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Doing exactly as he asks; I circled my fingers around his erection and slide my hand up and down his shaft. I glance up at Everett and see his eyes are on me. I feel like I can do anything when he watches me like this. I suck on the head of his cock, smiling when he groans.
“Fuck, Rae. Suck me baby.”
I slide my lips over the head, all the way down to the base, before pulling up and repeated my actions again. I’m soaking wet and want to touch myself or be touched. His fingers tangle into my hair again and he tightens his grip, dominating my movements. He thrusts in and out, over, and over again. Reaching up, I cupped his ass, digging my nails into his skin and dragging them down his cheeks.
“Fuck. Get up.” Once I’m on my feet, he doesn’t waste any time in lifting me and impaling me onto his strained erection, my back slapping against the wet wall. My fingers thread through his hair and scraped over his scalp, causing him to shout out. Plunging into me again and again, my core tightens around him and that familiar feeling takes over.
“Oh my God, Ev. I’m gonna come.”
He pauses for a second and looks me in the eye. “Let’s go together.” His mouth smashes to mine, licking and nibbling, his tongue swirling with mine as his dick slams inside me, hitting that sweet spot. With a scream I catapult over the edge of the most intense orgasm I think I’ve ever experienced. Everett roars through his orgasm and the aftershocks have me trembling. He pulls out of me slowly, letting my feet drop to the shower floor.
Surprisingly, my hangover is much better after coffee, doughnuts, a shower, and sex. It was a much-needed tension reliever. As I sit on his couch in a shirt and a pair of Ev’s shorts, I tuck my knees into my chest and wrap my arms around my legs while I wait for my coffee. Everett is intent on talking.
Armed with two cups, he puts them on the coffee table and sit on the opposite end of the couch, watching me. I stretch out my legs and sigh. Lifting up my feet, he slides toward me and places them on his thighs, his hands working some kind of miracle as he massages my feet. I slide further down and rest my head on the arm of the couch.
“This is all very domesticated, Mr. Brooks. But wasn’t there something you wanted to discuss?”
He smiles before asking, “What happened last night?”
“What do you mean?” I frown. “You’ll have to be more specific I’m afraid.”
“I sensed a little hostility between you and Margie.”
“First of all, she wasn’t supposed to be there. And didn’t you feel like she was trying to undermine me?”
Everett takes my hand and cups it in both of his. “I think she was just trying to fit in. She probably felt threatened by you.”
“Me? Oh please.” I sigh and drag my feet from his lap, sitting up and grabbing my coffee before it goes cold. “I’m her boss. Why would she feel even remotely threatened by me?”
“Because you’re beautiful. You’re strong and determined. Any woman in their right mind would want to be you.”
I stare at him for a second, not quite believing he’s just said all that. It’s probably the sweetest thing he’s ever said to me. I close my eyes and sigh again. “She just knocked me off kilter. Then the vodka kicked in…”
“And the rest is history, as they say,” Everett adds smirking.
“Yeah.” I take a gulp of coffee and put it back down on the table. I tuck my hands into my lap, crossing my legs on the couch. “What do you think Terry thought?” I ask him and met his gaze.
“I’m not sure he noticed the frosty reception you were giving her. You know what he’s like—unless it involves a loss of money, Terry Hicks is oblivious.”
“True. I’ll smooth things over tomorrow morning.”
He nods and smiles at me. “I think she’s just eager, maybe a little overeager at times. I also think she just wants to impress you.”
“Or wants my job.” I snort loudly as I make the joke. Ev totally ignores my attempt at some fun but lifts his arm for me to snuggle into his side, forgetting last night even existed.
Thirty-three
Reagan
It’s after seven thirty when I get work the next day, and I hate getting in after seven. As I reach my office, I look through the glass and see Margie is already here and on the phone. I remembered mine and Everett’s conversation and try to stay calm. Eager, that’s what she is. Pushing the frown from my face, I paste on a smile for appearance sakes.
I lift my hand in a wave when she looks up and smiles at me. Leaving her to her job for a minute, I go into my office, drop my bag, and turn on my computer. While I wait for it to load, I go into Margie’s part of the office.
“Yes, of course. Yes, I’ll let her know that too. Of course.” Listening to the one-sided conversation makes me frown. I wonder who she’s talking to. “Yes. Thank you, Mr. Hicks, that’s so nice of you.” She pauses for a second and smiles, nodding her head. “I’ll pass the message on. Bye. You have a good day.”
Margie places the receiver down and turns to me. “He is such a lovely man, don’t you think so, Rae?”
Rae? What the fuck? There’s only one person that calls me that.
