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Leo
I wake to Hannah’s hands and mouth on me, exploring my body, touching, licking and sucking everywhere.
“Fuck, babe,” I murmur, my eyes still closed as I lie on my back, one arm tucked behind my head, the other resting on her back as her naked body lies against mine.
I feel her smile against my chest, biting me once before she kisses her way down my stomach, her tongue tracing the lines of my tattoos, her hand pushing the covers back until my dick springs free, already hard and practically jerking to attention at what I’m pretty sure is about to happen next.
Hannah’s fingers curl around it, her grip tight as she gives it one slow tug. “God, I love your dick,” she murmurs, her breath hot against my skin before she swirls her tongue around the head.
A long, low groan falls from my mouth, my hand now resting on Hannah’s head, my fingers weaving into her hair. She swirls her tongue again before sucking the head once and then sliding her mouth down over my dick.
“Jesus,” I moan, my hips jacking off the bed as she starts to slowly suck me off.
I force my eyes to open, not wanting to miss a single thing. When I look down at her, Hannah is watching me, waiting for my gaze to meet hers. The second it does, she gently scrapes her teeth along my shaft before taking me all the way to the back of her throat.
“Fuck, fuck…” I breathe out, my eyes practically rolling back in my head as she repeats the movement, her head bobbing up and down on my cock, over and over again.
Her mouth is so wet and warm, and I can’t get enough of how good it feels.
So good that I can already feel myself on the edge of coming, my dick so hard, I feel like I’m going to explode.
“Shit, babe, I’m gonna come, I’m gonna…”
I expect her to stop, to lift her head and climb on top of me so I can come inside her, but she doesn’t, never stopping her movements as I feel my balls tighten and I explode in her mouth.
When I next open my eyes, the bed beside me is empty, the sheets cool. The noises coming from the kitchen tell me Hannah is up, making coffee and food if the smells are anything to go by. Smiling, I throw the covers back, swinging my legs out of bed.
I stand, grabbing my boxer briefs from the floor, I pull them on before I make my way out of the bedroom to the kitchen. Hannah has her back to me and she’s dressed in nothing but a tank and a pair of black panties that make her ass look seriously awesome.
“Good morning,” I murmur as I come up behind her, my arms slipping around her waist and under her tank as I press a kiss to her neck.
Hannah turns her head, her lips meeting mine in a deep kiss. “Morning, how’s the head?”
Chuckling, I press my hips against her ass. “The head was fucking spectacular.”
Hannah laughs, her head falling back against my shoulder. “Uh huh, and the other head. No hangover?”
I tighten my arms. “Pfft, hangover? I’m harder than that, babe.”
“Yeah, you sure are,” she murmurs, pushing her ass back against me and my already hardening dick.
I lower my mouth to her neck, licking and sucking. “What’s going on out here, something smells amazing.”
“I’m making you breakfast,” she replies, angling her head to give me better access.
I slide one of my hands down her stomach, my fingers slipping beneath her panties. “I can think of something I’d like to have for breakfast.”
Hannah lets out a laugh that quickly turns to a moan as my fingers slip between her legs, brushing over her clit. “God, how is it you’re single?” she asks, almost as though she’s talking to herself.
I pause, pulling my hand from her panties and turning her around so she’s backed up against the counter and caged in by me.
“Well, I’m not single, am I?” I reply, knowing we’ve never really discussed or put a label on what this thing between us is, but I’m pretty sure whatever it is, neither of us is single.
I know for certain that we’re both super into it, neither of us able to deny this intense chemistry we have or spend a night apart from each other ever since it started.
And I also know that neither of us is sleeping with anyone else or has any intention to.
But we also aren’t exactly out there announcing to everyone the fact that we are…
dating, fucking, all of the above; whatever this thing is.
I mean I consider us a couple, one hundred percent, but I also know that it’s not as simple as us just walking into work together, holding hands and kissing each other goodbye before we go about our day.
Hannah smiles, taking one of my hands and slipping it back into the front of her panties. “You know what I mean. How were you single?”
Chuckling, I slip my fingers back between her legs, groaning when I discover how wet she is as I lower my mouth to hers, brushing my lips across her mouth. “I work long shitty hours and I live in the middle of nowhere. How the hell were you single?”
Hannah groans, her hand still on mine as she urges me to move, trying to push my fingers where she wants them. “I work long shitty hours,” she says, breathless. “And I now live in the middle of nowhere.”
I slide a finger inside her, loving the moan she lets out as I trace my tongue across her bottom lip. “Sounds like we might just be perfect together then.”
“Yes,” she moans, although I’m not sure if that’s an answer to my question or a response to what I’m doing to her.
I smile against her mouth, kissing her slow and deep before whispering, “Why don’t I have a little pre-breakfast snack and then we take the breakfast you’ve made us back to bed and I can show you exactly what I mean about us being perfect together.”
“Yes,” Hannah moans again and I’m still smiling as I sink to my knees in front of her.
With Somerville’s now closed due to renovations, Apple Jacks is busier than ever. We’ve tried to minimize it by offering some limited outdoor dining options for Somerville’s, but they are restricted to lunch and are definitely more on the casual side.
The good news in all of this is I now have a ton more staff who are able to help out at Apple Jacks. The other good news is it means Hannah and I are now working together more.
It’s been interesting and a little weird if I’m being honest. Not because I don’t want her here, more because it’s really fucking hard keeping my hands off her now that she is.
Back when she first started working at Somerville’s and we shared a kitchen more often, we weren’t actually together, just flirting a lot as we both tried to figure out if we should give in to the chemistry between us.
Now that we are sleeping together, working in such close proximity is a whole new ball game. And it’s damn fucking hard not giving the game away every time she’s near me.
