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You know him well enough. Get your ass to Luke’s house. Maybe offer him a blow job as an apology.
Not helping!
Her inner voice remained silent, and she shoved her phone back into her pocket. She would stop by, apologize, and leave. Easy peasy.
* * *
Nearly an hour later, she stood on the doorstep of Luke’s home, cursing her decision. This was a terrible idea, but there wouldn’t be another bus for half an hour, and she was already freezing her ass off. She had bought a thicker coat at the thrift store last week, and a hat, scarf, and mittens, but the wind was bitterly cold, and her entire body was numb. She took a deep breath and, shivering, rang the doorbell.
She waited a few minutes and was about to ring it again when the door opened. Luke was wearing a T-shirt and shorts despite the winter weather and stared at her in surprise. Just the sight of him sent her desire into overdrive, and she tried to think past the lust-induced cloudiness in her brain.
“Uh, hi, Luke. Can I - ”
She squealed in surprise when Luke grabbed her arm and yanked her into the house. He pushed her up against the wall and kissed her as he fumbled at the zipper of her jacket.
“Luke, wait,” she gasped as he pulled down the zipper and tugged her jacket off. It took her mittens with it, and he cursed when she touched his back.
“Your hands are freezing,” he grumbled, pulling off her hat and dropping it to the floor.
“Luke!” She clutched at him when he picked her up and carried her down the hallway. “What are you doing?”
“Taking you to my bedroom.”
“I – that’s not why I’m here,” she said as he wrestled her boots off with one hand and left them at the foot of the stairs.
“Why are you here?” He licked her neck, and she jerked against him.
“I came to apologize for last night,” she said as he carried her into his bedroom.
“You could have just called,” he said.
“I thought you deserved an apology in person.”
“Is that really why you’re here?” He set her on her feet. “Or did you come here to finish what we started last night?”
She stared wide-eyed at him as he unbuttoned her shirt and shoved it down her arms. “Well, Ms. Smith? Do you want to apologize, or do you want to be fucked?”
He flicked open her bra and pulled it off her body before cupping her breasts and kneading them lightly. “Which is it?”
“The second one,” she whispered.
“Say it,” he demanded as he reached for the button on her jeans.
“I want to be fucked,” she said in a low voice.
He paused with his fingers on her zipper and said, “Try again, please, Ms. Smith.”
“I – I want you to fuck me, Mr. Dawson.”
He kissed her. “I want that too, little Jane.”
“We really shouldn’t,” she said. “You’re my boss.”
“I won’t tell anyone if you don’t.” He tugged her jeans down her legs. He lifted her and placed her on the bed before pulling off her jeans and dropping them to the floor. He stripped off his t-shirt and shorts, and she stared at his erect cock as he lay on his side next to her.
He was big. Maybe even a little worrisome big. Jane ignored her sudden trepidation. It would be fine. Luke wouldn’t hurt her.
“Please,” she whispered. She was already soaking wet, and she wanted Luke’s too-big cock with a desperation that embarrassed her.
