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Jamal wheeled himself to the table and tucked in beneath it. He reached for my hand and played with my fingers. "It's unfortunate I can't sit at the bar and watch you work."

I stood beside him and took his hand. It did little to quench my desire to touch him. Only stoked my furnace of absolute need to be near him. "Not much to see. Just me running my ass off."

Jamal smirked. "I'd pay money to see that ass running."

I moved so I could see his face better. "Something to add to our itinerary."

His eyes became hooded, staring up at me, smouldering. "I'll start saving my toonies."

My breathing faltered. "I wouldn't charge you much. A couple of kisses would do it."

Jamal licked his lips. "I'm willing to offer you more than kisses."

I nearly groaned. My cock throbbed and suddenly the fact I was supposed to be working escaped me. "Take off your coat, toss it on the seat across from you, and give me a second."

Jamal released my hand, rolled his chair back, and started removing his coat. I hurried to the host station and let them know the table Jamal was at was occupied.

I returned to the bar and attracted Noah's attention.

He leaned on the bar top. "What's up? Why aren't you back here?"

"I need a few minutes," I said. "Jamal just arrived."

"Okay, but you arenotsexing him up in my office."

"Not in my plans. I just need some time with him where people aren't looking."

Noah straightened up and pointed at me. "Five minutes. That's it."

"That's all I need." Lies. I wanted hours upon hours with him. I wanted to explore every inch of his skin starting with the sensitive spots behind his ears.

I strode back to Jamal and indicated he should follow me. He had one eyebrow raised as I urged him to leave the table, but he rolled along behind me to the back hallway.

Out of sight.

He stared up at me, his lips parted, as I pushed his chair backward until it hit the wall, securing it from moving. His hands moved to my waist as I did my best to straddle his lap.

"What are you doing?" he whispered.

"Quenching an incredible thirst." Hanging onto the back of his wheelchair, I started by kissing his forehead. Threekisses. From left to right. Slowly. Then the bridge of his nose. He tipped his head up and moaned softly as I kissed each eyelid. I brushed one hand down his chest and found his nipple. It pebbled into a hard nub beneath my fingertips. He squirmed his hips in his seat.

Each side of his face received my attention then I brushed my lips to his ear, breathing gently into it then kissing and sucking, and nibbling on his earlobe. His hands clung firmly to my waist.

I pinched hard on his nipple, making him suck in a breath.

Along his jawline, I dragged my teeth across his stubble until I reached his bottom lip. I sucked it into my mouth and the sound elicited from Jamal stoked a fury of combustion.

I was done teasing. I descended fully on his mouth. He moved his hands from my waist to clutch my face instead and deepened the kiss. Surge—retreat. Again, and again. My cock was straining to be released when my internal clock told me it was time to get back to work.

Jamal was reluctant to let go of me when I removed myself from his lap. I adjusted my jeans, which made Jamal smile. "I'm going to need a few seconds before I go out there," I said.

"Me too. We can talk about your birthday." An even wider smile.

"How did you know it was my birthday coming up?"

"Noah told me." He rolled closer to me, putting him at eye level with my aching nearly erect cock. Having him there didnothelp the process of calming down. I cupped his face in one hand.

"What do you have in mind?"

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