Which is not to say I haven’t taken advantage of the situation from time to time, using any excuse to brush past her a little closer than I need to or to follow her into the walk-in fridge or the storeroom just so I can kiss her.
It’s exciting and hot doing all this on the down low and by the time our shift ends and we’re heading home, we’re both so worked up from the prolonged foreplay, we’re practically tearing each other’s clothes off before we’re even in the front door.
“Leo?” Tony, my third-year apprentice’s voice calls, bringing me back to the kitchen.
“Yeah, what’s up?” I ask, walking over to his station.
He glances up at me, a worried look on his face. “I’m not sure about this sauce,” he says, lifting the spoon from the saucepan. I watch as a thin, watery stream of sauce drips from it and I know he’s right.
“Yeah, I think you might be right,” I say with a chuckle. “Ditch it, we’ll start again.”
“I don’t want to fuck it up again,” he says, that same worried look on his face. “I mean, I know I should know how—”
“It’s cool, Tony,” I say, cutting him off. “I’d rather you ask for help than just blindly try fixing it. Hey ba— Han?” I call, swallowing hard as I glance over to Hannah’s station, hoping to fuck Tony didn’t notice that near slip of the tongue.
Hannah looks over at me, a small smile on her face that has my heart skipping a beat and a smile tugging at my lips. Fuck me, this woman, I can’t get enough of her. “Yeah, boss?” she answers playfully.
I smirk, knowing she does this to tease me, both inside and outside of the kitchen. “Can I borrow you for a sec?” I ask, playing right along with her.
Hannah licks her lips and it actually makes my dick twitch.
“Sure thing.” She hands her dish over to one of the assistants at her station before making her way over to me.
I know I’m staring, but I can’t look away.
“What’s up?” she asks, stopping beside me, standing a fraction closer than she needs to, so I can feel the heat radiating from her.
“I think I fucked up your sauce,” Tony blurts out, which gives me a second to get myself under control. I need to calm the fuck down so everyone in this kitchen doesn’t realize that I’m sleeping with my sous chef.
Hannah laughs, her arm brushing against mine as she reaches for the spoon and says, “I’m sure we can fix it.”
“Yeah,” I start, forcing myself to focus. “I thought maybe you could take Tony through it again. I know this is one of your creations, so I figure the master should teach the padawan.”
Tony sniggers at my Star Wars reference, but when I turn to Hannah, she’s staring at me with what looks like disbelief and amazement on her face.
“Is that cool?” I ask, worried I’ve somehow offended her.
She swallows, nodding once before turning back to Tony. “Yeah, it’s um…okay, let’s see if we can get this taken care of.”
I leave them to it, walking around to the other stations to check that everyone has everything under control.
It’s a busy night, the usual Saturday crowd is even bigger thanks to us only having one restaurant open on site.
Everyone is working well though and it’s definitely helped by having the extra staff from Somerville’s working here.
With everything under control, I head back to my office to check on the bookings for the rest of the night, just to get an idea of what we can expect.
As I call up the booking program though, I hear my office door shut and when I look up, Hannah is standing there, leaning back against the closed door.
“Hey, you okay?” I ask.
She doesn’t answer me, just pushes off the door, walks around my desk to where I’m standing, throwing her arms around my neck as she crushes her lips against mine.
“Whoa, hey,” I say, laughing, my arms instinctively wrapping around her. “What’s this for?”
Hannah doesn’t answer, kissing me again as she presses her body hard against mine. I don’t bother questioning it a second time, kissing her back because honestly, I’d never pass up an opportunity to kiss this woman.
Eventually she pulls back, her breathing a little ragged and her eyes a little glazed.
“You okay,” I ask, smiling as I tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
“You…that…” She pauses, letting out a hard breath. “You are the best boss I have ever had.”
Laughing, I press a kiss to the end of her nose. “You just saying that ’cause I really like giving you multiple orgasms?”
A smirk tugs at the corner of her mouth. “Well, that and you have a really big dick,” she teases, making me laugh again. “But seriously, Leo, that thing out there with the sauce. Thank you. No one has ever treated me with that much respect in the kitchen before.”
Hearing her say these words makes my heart flip. Not just because from a work perspective, this is exactly the kind of relationship I want to have with my staff. It’s also because it’s her telling me, it’s her recognizing what I did and it’s her being grateful too.
It makes me realize how much I want her to see me as a great boss, as someone who treats his staff with respect.
Kind of makes me fall a little bit in love with her too, if I’m being honest.
Like you weren’t already half-way there a voice inside my head screams.
Shaking my head a little, I focus on the woman standing in front of me, the one now looking at me with a mix of amazement and something else.
Something that makes my heart pound hard inside my chest. “You’re welcome,” I say, my words quiet.
“You deserve it, Han. I’m not going to take credit for that. ”
She pushes up on her toes to plant another hard kiss on my mouth, a kiss I wish could lead to more but can’t because right now we have a restaurant and a kitchen full of people to get back to. “You are so getting laid after work tonight,” she murmurs against my lips.
Chuckling, I slide a hand down to her ass, squeezing as I reply, “Don’t I always?”
Smirking, Hannah nips at my bottom lip. “Yeah, well tonight you’re getting laid hard .”
Grinning, I give her another quick kiss before turning her toward the door and smacking her on the ass. “Well, fuck, now I really can’t wait,” I say, my mouth at her ear.
She looks back at me over her shoulder, a sexy as hell grin on her face as she reaches back to rub her hand over my dick. “I better get back to work. As much as I’m sure I’d enjoy the punishment, I don’t wanna piss my boss off.”
Then she gives me a gentle squeeze before walking out without another word, leaving me standing in my office with a semi, wondering if it’s too soon to tell this woman that I love her.