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"I don't know, like mountain hiking boots if you're going to take me on some sort of rugged adventure."

"Where in Manhattan would we be going on a rugged adventure?"

"I don't know. Maybe if you flew me to Montana or to Colorado or even to Canada."

"Why do all of the dates you're thinking of have me flying you somewhere?" he asks. "Are you hoping to travel the world with me?" He blinks. ”Are you hoping to write your next book about me?"

"Well, I've never written a book, so it wouldn't be my next book. It would be my first book. And I wanted my first book to be about my adventures around the world with the love of my life and you're not the love of my life. You're my..." I pause. ”Well, you're my boss with benefits. I think that's what I'll call you."

"I like it," he says. "So you don't want to write a book about your boss with benefits?"

"I mean, I could," I say. "Well, let's see how the first date goes first. Then I'll decide."

"Oh, so then maybe I really do need to step it up."

"What? You want to be in a book that I write?"

"I wouldn't say no unless you're an absolutely shitty writer." He laughs. "Are you a shitty writer?"

"Would I say if I was a shitty writer?" I tease him. "Who would say that? ‘Oh, I'm a shitty writer. I'm writing a book.’"

He laughs and runs his fingers through his hair. "I guess not you." He looks at me thoughtfully for a moment. "Okay, you should shower and head home so you can change and I'll meet you in the office later."

"What? You mean I can't spend the rest of my day watching TV?" I grin.

"Nope, because it's Monday morning and you're already late for work." He raises an eyebrow at me. "And you know what they say."

"No. What do they say?"

"You don't want your boss to catch you coming in late to work too many times or you might get fired."

"But I don't think my boss would fire me for that, would he?" I jump up off of the couch and turn the TV off before taking a couple of steps toward him and stopping when I’m a few inches away. He only has a white towel wrapped around his waist and I place my fingers against his chest and touch a droplet of water on his nipple. I place my finger to my lips and lick it, staring into his eyes as he looks back at me.

"Are you telling me that you do not want to go to work right now?" he asks, his eyes darkening as I reach up and wrap my hands around his neck.

"I'm not saying that," I say softly as I stand on tippy-toes and press my lips against his.

He reaches down and grabs me around the waist and I feel his pink is sliding down into my panties and pinching my ass. I moan slightly as I press myself against him. He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist as he pushes me up against the corridor wall and I feel his lips against my neck.

"What are you hoping will happen right now?" he asks as his lips move to mine.

"Not much," I say as I run my fingers through his hair and kiss him.

I feel his tongue slipping into my mouth and I hold on to him for dear life as he gyrates against me. I feel his towel fall down to the floor and the length of his hardness presses up against my panties. I moan against his lips as he reaches one hand up under my T-shirt and plays with one of my breasts.

"Fuck, I don't want to go into work," he says as he rubs his hardness against my panties.

I swallow hard as my fingers run down his neck and squeeze his shoulders.

"I know," I say, staring into his eyes as he takes a step back and lets me down.

He pulls my T-shirt off and it drops to the ground, leaving me standing there in just my panties next to his very naked and hard body. He pushes me up against the wall and leans down to kiss me again, his chest pressed up against my breasts as he runs his fingers up and down the side of my body. I run my fingers all the way down his back and squeeze his buttocks and moan as we stand there caressing each other.

In the distance, I hear a faint beeping and let out a small little sigh as he steps back and curses under his breath.

"One second," he says as he strolls to his bedroom and grabs his phone and answers it. "Hey, what's going on?" He snaps into the phone, and I wonder who he's talking to. "Yeah, Max. I'll be there soon. I didn't forget." He rolls his eyes as he stares at me.

I walk over to him with a wicked little smile and he looks down at me with curious eyes. I drop to my knees and look up at him.

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