A knock.
Fuck.
I stop. He glances around uneasily, his face bright red, asthough the person fucking walked in on us.
“Hey, boss.” It’s Tyler.
“Uh, yeah?”
“We just got this box in that William was asking me about. Says hethinks it was sent back to us from the wrong warehouse. I don’t know what I’msupposed to do with it.”
“Just…I’m just finishing something up,” Reese says. “I’ll beright out.”
The doorknob rattles. Seriously? He’s not just going to go thefuck away? I like Tyler and all now, but don’t cockblock.
“I just have a copy of the label,” he says. “I was going to giveit to you.”
“Not until I finish giving you my cock,” I whisper.
“Leave it on the floor!” Reese says through his teeth. “I needto get this one thing done right now.” His serious tone makes him sound likehe’s about to chew Tyler’s head off if he keeps this up.
“Um…okay. I’ll leave it right here. Let me know when you’re freeso we can sort it out.” I hear his footsteps as he heads away from the door, downthe hall.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Reese says, hitting the back of his headagainst his desk.
I wonder if Tyler killed the mood, but Reese’s dick sure didn’tget any softer because of the interruption. And I’m still stiff within him,enjoying how tight his hole got when Tyler scared the shit out of him.
Still, I don’t want to interfere with his job. I start to pullout. Reese grips my wrist and squeezes. He looks back up at me, his expressionfilled with desire.
“You don’t need to take care of that?” I ask.
He smirks. “I told him I had something I had to finish. And Ido.”
The excitement that rushes through me makes me slide into himsome more. He takes it, a smile stretching across his face. I can tell by thelook in his eyes he wants it even more now than before.
I fuck him as hard as I can. He grips the edge of the desk.
I pant as sweat drips from my bangs and showers across hischest. I cling to his thighs as I feel myself steadily building to thatdelightful moment. We’re lost in our experience again, and soon he’s spewing athick wad onto his belly, into his navel.
“I just need another moment,” I beg.
“Take it,” he says, his face wrinkled up as he recovers from hisown orgasm.
I speed up, the pressure in my cock painful until the promise ofrelief is fulfilled and my body spams and trembles, the energy racing from mypelvis to my head. It’s all-consuming.
And it’s the sort of hot-ass fucking sex that makes me soappreciative that I’m lucky enough to get to fuck Reese.
***
“You need to come to dinner one night next week,” Tyler says.
I’m surprised by the invitation. “What?” I ask. We’re packingcrates of bottles onto pallets in the main warehouse. We were just chattingabout the news when he brought up dinner.
“I owe you after you did me a solid with that idea for Shelley’sbirthday party. She’s still fucking blown away because I got her friend to comeinto town. I’ve been getting action for the past few weeks, and it’s allbecause of you.”
“You don’t have to do all that. It was nothing.”
“Dude, it’s an invitation. Don’t be an ass and refuse it.”
