Chapter 1

That first wave of actual consciousness in the morning continues to be jarring however many decades one lives. It’s a stark reminder that the day starts and we can think and reason and breathe.

My front was warm with her weight on me and I remembered the night before as I ran my fingers down her spine under the covers.

Yesterday, we used nipple clamps and it devolved into giggling until we figured them out. I think I liked them more than she did.

My head swam as I recalled her pulling on the chain lightly as my back arched.

She hummed into my chest.

“I don’t want to go to work…” She whined.

“Hm…when’s your first meeting today?”

“I have a new customer in at eleven.”

“No…but I will be…”

I craned my head to look at the time. 7:13am. She had more than enough time, so I ran my hand down her side and grabbed a handful of her ass. She exhaled roughly.

Running my nails back up her spine, I gently nudged her, asking her to roll onto her back.

She hummed luxuriously as she laid on her back and stretched her arms up. My palm ran over her front, pressing into the supple flesh. I gripped her hipbone and pressed my thumb in circles.

As I kissed the side of her mouth, she slipped her fingers over the nape of my neck.

Our lips grazed against each other and I nipped down her jaw to suckle at her neck. My palm squeezed her breast and firmly pressed down her torso until I cupped her center. She gripped my triceps and whimpered.

I sighed, smelling her scent, as I moved my hand back and forth. “I can’t get enough of you…I always want more.”

“Ditto.” She gripped my chin to push me back and look into my eyes. Her dark eyes were dancing with the words she wasn’t saying and she kissed me.

Spreading her arousal over her clit, I dug in my fingers to rub at the length of it. My mouth found her nipple from where the covers had fallen down and her back arched as she gasped.

“Dude! After yesterday, that feels amazing! They’re so sensitive.” I hummed as I sucked firmly.

“Yeah? Dude? Does that feel good?” I teased as I licked at the hard nub.

She gasped again loudly as I entered her with two fingers. Her hips started a slow roll up and down and she grasped an errant hand at the covers. I had a sudden vision of what we looked like in the warm light of the morning, writhing, with hair mussed and my shoulder blades jutting out from where my arm worked at her center. It was sublime.

Her hands roamed everywhere and I rolled her nipples between my fingers while I alternated fingering her then pulling out to rub her clit in slow circles. She whimpered and moaned and it sent a thrill straight to my core.

Eventually, the sweat made our bodies slick and I relished the first filthy tryst of the day.

I sped up my pace and added a finger, making her claw at my back. Her face screwed up in pleasure and she shouted a cry at the ceiling when she came. Her walls squeezed my fingers and I sucked on her pulse point, feeling her pounding heartbeat slow down.

“Good morning to you too.” She panted out and I chuckled.

I glanced at the clock again and saw it was almost nine now. I sighed, cursing all responsibilities and the real world.

“All right, babe. Now you really have to go.”

“I don’t wanna! I’m all sloshy and feel good.”

I chuckled and took my fingers to flick at a nipple. She cried out as she convulsed and stared at me.

“Are you trying to rile me back up?”

“Just getting your attention…” I grinned. “Would you like some help getting up?”

“Okay.” She groaned.

I stood up and pulled her by the ankles as she squealed and giggled. Her back was still on the bed and her legs dangled off the side. She raised her arms up towards me and I lifted her to her feet by her wrists. She grinned, kissing me, and I turned her around by her hips towards our bathroom.

I slapped her ass as she left and she jumped.

“You’re randy today!” I heard her say as she walked away.

While I fried up some eggs and made coffee, she strode into the kitchen to fix up the disgusting smoothie she had everyday.

“Going to Starbucks today to work on your book?”

“Yep!” I chirped as I dug into the silky yellow yolk with my bread.

“Why can’t you just sit in my office and write there all day? Then I could just watch you whenever I want.” She leaned against my stool and kissed my shoulder.

“You know very well that we wouldn’t get anything done if I did that. I can’t focus when you’re around.”

“Hmm, true. Me either.”

I slung an arm around her neck and kissed her, then pushed her away so she would get going.

“Need a ride or are you taking your car?”

“I always need a ride on you!” She winked comically and I guffawed. “No, but seriously, I already called an Uber; they should be outside. Bye! Have a good writing day!”

“Bye, horndog! Go bring home the bacon!”

She grinned as she left.

I sighed at my breakfast. Jesus, she was going to break me one day.

“Mor, can you pick me up from work today?” I got the text from my regular table at Starbucks.

“Sure, babe! What time do you want me?”

“Now…I want you now.”

I raised my eyebrows at her text and my lower spine tingled. Another text came in.

“But I have a meeting right now. So…let’s say 6:00, please?”

“Thank you…I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

I was getting hot under my collar and wondered if we were actually doing this while she was at work and while I had a pair of guys at the neighboring table talking over their coffees. I angled my phone, just in case.

“Yeah? About me doing what?”

“Your mouth on my neck.” The answer came back immediately.

Yep, this is happening. I shifted to focus on my little phone screen.

“Licking and taking your skin in my mouth.” I continued her train of thought.

“My hands gripping your thighs and running up the soft skin of your ass.”

“I like when you dig your fingers in when you hold me.”

“And your lips always taste so good. I can’t ever get enough.”

