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Fucking hell. Even if he wasn’t up for another hookup that soon, I needed to get between Lily’s thighs.

Can’t wait for Thursday. I tossed in a winking emoji.

She replied with a kissy face, then: I’m not against seeing evidence of that.

“Shit.” I scrubbed a hand over my face, sure I misunderstood.

You don’t want a dick pic, but you want to see my cum? I typed out, too damn curious to let her last message go without explanation.

@S2L: Yes, please.

Goddamn…

“Fuck it.” I didn’t jerk off in my office, but something about our light banter had me going to the point that I didn’t give a flying fuck if Meryl walked in again without knocking. It would serve the woman right, maybe teach her a lesson she refused to learn otherwise.

I pulled out my dick, wrenched my dress shirt up beneath my chin, and rubbed one out within a matter of a few strokes, my focus on the image of Lily in her red bikini. Those pert tits, the tiny waist, the swell of her hips…

Sticky white painted my abs, and I heaved for breath, my clean hand shaking while taking a picture of that evidence she’d asked for. I made sure to capture my grip on my still-hard dick. If Lily wanted my cum, she was going to see where it came from too.

I hit send, tingles of euphoria settling into my fingers and toes while my breathing slowed.

Lily replied with a lip-licking emoji, then: It looks like you could use some help cleaning up.

I groaned another curse, wondering what the fuck had gotten into me. I never sexted while in the office. Ever.

I don’t normally do this at work, I let her know.

@S2L: Mmm. The thought of me must really do it for you then, huh?

I’ll admit to enjoying our conversation, but that red bikini… I trailed off my words, once more going back for another good look.

@S2L: Those sweats…

An image came through, stealing my breath.

Pink panties…a slender hand shoved beneath.

Another image flashed before I could fill my lungs, creamed fingers splayed on a taunt belly, the pinkie resting beneath the edge of the satin like she still tickled her clit.

“Fucking. Hell.” I gulped, my dick considering another go.

@S2L: See you Thursday, Scott.

I swallowed hard, my head falling back against my chair.

Two days, and I would hopefully get a taste of what smeared over her fingers.

But even better would be a call from Higgins. Hopefully, he’d find some leads into finally helping me set Blaine free so we could enjoy Lily together.

7

LILY

“Your tall, dark, and handsome was in this morning.”

I moaned while tossing my purse into one of the employee room’s cubbies. Turning, I found Cheryl smirking at me. I propped my hands on my hips. “Are you shitting me?”

“Nope.” Her smile widened. “He asked about you.”

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