Work forward. Use your

I knew she was cursing me under her breath. I have reading files and journals since I was ten. I need

found something wrong, even if nothing was. "Dates off. Correct

ick stack. "Sir... some of these files. Org

"Nothing is impossible if handled cor

d her hair back over her shoulder like she had no idea how distracting she looked. I

f her blouse was undone, just enough to make my chest tighten. Every time she bent or reached for so

o send her back. "No, sir. These dates are definitely wrong. Please check again," she said calmly. I wanted to snap at her

ntouchable. She stepped back slightly, brushing her fingers along the edge of my desk, her h

en...

d forward, leaning to hand me a file. Hot l

xclaimed, lu

and my hands flew on her back and arm, catching her. Her chest was presse

I said. "Try not to

"I... I'm s

hip brushing mine like she didn't realize or didn't care how close we'd been. My chest tightened.

ard the coffee spill, her

e from my own suit, thank you very much." I let the words hang, mean, just enough to sting. "And if I were feeling

maybe indignationbut sh

. "It will serve you well in life... and in the office.

care. I didn't look at her. I adjusted my

umiliated just enough to be memorab

hat mean. Maybe she didn't deserve that. Maybe..

st the sui