"He'sbehind you, isn't he?"
"Yes."
"Handcupping your breast, pulling you against him?"
"No.He's fingering my clit and biting my shoulder."
"Holyfuck."
"Areyou hard, Chief?"
"Whatdo you think?" There was the tiniest of groans as he pictured me gettingrailed while talking to him. He'd been spending a little too much time withJimmy.
"Pullyour cock out. Stroke it." I grunted with each thrust as Jason increasedhis rhythm.
"I'mat work."
"It'ssix. I sincerely doubt anybody is at the station but you. Shut your door, you'reon an important phone call."
Therewas a moment of silence, but then I heard the door click shut. I couldn't hearhim lowering his zipper, but I could picture it easily. Seeing him struggle toget his cock out of his pants was easy to imagine, too.
"What'she doing now?"
"He'sfucking me harder, Chief. Oh wow. I think you listening excited him. He'spalming my clit and spreading my lips with his fingers." I lifted my legand threw it back over his, giving him more room to work my pussy with hisfingers.
"Areyou going to come soon?"
"Areyou?"
"Yes."
"Goodthing you have that drawer full of towels, huh." My grunting picked uppace as Jason frantically tried to push me over the edge. "Come for me,Chief. Like you did when you cuffed me on your desk."
"Oh,Lady," he whispered, and I could faintly hear him beating his meat overthe connection.
Jasonslammed into me, held himself for a moment, and then did it all over again. Icould feel his cock spasming inside me, throbbing as he filled me with anotherload. Between that and knowing Chief was masturbating as he listened to ourlove making, my sanity didn't stand a chance as I cried out as I came.
"I'mcoming…"
AndI heard his grunts as Chief came over the other end of the phone. "Where?"I had to ask.
"Allover my fucking desk."
Ichuckled as I imagined the sight.
Therewas a rumble as he set the phone down. Jason kissed my neck and shoulders as Ilay there panting. Every few seconds, he'd pull back with his cock still insideme, and then push himself back against me. It sent micro spasms through mywhole body with each slow thrust.
Thephone rumbled again as Chief picked it back up. "Fuck that was hot."
"Stillis. He's still slowly fucking me."
"Hedidn't come?"
"Yes.I'm very squishy right now."
"Don'tsay that name."
Ichuckled. "Mmm. This feels good. You should come over and feel how wet Iam."
"I'drather feel how wet I'm going to make you tonight."
"Deal."
"Isit the dark elf or Dar?"
"Neither."
"TellJason I said good morning." He chuckled.
"How'dyou know?"
"I'ma cop."
"Tellme?" I smiled at nothing, relishing at how cute Chief could be sometimes.Some. Times.
"Ifit's not the elf or Dar, then Dar is at Shea's. Jimmy and Dennis went fishingthis morning. Ergo, Jason."
"You'reso brilliant sometimes it scares me."
"Yougonna add the dark elf to the mix?"
"Feelingcute, might fuck him later. I assume you like that idea since you keep bringingit up."
"Themore the merrier. I'd be okay with Jaeren, too. Just be careful. He's probablyinto crayon play…"
Isnorted into the phone. "See you tonight, sexy."
"Tonight,"he said, and the line clicked dead.
"Hesure is lightening up in his old age."
Itossed the phone on the nightstand, reached behind me, and swatted Jason on hisass. "I'm older than he is, pup."
"Butyou're so much hotter. And younger looking." He nibbled my ear as hewhispered.
"Goback to sleep. You gotta get up in an hour."
"Oh,I'm wide awake now."
"Well,I'm not. Have fun. I'm going back to sleep." Pressing my ass back againsthim, I stuffed the pillow under my head and covered myself back up with theblanket.
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Jasonunlocked the front door of the bookstore, pulling it open and letting Josie andCandace slip inside. I followed behind them and trailed them all the way to thecoffee shop, waiting while they flipped the lights on, and Candace started apot of regular old coffee for me.
"Youlook like hell, Lady," she said quietly as the machine slowly bubbleditself to life.
"Good.Then I look like I feel."
Josiewent back out the front door to grab the stack of newspapers the delivery truckdropped off. When she came back and cut the tie, only then did I remember thereal reason Chief had called that morning.
"Letme snag one of those for a minute, Jose."
"Sincewhen do you read the paper?" She handed one to me and stacked the rest onthe wire rack beside the trash can.
"SinceI'm in it." I unfolded the paper and looked at the headline. Sure enough,it read exactly as Chief had said. There was even a picture of the front of thediner under the headline. Against my better judgement, I read the article.
Thereporter, a Jake Bloom, hadn't even lied in the piece. He'd twisted the entirecontext and made me sound like a threatening monster, but he didn't lie. Therest of the article questioned the existence of witches and gave a briefhistory of facts and fiction about witches in general. Most of it was garbage,but incredibly well-written garbage. Scowling, I folded the paper and stuck iton the rack on top of all the others. Except for the one Josie was holding nextto Candace as they read the article.
"Uh…The coffee is done."
Theyignored me. Even Candace. She shot me a worried look when she finished reading.Josie would probably need a few more minutes. Without a word, Candace grabbed acup and filled it, deftly slapped a lid on and a sleeve around it before sheheld it out for me. "Want a shot of espresso in it, Lady?"
"Nothanks. I'll be in my office if you need me. Jason needs me to approve a fewthings." I waved over my shoulder as I headed for the checkout area andslipped behind the counter into the office. I couldn't even really call it myoffice. It was Jason's more than mine. He didn't even need me to sign thechecks anymore since I'd proudly added him to the business account.
Iglanced at the security monitors, there were people lining up outside the doorand we still had fifteen minutes until the store opened. Shaking my head inconfusion, I pointed at the screen.
Jasonsmiled as he lifted his head from the paperwork in front of him. "Want toknow something funny?" He grinned at me nervously.
"Jason,I love you, but if you tell me you put a