I grinned, feeling the sympathetic arousal, then quickly schooled my face when I remembered I was in public.

“I like when you grind on me and I feel how wet you are in my lap.”

“Sorry…this is so hot. But I really do have a meeting and I can’t think straight anymore.”

“Yes, come at 6:00.”

“You come at 6:00…”

“Shut up, dork. I’ll see you later. Thanks for riling me up even more!” She sent an overheated emoji and an angry one.

“Anytime, darling!” I sent her little heart emojis.

I strolled through the front doors of her office building and headed to her floor.

This was where it all started all those years ago…I thought as I took in the familiar building fondly. I remembered all the trips up and down, pressuring departments, picking up materials needed, and planning for whatever the VIP order of the week was.

I silently thanked the heavens that I didn’t work here anymore. But the flirting with her was definitely fun back then.

I’d taken a position here as her assistant and we’d…well…clicked. To say the least.

“Hi!” I grinned as I knocked on her open glass door.

I dropped into the seat in front of her desk, looking at the new artwork she had hung around her office. When I looked back at, I saw her eyes dancing. I raised my eyebrow and she smiled her special smile at me.

I cleared my throat.

“How are you doing?”

She scoffed and rolled her eyes. “I’ll tell you later…Didn’t you say there was a supply closet around here? One that was used for…you know…”

“Yep! Back when I worked here, there was a supply closet near the accounting department that was…um…good.”

“Ugh! I’d love that, but I have to send this last email. Do you mind?”

“Not at all! But hurry…” I smiled and she met my eyes hotly.

I looked under her desk to admire her legs. Her dress had ridden up, but she had her knees together.

“You’re distracting me.”

“Not doing nothing…”

I heard the swoosh of a sent email.

I stood to pack up her things and felt her warm body as she turned me around to push me into the corner of her office.

“There’s so much fucking glass in this office…but, I think this is a good corner.”

I held her jaw in my hands. We were the same height with her giant heels on.

“You’ve been thinking about this…”

“So much! Whenever I get frustrated now, I just think of you here…” She sighed out.

“Suz…” I kissed her desperately, pressing the back of her head harder into me.

My lips felt the warmth and wetness of her mouth and my center throbbed at the friction of her soft lips. It still sent shocks down my spine every time her face touched mine. It didn’t matter if we were kissing or if she just rubbed her cheek against me or if her forehead was pressed against mine, but breathing her air was intoxicating.

Her lips molded to my kiss, then sucked on my bottom lip. Finally, her tongue entered my mouth, brushing against mine. God, she’s hot.

She squeezed my sides in her grip and pressed her hips into me. We started a little roll back and forth, where I pushed into her and she into me, in perfect synchronicity. It was heating my blood up so that I was becoming properly stupid and was about to slip my hands under her dress when I remembered we were at her work.

“Baby, let’s go…” I panted.

“Okay.” One more kiss. Well, maybe one more, one-last-kiss…

I shoved her off and smirked, grabbing her laptop bag, and forcefully leaving her, before I lost control and truly shagged her in the glass office.

“Bye, Gina!” I smiled and waved at one of my favorite ex-coworkers as I strode past.

I winked at her, overly exaggerated.

“I liked your last book, by the way! ‘The Velvet Killer’?” She gushed quickly.

“Thanks! Let me know if you need your copy signed.” I was cocky. She flipped me off and I grinned widely.

I leaned against the back wall of the elevator and she sauntered in, attacking my neck and dipping her hands into the back of my pants. I moaned at her voracity. She really was in a mood. I pushed her head away so I could look in her eyes.

“Huh?” She focused on me.

“I really want to spend the night with you.”

“Obviously…” She frowned.

“No, I mean. I want to take you out. Can I…I mean only if you want…Can we have a little quickie in the car and then go out to have dinner?”

Her eyes widened and she considered my proposal.

“Um…three quickies?” She smiled a shit-eating grin and I exulted.

“Done.” I dug my tongue in her mouth, tasting her, then the elevator dinged. We stepped out and I waved at the front desk people that I knew.

Once in the car, I drove us to a darker floor of the parking garage while she licked at my neck, making it wet. Once I turned off the engine, she crawled into my lap.

“I need you.” She kept kissing me and grinding on my lap.

I leant down to roll the seat back away from the steering wheel and she screamed. Grabbing her ass, I pushed her harder into me.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy. How in the hell are you mine?”

She took my hand off her ass and led it into her underwear. I groaned at the wetness I found. My fingers dug between her lips and she crushed my hand between us.

“Yes, Mor, like that.”

“Who am I, baby girl?” I husked into her mouth.

“Daddy…Fuck me, please.”

I tilted my head and bit into her neck, simultaneously digging my index and middle finger into her pussy. She gasped in a keening voice and humped my fingers. We found a frantic rhythm and I grasped at her back, sides, and ass as we kissed. My thumb roamed her center and found her clit.

“Shit!” Her forehead dropped to the crook of my neck while she focused on her impending orgasm. I felt some flutters and she unraveled slowly. The orgasm was tiny and the flutters were light. Nope, that was definitely not enough…I added my ring finger and kept thrusting into her, changing the angle. She renewed her humping even as she bit into my neck.

“Fuck…” I panted. I gripped her ass and ran a warm palm under her dress into her underwear, caressing the top of her crack.