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“Based on the calculations, duration of the…lovemaking, and the intensity…” He sighed heavily. “Sorry, Rae. It’s unanimous. It’s more than fucking.”

She glared at him. “I really fucking hate you.”

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RAE

After closing off the feed from the prying eyes of all the perverts at the company, I quickly dressed, muttering under my breath. It was my own fault. All Duke had to do was look at me and I was ready to climb on his dick for a joyride. Had I been paying attention, I would have seen that I somehow turned on the video in the IT room, but no, my focus was solely on the good dicking I was getting.

My gaze snapped to Duke’s as he lazily pulled on his jeans. “Can you go any slower?”

“If you want me to,” he said with a sly grin.

He pulled on his shirt, not that he could close it after I tore it in half. It flapped open with no hope of staying closed. I stormed over to my desk and grabbed the stapler. He started laughing as I bunched his shirt together and started going crazy with the stapler. It was uneven and bunched oddly, but no one could see his gorgeous chest.

“Feel better?”

“Not even a little,” I muttered under my breath. I wanted him again, and that was a dangerous situation to be in. What I really needed was to get back to work. I had to focus on the real problems of the world, not the fact that my vagina was throbbing in need.

“I can’t believe I did this again,” I muttered.

“Fucked me? Or have you literally gotten fucked in the IT room?”

I cocked my head at him, wondering if he really just asked me that, or if I was delusional and making shit up in my head. “What do you think?”

“I’m really fucking hoping it’s the first one.”

“It’s the first one,” I said snidely.

“You know, if you’d just come over, none of this would have been broadcast to the company.”

He was right. Absolutely fucking right. And I was losing my cool, something that never happened. He was pushing my buttons on purpose, trying to make me crazy so he could get me to give in. And there was only one man I knew that had the intelligence to see that side of me.

Fucking Cash.

I took a deep breath and calmed my shit down. I wouldn’t let him get to me. This crazy Rae person wasn’t me. I was cool, calm, and collected. “Well, thanks for the fuck. When I need another, I’ll give you a call.”

He smirked at me, like he could see right through me. “I won’t have to wait long.” He turned for the door, but stopped and looked at me sheepishly. “I should probably tell you that I have a sort of date.”

I eyed him skeptically. “Okay…I’m not sure where to go with that.”

“It’s not a real date. It’s sort of something I agreed to out of pity.”

I nodded, refusing to feel even the slightest bit of anger over this. “Well, have a good time.”

“Nothing’s going to happen,” he said quickly.

“You know, even if it did, it’s not my business, because this is just—”

“Fucking,” he finished. “Yeah, you’ve made that pretty damn clear.”

“I just want to make sure we’re on the same page.”

“You’ve made your position pretty clear to me. I’ve got the message. But I still thought you should know.”

I gave him a sarcastic thumbs up and watched as he left. Then I slouched down in the chair and groaned. “That was so stupid.”

“I thought it was hot.”

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