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She moaned, her back arching as I thrust my fingers faster into her, feeling her pulsate around me.

“Not yet,” I said as her legs shook slightly. “I want to feel you come all over my cock, not my hand. I want to feel those tight little walls milking me when you finish.”

Georgia looked at me with a fire burning in her eyes as I knelt between her legs and lined my cock up with her entrance. I captured her mouth in a searing kiss, thrusting long and slow strokes until Georgia was writhing beneath me.

Her nails raked down my back, and her thighs squeezed my hips as she met me thrust for thrust. Her inner walls squeezed me hard as she dug her nails deeper into my back.

“Come for me,” I said, nipping at her bottom lip. “Fucking soak my cock.”

Georgia’s inner walls squeezed around me harder as her body tensed. “Oh fuck, I want to come all over your cock.”

“Do it,” I said, my cock throbbing as my release neared.

I rocked my hips harder, thrusting deeper into her as she came. Georgia’s moans filled the room, and her inner walls pulsated. As she rode out the waves of her orgasm, I came, stiffening above her before we slumped together, exhausted and satisfied.

“You know, it’s going to be a damn shame when this weekend ends,” Georgia said as she got on top of me again.

“And why is that?” I asked, folding my arms and looking up at her.

Georgia shrugged. “I could think of a couple of reasons.”

I watched as she rolled her hips, my cock starting to harden again. Georgia gave me a coy smile as she rolled her nipples between her fingers, playing with herself as her hips rocked.

“It doesn’t have to end yet,” I said, flipping us over and grinning at her. “I will drag this out for as long as possible.”

Chapter Nine: Georgia

WhenIwalkedintothe office on Monday morning, I froze. Matt was sitting at my desk, one of my pictures in his hand. He spun from one side to the other in my chair, his lips pressed together in a thin line.

He looked up and saw me, his frown only deepening. Matt put the picture back down on my desk and got up.

“Morning, Matt,” I said, dropping my purse off under my desk. “Odd to see you here. I thought that you liked working from home.”

“I do,” he said, not offering anything else as he tucked my chair in before I could sit down.

“Alright. Well, is there something that I can help you with? I have several listings to get up on the website, and I can’t do that if you’re blocking my desk.”

The corner of his mouth twitched as he looked down at me, his dark eyes narrowing. “I have something that I need to talk to you about. I was warned that you don’t hold your tongue, but I didn’t think you would start with me this early morning.”

Other employees started to enter the building. Shelly looked over at me as she sat at the front desk, raising her eyebrow. I nodded to her with a bright smile. Shelly shook her head but turned around in her seat and started talking to one of the real estate agents.

“Matt, is there something that you need right now? I have work to do.”

“That’s the second time you’ve said that.”

I sighed and crossed my arms. “Well, you’re determined to waste my time.”

“Come with me,” he said before walking down the hall to one of the conference rooms. He grabbed a file off someone’s desk and took it with him.

I looked up at the ceiling, wishing we were at the end of the day so I could go home and shower. The last thing I wanted was to meet with Brett’s assistant as soon as I walked into work.

From what the other staff had told me, Matt was a hard ass, and everyone was happier that he worked from home. But most of them had altercations with him, leaving a sour taste in their mouths.

And I was looking forward to having a good day, I thought as I followed him to the conference room.

I closed the door behind me before I took a seat across the table from him. Matt opened the file and scattered some of the pages inside. I looked at the pages and expected to see something, but the sheets were blank.

“What’s this meeting about?” I asked as I nodded to the papers. “There’s nothing on those.”

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