Page 114 of Neighbors With Benefits

He rumbled with laughter. “Me too. Worth the wait.” He leaned in and kissed me, but only for a moment. We were both still out of breath.

“Now what?” I asked.

Slowly, he pulled out of me. I felt so empty, sohollowwithout him. “Now we both go back to work.”

I slid off the desk. “How am I supposed to go back to work after being fucked like that?” I demanded.

“I’m asking myself the same thing,” he said with a wink. “Got a paper towel I can borrow? Don’t want to make a mess on my suit.”

Realizing what he needed it for, I pulled a handful of napkins out of the desk drawer and handed them to him. “You clean up nicely, by the way. Your clothes, I mean.”

“Work,” he replied simply, turning away to privately clean himself up before balling the napkins up and tossing them in the trash.

I discretely pulled up my panties. “The polo you were wearing the other day was nice, but you’re even sharper in a button-down.”

“We have clients in the office today,” he said while rolling up the sleeves. “Have to cover up the tattoos when they’re around.”

“You should work here,” I teased. “We don’t care about visible tattoos unless they’re, like, on your face.”

Dante grinned over at me and zipped himself up. “Tempting, if it means doingthisfor lunch every day.” He gave me a quick kiss. “Got to run. See you in the greenhouse later.”

And then he left like nothing had happened. When he was gone, Brandi poked her head into my office. “Who wasthat?”

“My neighbor,” I said. “He’s helping me repair my greenhouse.” I hoped that was vague enough. It was the truth, after all.

“You live next to him?” Brandi bit her lip. “Any chance he’s single?”

“I’m fairly certain he’s involved with someone,” I said carefully, “but I’ll let you know if that changes.”

As soon as she was gone, I turned back to my desk—and did a double-take. The entire desk had moved a foot toward the wall. I could see the circles on the floor where ithadbeen.

Before Dante and I hadmovedit.

Hopefully Brandi didn’t notice, I thought while pushing it back into place. When I sat back down, I checked my phone.

Cat: Okay, that was SUPER FREAKING HOT. The way he walked in there and demanded I leave? You could drown a toddler in my panties right now. I hope you two are having fun.

Me: He just left. And yes, it was amazing :-)

Cat: THAT’S MY GIRL YESSSSSSSSSSSSS

Cat: I’m so glad you’re embracing your inner slutskateer. I wish men would storm into my office and fuck me up against the wall.

Me: We did it on my desk, actually.

Cat: Stop it. I’m already at maximum moisture. I need a Gatorade.

I was on cloud nine for the rest of the afternoon. One of my neighbors had visited me at work and fucked mein my office. In all my wildest fantasies, I never would have expected something like that to happen.

There was a late delivery I had to stick around for, so by the time I got home, Dante’s motorcycle was already parked in his driveway. As I got out of my car, he emerged from his front door carrying a potted plant under one arm.

“Why hello there,” I said.

“You’re home late, so I started without you.” He walked around the fence to my side of the property, handing me a folded piece of paper without slowing. “For you.”

“What’s this?”

He didn’t answer, so I unfolded the paper and began reading.

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