Page 47 of Business Casual

“Listen to your pussy. God, I need to feel you sitting on my dick right now. I need to feel your ass as you’re grinding that pretty pussy on me.” His voice indicated that he was losing control. “Can I—oh shit!”

“Tre!”

My mouth was wide open, but no words escaped as I came hard.

With my fingers working overtime, hearing him grunt to completion was exactly what I needed as I writhed in my bed. My hips rocked and my thighs quivered as I imagined riding him and coming on his dick. When my body relaxed and my mind cleared, I pressed the phone to my ear.

“Tre?” I murmured, my heart still thumping in my chest.

“I’m here,” he responded.

Rolling over to my side, I pulled my comforter up. “That felt so good.”

“Yeah, it did. And when you moan like that for me, when you moan my name…” He let out a low whistle. “Imani… I’ve never wanted anyone as bad as I want you.”

Butterflies moved through my satiated body and a smile tugged at my lips. “I feel the same way about you. And not just tonight. Every single time you say my name, it gives me chills.”

“What are we doing?” He was quiet and I heard water running in the background. “There’s something here so we should figure out a way to make it happen.”

“I would want that, too. But I can’t think of a way for it to work.”

“I can go to HR and tell them we had a relationship prior to you working for the company,” he proposed. “Then my father’s concerns about it won’t matter because it won’t affect the company as a whole.”

“No.” I shook my head even though he couldn’t see me. “Then it’ll look like I only got the job because I know you. Everything I do would be scrutinized.”

“Yeah, I see what you’re saying.” He paused. “Fuck it. Let’s just date in secret. No one at work has to know.”

“You don’t think we’ll get caught? Because your dad and Josephine know or at the very least, they suspect.”

“Maybe it’s because it’s been a long day or because I’ve been thinking about you since we met, but I don’t care.”

My jaw dropped in shock. “You don’t care if we lose our careers?” I asked incredulously.

“If it means I get to kiss you again, no.”

“Tre!”

He laughed. “Okay, okay, I care,” he relented. “But damn.”

“I know,” I sighed. “I’ve been thinking of every plausible scenario and there’s nothing.”

“I’m determined to figure out a way to make this work—that doesn’t jeopardize our careers.”

“As soon as you figure it out, let me know.”

We sat in a comfortable silence for a minute.

“Once we figure this out or when your contract is up, where do you want me to take you for our first date?” he asked.

The smile spread across my face. “To bed. Then dinner. Then some sort of activity. But I definitely want you to fuck me first.”

His chuckle made me smile harder. “Imani stop playing with me. My dick got hard as soon as you said it.”

“I’m serious! If you’re asking me how I would want our first date to go, that’s exactly how I would want it. But if you’re asking me in general what I would like as a first date, that’s a different answer.”

“If you’re trying to sweet talk me and make me feel special, that shit is working.”

I giggled. “Youarespecial. I’ve never had someone impress me in the bedroom and in the boardroom before. That shit is elite.”

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