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checkthetime,it’sninefortytwo.Iopenthemessageandreadit.
    CANDICE-HeyMarcus,justlettingyouknowIgotacallfrom Rose.Shedidn’tbookyourflightsforyourconference.Doyouwantme todothatnow?
    Sighing,Irespond.
    MARCUS-No,Candice,justdoittomorrow.
    CANDICE-Okthen,noproblematall.Haveagoodnight.
    MARCUS-Ire-arrangedmyschedule,youwillseeitallwhenyou comeintomorrow.
    CANDICE-Thankyou,youmakemylifefareasierthanyoushould.
    IthoughtIwasmeanttobethePA?*Smileyface*
    Ican’thelpbutsmile,andIrespondwithoutthinkingaboutit.
    MARCUS-Idon’tliketoworkmyPA’stoohard.
    CANDICE-You’renotworkingmetoohard,trustme.
    MARCUS-GoodnightCandice,I’llseeyouinthemorning.
    CANDICE-Withbellson.
    Ituckmyphoneawayandleanbackinmychairsighing.God,all thisdramaismakingmyheadfuckinghurt.Irunmyhandsdownmyabs andstopatmyhalfrigidcock.WithSierraaround,thisthingrefusesto evergodowncompletely.Irubmypalmoverit,anditjerkstolife, hardening.Icouldquiteeasilyjerkoffrightnow,theconstantacheinmy dickishardtohandle.Shemakeseverythinginsidemecomealive.Just thethoughtofherhasmyhandrubbinggentlyovermydick.Fuckit.I movemyhandoffandstand,pacingtheroom.SleepiswhatIshouldbe doing,notthinkingaboutfuckingheragain,butIcan’tstopmymind.It’s fartoooveractiveandrightnowit’srefusingtostopatall.Iwalkoverto myliquorcabinetandpouraglassofwhiskey,thatwillhelp.
    Ihope.
    ~*~*~*~
    SIERRA
    Idon’tremembergoingtosleep,allIknowisIwakeinthemiddle ofthenight,orperhapsit’sveryearlymorning,andMarcusstillisn’tin bed.Islideout,pullingononeofhisshirtsandapairofpantiesbefore walkingoutinsearchforhim.He’sinhisoffice,standingbythewindow onthephone.Ismileatthesightofhim,wearingonlyapairofsilk pajamapantsthatdowonderfulthingsforhisass.Hisbacklookslike smoothperfectionunderthedimlight.Iwalkover,andwhenhehears me,heturnsaround.I’mnotreallysurewhyIdoit,heckIdon’teven thinkaboutittoolong,butIfindmyselfonmykneesinfrontofhim.I hearhissharpintakeofbreathandwhenIlookupathim,he’sstaring downatmewithanexpressionsohungryithasmybodyclenching everywhere.
    “Sendthemthroughtome,Pete,I’llgooverthemtomorrow.”
    Silence.
    “Yeah,ok,bye.”
    Heflickshisphoneoffandtossesitonthenearbybenchbefore takingastepclosertome.
    “Whatareyoudoing,mysweetgirl?”
    Ilookupathim.“Whatdoesitlooklike,sir?”
    “Youshouldbesleeping,”hemurmurs.
    “Andyoushouldn’tbeonthephoneatthistimeofthemorning.”
    Hesmiles.“Touché.”
    “Whatwillyoudowithme,nowwe’rebothhere?”
    Hislooksdarkensandhestretcheshisfingerdowntoslideovermy bottomlip.Ipartmylipsslightly,lettinghimslidehisfingerintomy mouth.“Suckitbaby,”heorderssoftly.
    Isuckonhisfingerandhegroans,slidingthetiparoundonmy tongue.Whenhegoestomoveitout,Ibitedownonit,nippingathim playfully.Hegrinsandreachesdowntotanglehisfingersintomyhair.
    Hepullsmyheadbackgently,releasinghisfinger.Itugmyheadforward andheletsme.Whenmycheekreacheshissilkpants,Ipressitagainst hisstrainingcockandrubitoverit,feelingeveryhardinchofhim pulsingagainstthesoftskinonmycheek.Hegrowlsandtugsmyhair back,forcingmetolookupathimagain.
    “Whatdoyouwant,Sierra?”
    “You,sir.”
    “Tellmehow,”heorders,reachingintohispantsandreleasinghis cock.HebeginsstrokingitsoftlyandIwhimper,desperatetotastehim.
    “Iwanttosuckyourcock,sir.”
    “Badgirl.Whatdoyousay?”
    “Please.”
    “Pleasewhat?”
    “Please,sir?”
    Withaslow,sexysmilehepresseshiscockheadtomylipsand gentlyslidesitaroundandaround,teasingmeasmuchashimself.When heslipstheheadin,bothofusgroan.
    “Younipthat,”herasps.“AndI’llspankyou.”
    Thenheplungeshislengthintomymouth.Iopenmymouthwide, takingasmuchofhimasIcan.Heslideshiscockbackout,thenslowly pushesitbackinwithagroan.Hishandisstilltangledinmyhairwhile hisotheronereachesdownandslidesinthesideofmymouth,sohecan feelhiscockmovingasIsuck.
    “Ilovefeelingmycockmoveinyourmouth,”hegroans,removing hisfingerandplacinghishandbyhisside.
    Ibobmyheadupanddown,takinghislengthandsuckingitwith everythingIhave.Hisdeep,intensegroansofpleasureareenoughtosend