Page 79 of Not Safe For Work

“Your tits are wrapped up like a present,” he says, licking his lips. He leans down and sucks one nipple into his mouth. It’ssomehow even hotter when he does it over my bra. “Are they for me?”

“Property of Scottie,” I breathe, my head falling back against the wall.

“Hello? Is there an emergency?” My body jolts when I hear a deep voice over the speaker in the elevator, though it sounds more bored than worried.

“Ignore it,” Gavin says, his words melting on my skin. I know we shouldn’t ignore it but it’s impossible to think straight when Gavin’s mouth is on me.

His lips find mine again and my whole body starts to heat up. I reach down between us to find his erection rock hard against his joggers.

“I’m sorry I let you down,” he whispers on my neck. His hips rock forward against my hand. “I should have told you what was going on. I’m an asshole.” But he sure doesn’t feel like one, his mouth clinging to the lace of my bra again. He sucks on the fabric like it’s his favorite flavor, like he’ll never have enough. “If you’re ever feeling unsure, just talk to me, Sparkles.”

His hand comes down to squeeze my ass and he lifts my leg to wrap around him. We’re almost lined up too perfectly. It almost feels too good. How does it feel so good when all my clothes are still on?

“Hello? Stand back, we’re opening the doors,” comes a voice on the other side of the elevator. It’s followed by the click of a key and in seconds we are not alone anymore.

I shove Gavin away from me and grab my blazer from the floor.

“Hey, Gino,” Gavin says with a smirk. How is he not mortified?

“So sorry,” I say, trying to discreetly button my shirt. “I was feeling a little sick.”

“Yeah,” Gino drones. “Looked real under the weather on the cameras.”

Oh god.

He looks at Gavin. “Need me to escort you back to twenty-two?”

“I’ve got it,” Gavin says, chuckling. He swipes his thumb along his bottom lip. “We’ll behave.”

Work isimpossible the rest of the day. Gavin and I can’t stop smiling at each other.

If anyone didn’t buy our relationship before, they will now.

And then it hits me. Whatisour relationship now? I’ve been so worried all week about him wanting nothing but vacation sex, but he made it clear today that’s not the case. That still doesn’t mean we’re a real couple.

How the hell do you define a fake relationship between two people who are sleeping together and also might have feelings? I’ll have to google it later when I’m not at work.

SLACK DIRECT MESSAGE:

Gavin Scott:

Finished updating your reports yet?

Olivia Diamond:

Yep

Gavin Scott:

Wanna get out of here?

Olivia Diamond:

Yes please

Gavin brought his bike to work today so the second five o’clock comes, we ride back to my place. I try my best not togrope him the whole way home. I fail. His leather jacket must be vintage because it’s as soft as butter.

It also easily slides off of him as soon as we get inside.

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