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finding the spot where her T-shirt had ridden up, exposing her bare flesh. Surely if it had just been pushed up by accident, that didn’t count as going against the rules, did it?
    She said his name when his lips touched her, and arched against him. Her hands found his head and her fingers twisted, tugging at his hair. Matt’s cock ached, the pressure of his jeans and the bed beneath him so great he wanted to just…fuck into it, just rub himself all over something until he exploded.
    He looked up at her. Fuck, she was sexy. Head turned, mouth open, the barest sliver of her belly showing. He slid a hand between her thighs to press the heel of his palm against her pussy. Melissa gave another of those sexy sighs and pushed herself against his hand.
    Then she looked down at him. She took a handful of his shirt at the shoulder. Pulled him up and on top of her. His cock fit just right against her, right in the sweet spot, and both of them gave nearly identical cries.
    “Kiss me,” she said.
    He did. And they moved together. Dry humping, yeah, so not romantic, so not…adult…but so fucking sexy? Yes. Hell, yes. Matt pumped his hips gently against her, not as hard as if he’d been inside her, though that was what he was imagining. No, with their clothes between them and his cock ready to burst from the pressure, he didn’t have the capability of full-on thrusting. But this gentle, subtle press, release….
    She matched it. Lifting her hips and moving them in small, slow circles as she kissed him. Every so often she’d suck his tongue in rhythm to their moving, and every time she did, Matt could feel the sensation all the way clear to his balls, which were getting painfully tight.
    “This is…crazy,” Melissa said. “This is so…fucking insane, Matt.”
    “I know, I know,” he whispered. “Should we stop? Should I…?”
    “No.” She laughed again, though it was broken by a gasp when he pressed his cock against her again. “God, no. I’m so turned-on I think I’m going to…just…oh, just a little more like that….”
    He hadn’t come in his pants since high school, but the feeling was so good, rushing up from his balls and getting ready to boil out of his cock—
    The buzzer sounded.
    Melissa’s eyes opened and she stopped moving underneath him. Matt stopped, too. He was moments, maybe seconds, away from jetting into his boxers. Hovering on the edge of orgasm, he took slow, sipping breaths, trying to focus on her, the buzzer, the fact the session was up. It was over.
    “Oh, shit,” Melissa whispered, then giggled. “I guess that’s it for tonight.”
    “Don’t move,” Matt said with a smile, though seriously. “I’m so close….”
    Her eyebrows rose. She swiped a tongue along her lower lip, leaving it glistening. “Really?”
    He felt sort of stupid after saying it, but nodded. His gut tensed into a tight, hard knot. He was going to be hobbling out of here, if he was lucky enough to be able to walk at all.
    Melissa’s smile nearly undid him. She leaned up to kiss him again, just lightly, before getting off the bed. Matt rolled onto his back to watch her, willing his dick to go down, already. It wasn’t listening.
    “Tomorrow night?” Melissa asked.
    “Yeah,” Matt said. “Hell, yeah.”
     
     
    It would be easier to type all of this, Melissa thought, tapping her pen against her lips. She stopped, her mouth tender from the hours of kissing. Not in a bad way. A very, very good way, as a matter of fact. But one that distracted her from the task at hand, which was finishing this paperwork.
    She’d checked off every box, answered every blank question. She’d been honest about everything. What’d she’d thought the first time she saw him, how she felt, how her feelings had changed.
    Her intentions.
    What were they, exactly? She’d come home the night before and tossed and turned for an hour before falling into a fitful, lust-crazed sleep. A hot shower hadn’t helped. Slipping a hand into