Page 54 of Grant’s Blaze

“Do you need a receipt for this?” she asked when I finally handed her the money.

“Yes. My boss is a real jackass. He likes to know where all his money goes.”

She picked up her clipboard and looked at her pretend paperwork again. “Oh, you work for Shark Enterprises.” She whistled low and long and then said, “Swanky. But I’ve heard that guy is a real egomaniac. His second-in-command, too. It must be a shit show around there. Like, every day.”

“You have no idea.”

“So what brings you in today? You can sit here.” She motioned toward the bed.

“Do you want me to get undressed?” I started unbuttoning the top button of my dress shirt.

“Pardon me?” Rio asked, shifting from foot to foot enough that the dress’s hem began giving me a peekaboo at her pretty triangle again.

“You say that a lot,” I volleyed but didn’t bother meeting her gaze again. If the woman was going to wear an ensemble that showed off the gathering droplets on her sex, she was going to get men gawking at her crotch instead of her face.

“Well, you’re very presumptuous,” she cracked in return. “Do you normally strip down at the doctor’s office?”

“I guess it depends what I’m there for. What does your cute little cunt—umm, clipboard—say the reason for my visit is? Just curious.”

She pretended to scan her papers once again. When she looked up, she was melodramatically somber. “Mr. Twombley, this is a very serious problem. I don’t know if we can help you here.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle. “What is it?”

“This says you have a time shift problem, where one day seems like twelve. And that’s not—”

I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed her so fast around the waist that she shrieked as I threw her on the bed. At once, I covered her with my body. As I nuzzled my way into her cleavage, pushing down the costume’s flimsy zipper along the way, she was a mass of soft limbs and intense laughter beneath me. All the better to raise my head and plunge my mouth over hers with all the arousal and adoration that brimmed from me like a jar of shot stickers in her make-believe doctor’s office.

“You’re a fucking riot, you know that?” I said to her between those consuming kisses. “But these glasses… Save these, woman. I’m digging these glasses.”

She flashed me with a prim grin. “Whatever you say, Dr. Twombley.”

“Ohhh. Dr. Twombley now, hmm?”

As my eyebrows leapt, she gave hers a good waggle. “If the promotion fits…”

I shifted my lips to the end of her nose. “What the hell makes you think of this stuff, I’ll never know. Do you have a running inspiration list, or—”

“Are you going to keep talking or put your dick in me?”

I reared up, almost laughing yet again. But that’d ruin what her snarky, sexy syntax had just done to every inch of my clamoring cock.

“You know what? Maybe I’ll just shove my dick into that sassy mouth of yours instead. And give me my two hundred dollars back, you little shit. Where did you put it? There aren’t any pockets on this outfit.”

I leaned back to look at the skirt that was all bunched up around her waist from her thrashing around beneath me. The prim white bodice was nearly ruined too—but I didn’t imagine the manufacturer made this stuff for long-term wear and tear.

“You can have it back if you can find it,” Rio said with smirking challenge. “How’s that?”

“Hmm, okay.” I sat back on my heels, pinning her legs down under me. With one side of her dress in each hand, I gave a solid yank. Most of the zipper, as well as several flimsy snaps, went flying.

“Grant!”

“You didn’t say it still had to be wearable. Now be quiet. I’ve heard enough from you. Do you like this bra?”

“Yes! Don’t you dare rip it, Tree! I swear to God, I will hurt you.”

“That’s funny, little brat. I mean, given your current position. Where’s my money?” I dug my fingers into her ribs and tickled her, and she shrieked so loudly I worried for the integrity of my eardrums.

“Holy shit, woman! I’ve never heard a noise like that come from a human before.” I fell to the bed beside her, laughing then as hard as she was. “Oh my God. I may be hearing-impaired from that. I’m going to need that co-pay for real now.”