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Josie wasin the conference room. Boxes sat on the table, and the marketing team was laughing and joking.
"Anything else we need to add? It's your last chance," Josie said as I walked into the room. Henry ran to her, and she picked him up, cradling him to her chest as she talked to me. "We've been testing the website. The swag and brochures are on-site. Plus we have the iPads for the people manning the tables to do demonstrations on."
"It all looks great," I told her and the rest of the team. "Thank you all for your hard work. I have a good feeling about this. We'll let you know how it goes. Willow, Josie, and Adrian will be at the conference in case there are last-minute changes. The rest of you, go get a drink and expense it to us, please. I really appreciate all your work. It looks fantastic."
"I haven't seen you in forever!" Josie told Henry after the team had left for a bar.
"He's had a rough day," I explained.
"How was it with, you know?" she asked.
"Over before it even began," I replied. "Seems like there's another extension."
"That's good," Josie said, smiling.
"Yeah," I said, watching her nuzzle Henry's nose and make him laugh. "It's good."
53
Josie
"My new clothes arrived!" I announced, waltzing into Mace's bedroom that evening with the bags of clothes on hangers.
"The tiny house let you leave without ripping anything?" Mace teased.
"Please! I didn't take them anywhere near the tiny house," I said. "They're all staying here."
"I have another surprise for you," Mace said, wheeling out a brand-new suitcase from his closet. "I didn't want to risk you showing up with all your things in some sort of grocery sack."
"I'm shocked you think so little of me," I told him. "I would at least use a garbage bag. Not a cheap one either—one of those stretchy ones that smell like marzipan and have the plastic ties." I looked over the suitcase. It was nice, with a built-in hanging bag to store my suits.
"I have a little surprise for you," I said.
"Did you find a shelf bra?" he asked, the corners of his mouth quirking.
"No shelf bras in Harrogate, but they did have this nice little surprise. Close your eyes," I said. Mace closed them, and I took off my skirt and went to stand in front of him. I took his hand and put it at the V where my legs met.
"Keep your eyes closed," I said, spreading my legs slightly, "and see if you can find the surprise."
His hand moved down, warm against me. He pressed his hand against the panties, then he felt it.
"These have a hole in them," he remarked. "I thought you bought new ones."
"It's not a hole," I said, shoving him slightly. "They have a built-in slit for easy access."
He grinned wolfishly then, in one smooth motion, bent me over the bed to lick at the slit. I arched against his mouth.
"I should wear these at the office," I gasped as his tongue licked my clit, still covered by a bit of the sheer fabric. "It will give you easier access." My head dipped down as he put two fingers inside of me. He ripped a condom packet with his teeth. I spread my legs wider, inviting him, needing him to fuck me.
Mace entered me in one smooth motion and pushed me into the bedspread, a large hand tangled in my hair. The hand moved down to circle my breast, pinching at the nipple as he fucked me through the slit in my panties.
I bucked against him when his hand moved down. The panties ripped, giving him better access to my clit. His fingers teased me while he filled me with his cock. I let out screams and moans every time he moved in me.
I came in a jumble ofohmygodsand curse words. Mace grabbed my ass, fingers tight as he came in me.
Nuzzling my neck, Mace said, "The nice thing about these old houses is the plaster is two inches thick. I can make you scream all I want."
