“Hey, leave the doom and gloom to me, Miss Sunshine.”
“Aren’t you nervous?”
“Of course, I am, but for the first time in months, I feel good.Really good.”
And that’s when he’d tipped her chin and kissed her, murmuring against her lips about knowing something that would take her mind off things…
“As you’re well aware, I’m all for sex,” she said now, slipping her T-shirt over her head.“And I’ll admit it was a pleasant ten-minute distraction.”
“Twenty.It was at least twenty minutes.And more than just pleasant.”
She sucked in a smile.Regardless of how long, he’d pleasured her good and proper.“It’s time to get back to work, Cranky.”
She jumped into the shower.A few minutes later, he joined her with a slow gaze that was firmly on her dripping wet breasts.“Haven’t you had enough?”she asked.
“Nope.”Dipping his head, he kissed her under the spray.The cubicle was tiny.More so when Dan was in it.Cool tiles touched her back, and she yelped.Dan switched positions with her, then soaped up her breasts.
She shot him a look.“You’re insatiable.”
“What?”he said innocently.“I’m just being helpful.”He kissed her neck.
“We need to get back to work.”But when he became hard again against her thigh, Libby couldn’t resist wrapping her hand around him.Slowly, she pumped him, enjoying how his breathing turned ragged.
“I very much like your idea of getting back to work,” he said, and slipped his fingers, hot and wet, between her legs.“Let me watch you come again.”
Oh, god, yes.
“If you insist.”
“I insist.”
She let him play, his every stroke and swirl taking her closer and closer to that healthily addictive place of ecstasy and release she loved so much.When her orgasm ripped through her, she gripped him harder.With a groan, Dan removed his hand and splayed them both above her head against the cubicle door, rocking into her clenched fist.Water dripped from his jaw.She licked at the droplets, tracing them down his neck with her tongue as she worked him—hot, hard, and slick in her palm—until he came with a long, guttural, “Unnnhhhh.”
For several moments, they stayed under the water without speaking, without moving, as if neither were sure that the world beneath them was steady enough to walk on again.
“That’s definitely what I call a stress buster,” Dan said on a deep exhale.
He shifted his hands to cup her face and kissed her, then he reached for the bar of soap, this time only rubbing it on his own skin.“Now that we know what relaxes you, we’ll have to keep doing it, because there’s no need to be nervous.You’re great at what you do, Libby.And you know I’m not just talking about sex.”
Insanely touched, she hugged him.“And you know that I love…that I love how you’ve gotten yourself together.That you’re finally getting back out there.”
“I owe you for that.”
“We owe each other.”Patting his butt—because she found it irresistible—she added, “We really do need to get back to work now, though.”As she stepped out of the shower, she grabbed a towel.“I’ll go see what’s evolved while we’ve been…de-stressing.”Then she winked at him over her shoulder.“A lot can happen in ten minutes.”
“It was twenty!”
She was still sniggering when she sat back at her laptop and clicked on their post.
Holy cow!
The views on their Part One video had already surpassed two million!
“Hey,” she said when Dan came out and stood behind her.“Look at this.”She tapped the screen at the views, which were continuing to tick up.“That’s potentially more money than I’ve earned in the past six months.Your revenue is likely to be high too.Your agent will be spitting nails not to be getting her fifteen percent.”
“She can spit all she likes,” Dan said.“You want coffee?”
He walked off to the kitchen.Still no elaboration on what he planned to do about his agent, but Libby reminded herself that that was his business.She believed his promise to keep working with her, and that was all she should be concerned about.
