Fat Cat Liar

“I already did.”

“Kiss me again.”

“Do you think we can move into my office so the security cameras aren’t pointed on us?”

“What is it with you and security cameras? Know what? I don’t care if some guy in a control room watches me kiss you.” I run my lips over hers. “Let him see.”

She smiles against my mouth and leans back, her eyes bright. “My office.”

“I love it when you’re bossy.” I let go of the death grip I have and lace my fingers with hers.

She pulls me along and swipes her badge to unlock the door. As soon as we’re inside, I’m on her again, this time lifting her off the ground and forcing her arms and legs around me. I can’t get enough; my tongue glides along the roof of her mouth as my lips move urgently against hers.

Too soon, she tears away, gasping for breath. My lips move to her neck, kissing a path to her ear where I nibble gently on her earlobe. “I need you now.”

Her legs tighten around my waist, and I hiss when my dick scratches painfully against the denim.

She stills, arching her neck backwards. “What’s wrong?”

I thrust my hips into her, showing her what she’s done.

Her eyes light up even brighter, and a wicked smile forms. “You’re going to have to talk him down for a while. Haley will be here soon, and I’m not having my employee walk in on us going at it like animals.”

“Come home with me.”

“Don’t you have to work?”

“I took the day off. With you gone, I worked all weekend. Today is ours.”

“But I’m slammed. We have four ladies this week, and I’m working with Haley on marketing.”

“Haley’s got it covered. Go home, be with your mega-hot, super obsessed boyfriend.” Haley waltzes in from the other room, surprising us both.

“Haley!” Greer shouts, unlatching her hold on me and scrambling down. “How long have you been here?”

“I got in early to get started on the plans for the week. I came to say good morning but saw you in a lip-lock and didn’t want to interrupt.”

Greer’s face heats up and I notice her lips, cheek, and chin are all marked from the stubble on my face.

“Maybe we should have a code for when you’re about to get it on in the office.”

“We were not about to get it on.”

Haley starts to laugh, moving her eyes between us. “I’m pretty sure ‘I need you’ only has one meaning when your boyfriend has his tongue in your ear.”

“Oh my God.” Greer drops her face to her hands.

“Don’t be embarrassed. I’m not a virgin, Greer.”

It’s my turn to lower my head to hide my amusement. As much as I’m enjoying this, it’s cutting into my plans with Greer for the day.

“Can you do some work from home?”

She nods, raising her head, and I can see the argument forming in her mind. Before she can give me any excuses, I grab her hand and turn back to the door.

“She’ll see you tomorrow, Haley,” I call behind me, tugging Greer along.

“Wait!” Greer struggles to get her hand free.