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“Mmmhmm, cat got your tongue, Lioness. You looked sexy as hell in my bed, and I wanted to come home and fuck you right where you stood when you were holding my piece. I wanted to squat down in front of you and put your sweet ass pussy in my mouth while you posed with them in your hands. I had to have you after your little performance downstairs,” he said breathlessly as he continued to give me relentless strokes.

“Shit, your pussy is so good, feels like home. I want this every night. You hear me, Baby. Every! Fucking! Night!” He said as he kissed and licked down my back again.

“Give me my shit JoJo; I want all of it, and make that shit extra wet for me,” he said.

“Rock,” I screamed his name and released a waterfall down my legs as he commanded. I could feel him releasing deep inside me as he continued to stroke until he couldn’t anymore.

“Fuck, Jourdan,” he said as he leaned over my back and turned my head so that he could suck my tongue into his mouth. He finally stood, releasing me from his pleasure prison, smacking me on the ass again as he walked to the bathroom. He cleaned himself, returning with the rag to do the same to me. After taking the rag back to the bathroom and straightening his clothes, he straightened his desk and rested on the edge. His legs were stretched out, and his feet were crossed at the ankles.

“Stephon,” I called out as I stood from his desk.

“Yeah, Baby.”

“Whose fucking makeup was that in your bathroom?”

“Come here,” he said with a low baritone that vibrated through me. I walked over, and he opened his legs so I could stand in between them. He grabbed my chin so that my eyes were focused on his.

“You mean the same shade of makeup you use and all the same products in your bathroom?” he asked thoughtfully. I thought back to all the products I’d seen in his bathroom. I was so pissed that I hadn't even noticed they were the exact products I used.

“And in the closet where you hung up your jacket, that’s your side, Jourdan.”

“I’m going to use the bathroom, and then I need you to come with me. We have an appointment,” I said as I entered the bathroom. I heard him snicker as I walked by. I gently closed the door, peed, and washed my hands. I stared into the mirror, knowing that what I was about to do was the right decision.

Let’s get this over with, JoJo.

“You ready?” He asked as I opened the door.

“As ready as I’ll ever be?” I spoke.

CHAPTER 19

Jourdan

Iwalked past Stephon’s front desk to find it missing Talia. The place was empty.

“Stephon, where is everyone?”

“Lunch,” he answered plainly.

“Oh my gosh, Stephon, you had me up in there performing for that girl, and you knew her ass wasn’t out here,” I said as I punched him in his bicep.

“Were you, though? Performing? Because it didn’t feel like it when you were gushing down your leg,” he said, smirking.

“Shut up, you knew what I meant.”

“And keep your hands to yourself. I have about thirty desks around this office, and I don’t have any problem disrespecting every one of my employee’s personal spaces to teach your ass a lesson.” I gasped.

“You wouldn't do that, Steph.” He laughed.

“You want to find out?” he said, laughing again. We’d made it to his truck, and he stopped at the passenger door to help me climb in. Once I was secured, he rounded the front and hopped inside.

“So, where’s this appointment?”

“Cypress City courthouse, we have an hour before our appointment. I know you like to be early,” I said. He glanced at his watch and pulled out the lot. Instead of taking a right to take us to the courthouse, he took a left.

“Where are you going? The courthouse is that way,”

“If we’re doing this right now, I have to go home to grab my birth certificate, social, and a piece of mail.”

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