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I crave it.

Even if it’s only my hair.

“I should give you a raise more often if this is the response I get.”

A dopey smile spreads across my face remembering how surprised I was when Sadie said I got the job along with the salary and bonus. I’m also heading up the team for the project. I can’t believe it.

“I … I can’t believe it.”

Holy shit!

I almost told Sadie I loved her and at the worst possible time. Pinned up against the wall while we talk about work is not how I envisioned when I finally tell her I love her. I don’t want it to be too soon and scare her off. Is it still too soon?

She’s getting better about us, but I’m not willing to risk spooking her and have her shut down on me.

Setting her on her feet, I head into the bathroom and throw away the condom.

“You should believe it. You worked hard for it and you deserve it,” she says from behind.

Turning, I find her standing at the entry to the bathroom just as I left her. Completely naked and sated.

Perfection.

“Thank you,” I say as I stalk toward her and scoop her in my arms. Sadie squeals and throws her arms around my neck giggling all the while. “I’m going to work harder than ever to prove you picked the right person for the job.”

Placing her on the bed, she splays her body out in invitation. I can’t take my eyes off her. Her smooth, silky skin. Pert tits that I want to bite and suck all day. Curvy hips that are perfect for grabbing onto while I plunge into her over and over again. Her perfect pink pussy that glistens all for me. Every inch of her is an aphrodisiac and meant only for me.

“You’re beautiful,” I confess for at least the hundredth time.

Her warm hand cups my cheek as she smiles up at me. “You’re the one that’s beautiful. Inside and out.”

Laying down beside her, I twirl a lock of her hair as she draws patterns on my chest. They’re always random and most of the time I have no idea what she’s drawing. Probably because on the inside, I’m purring like a cat at her touch and barely pay attention.

“I still can’t get over Amy threatening me. She’s such a little bitch. If that’s how she thinks she’s going to move up in the company, she’s got another thing coming.”

“No one likes her. From what I’ve heard, she’s not a good lead on projects or accounts. She won’t listen to anyone’s ideas but Brent’s.”

“Thanks for letting me know. No one’s mentioned it to me,” she rests her head on my shoulder.

“Because they’re all scared of you,” I chuckle.

I know I’m sleeping with her, but she’s really not that bad at work. They make her out to be way worse than she is.

With brows furrowed, she snuggles against my side. “Can I ask you something?”

“Anything,” I answer immediately.

“I’ve been meaning to ask, but something always comes up,” her eyes dart down to my semi-erect cock and she giggles again. I can’t help but smile every time I hear her sweet little giggle. “Before at the office, you were always… how do I say this? Um… clumsy?”

Fuck, I was a stumbling idiot at the office.

“It kind of balanced out everything else.”

“What out?”

“Your perfection,” she answers with a slight blush.

Cocking a brow, I ask with a grin. “You think I’m perfect?”

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