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“I don’t want your money, gorgeous. I might be able to think of some other ways you could pay me back…” I winked at her and walked over to where she stood by the door.

“Don’t get any ideas, mister,” Lacey said, but I saw the grin she tried hard to hide.

“How can I not when I’m this close to such a beautiful, luscious woman?”

She slapped my chest playfully, and I seized the moment to pull her into my arms. With her mouth this close, I just had to kiss her, something I’d wanted to do since the moment I saw her.

But she ducked away quickly, and I was left cold without her warmth.

“Playing hard to get, hmm?”I asked as she walked away from me. I saw a bounce in her step I didn’t notice before, and my dick twitched inside my boxers. Fuck, she turned me on.

“No, we need to get down to business first. Work before play.”

Play? We might get to play?

I lost control of my dick, as it had a mind of its own now, and it grew thick beneath my pants. My brain misfired in all directions, and I stumbled forward like an idiot. I willed my cock to behave, but there was no point. It grew by the second.

I adjusted myself as best I could and tried to get my mind on what needed to be done. As she showed me the sauna and the control panel, I couldn’t stop staring at her juicy ass.

“Crew? Are you even paying attention?”

“I sure am.” I grinned. “Listen, I’ve got this. I’ve worked on more complicated tasks before. I’ll take it from here.” Maybe if she left the room, I’d be able to actually focus.

Lacey popped her hip out and placed her hand on her waist.Damn her and her sexiness. I’m ready to fucking explode.

“You don’t want me to watch you work?” she teased.

Fuck yeah, I did. But I wouldn’t get any work done.

“Not if you want this place to be ready in time.”

“Okay, I’ll let you do your thing. I’ll be in my office if you need me. It’s down the hall on the other side of the front desk.”

“Don’t worry. I have no doubt I’ll find you.”

“You should probably think less with your dick and more with your brain.” Lacey smirked, and her little spiciness pushed me just enough.

I laughed. “Who said I was thinking at all? I’m too damn distracted by your endless curves.”

Her face flushed a deep crimson. I loved the effect I had on her. I wanted more, more, more, like an addict who couldn’t get enough. “Be a good boy and get to work.”

“You got it, boss.” I watched as she disappeared out into the hallway.

I missed her already.

CHAPTER THREE

Lacey

When I gotto my office, did I get any work done like I wanted to?

Nope.

Instead, I paced back and forth, again and again.

What the hell is happening?

I sank down into the fluffy couch I set up in here, knowing I’d need a space to de-stress, unwind, and relax.

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