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“Thank you for being here,” she said.

“I'm glad I was.” I stroked her hair.

“Are you going home tonight?”

I smiled. “Well, we’re going to the same place in the morning, and I don't have a car with me so I hadn't planned on it.”

She pulled back and glared at me. “There's a teenager here so we have to set a good example. You're sleeping on the couch.”

I chuckled. I expected no less, but I had to tease her. “Fine. But can I get a blowjob first?”

I laughed when she smacked me.

As I fell asleep on the couch that night, I realized I hadn't felt restless all day. Was it the adrenaline I'd gotten or was it being around Amantha?

Chapter 22

“Hart.”

“No.”

I paused. “Weasley.”

“No.”

“Granger.”

“No.”

“McGonagall.”

Amantha laughed. “No. This is not Harry Potter.”

I laughed and shrugged. “They're names. I had to try them.”

I'd taken up residence in a chair in front of her desk between clients.

Sure, there was other stuff I could be doing, but none of those things let me interact with Amantha.

“Well, they're not right, so keep trying.”

Clients came in a few times, and I had to work. The end of the day rolled around before I finally got her alone again.

I turned the lock on the front door, locking us in. It was close enough to the end of the day that no one else should come by.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

I smiled and approached her desk. “Making sure we stay alone.”

She raised her eyebrows. “Oh, yeah?”

“Yep.” I grinned wickedly. “Meet me in the storage closet.”

I bent over her desk and dropped a teasing kiss on her lips, then I crossed the room and entered the storage closet before she could say anything.

The storage closet was really a small room with shelving to hold office supplies and cleaning chemicals. A small spare desk sat on one side of the room. The lights automatically sensed movement in the room and had turned on,

I stripped out of my clothes quickly and posed on the desk, my hard dick sticking out prominently, one knee bent up with my arm across it as I lay across the desk. I sent a sultry look at the door.