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“I would love to,” I reply.

I get out of the door with her, letting her get a few feet ahead of me so that I can whisper to my driver.

“I’m going to be good for the rest of the night,” I tell him. “I’ll text you in the morning when I want to be picked up.”

“Sounds good, sir,” my driver replies.

I follow Kate inside to her place. I even follow her into the kitchen while she gets glasses for us to drink out of. I don’t want to be away from her for even a second.

“You don’t think it’s dangerous to share liquor with me in private?” I ask.

“Of course, it’s dangerous,” says Kate. “But I’m willing to risk it. I’m having way too good a Sunday to stop having fun now.”

She pours us both some whiskey. I really like that she can handle hard alcohol. She just keeps reminding me of more reasons why I’m so impressed by her. I want no one else. She is ruining other women for me.

“Cheers,” she says, holding up her glass.

“To good Sundays,” I say, clinking my glass with hers.

We down our shots fast. Then, in an instant, she is filling our empty glasses with more whiskey.

“What’s this?” I ask.

“What, can you not handle a second shot of whiskey?” she asks. “What are you scared of, Mr. Marx?”

“I’m afraid of nothing,” I say, laughing. “Pour the shot.”

She does as she’s told. We clink our glasses together and down our shots faster than we did our first.

“How badly do you want to fuck me right now?” Kate asks me.

“More than you know.”

“I think I can kind of tell. I don’t even have to see the growing bulge in your pants. I can see it in your eyes, Mr. Marx. The desire that keeps pulling you back to me over and over. Why can’t we resist each other? Are we too weak to stop?”

“I think we just don’t want to,” I surmise. “We both know how good it is when we’re together. We’ve become addicted to one another.”

The desire is literally pulling us closer together. The more I speak, the closer our bodies gravitate toward each other.

“We found each other,” I continue. “We’ve been given a gift here. We’re two people that are having some of the best sex of their lives, right?”

“Oh yes.”

“This is wrong, but I don’t care,” I say. “I’m willing to keep misbehaving if you are. We’re being discreet. I would never try and have sex with you in a public place like my Tech Wreck office again.”

“That’s too bad,” she retorts. “I rather liked getting fucked on your desk.”

“So, what do you say?” I ask bluntly. “Would you like to get fucked all around your apartment for a while?”

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Kate

I’m biting my lip so hard that I’m afraid I’ll draw blood. He is now standing only a couple of inches from me. I can feel the warmth from his hot body emanating and soaking into me instantly. I’m so wet and ready for him.

“Why don’t I take us to my room?” I whisper before his succulent lips can touch mine.

I take him by the hand and guide him down my hallway toward our chambers. Little do I know that I’m walking into the hottest night of sex and passion that I’ve ever experienced. Little do I realize what kind of night we have in store for ourselves.