  &quot;It makes no sense to me having you beside me at work, then you going home to Queens at night … I want you home with me, to kick back and unwind. Here, we're starting to get back into our roles as boss and PA … I want my girlfriend when we're not working.&quot;
      &quot;Sarah's going to try and talk me out of it&quot; I sigh, watching him play with my fingers one by one, enjoying the sensation. &quot;She'll think we're rushing things.&quot; I look up at him and shake my head when he shrugs, his answer to everything. Infuriatingly so.
      &quot;I'm not going to force you, Emma … Go see her, collect what you need for this week anyway then let me know what you decide … I won't be mad, but I want you to know that it will happen.&quot; He moves forward, kissing me quickly before letting me get up to leave. I ruffle my fingers lightly through his hair for a moment, smiling at the w

  We're sitting with feet entwined on the huge king size bed in Jake's bedroom, backs against the padded headboard and a mountain of cushions with some action movie playing on his oversized flat screen TV hanging from the ceiling. There are Chinese food tubs standing all over the bed around us, open and easy to reach for dipping into.
      I'm wearing one of his T-shirts after our not so clean bubble bath and he's in a pair of dark gray sweatpants and a naked torso, showcasing his chiseled body and tribal ink perfectly. I have a serious case of 'my boyfriend's so hot' swoons as I watch his muscular arms and shoulders flex and tense as he shovels food into his mouth with the expertise of an avid Chinese food eater. He leans forward with chop sticks full of noodles and pops it in my mouth without waiting to ask if I even want any, his eyes glued to what he's watching. I'm being obedient a

  &quot;I ummm, think I need you to look these over in your office,&quot; I chirp brightly, deliberately getting up to walk sexily into his room without a backward glance. I make sure I walk to his desk in full sight of the open door and bend over enough to slide the file down, just enough for my jacket to ride up, exposing my tight skirt, hugging my butt, lifting one foot slightly as though I'm reaching out, so my legs look shapelier in the confined material. The door shuts behind me almost immediately, his hands running up my thighs and igniting passion; I'm turned and thrown over his shoulder instantly, letting out a small squeal and giggle as he marches me toward that internal door.
      * * *
      I stretch out in my chair and arch my back, my desk is littered with papers, my laptop, files, and an overwhelming amount of random crap. It's been a hard few days, not made any easier b

&quot;It makes no sense to me having you beside me at work, then you going home to Queens at night … I want you home with me, to kick back and unwind. Here, we're starting to get back into our roles as boss and PA … I want my girlfriend when we're not working.&quot;
      &quot;Sarah's going to try and talk me out of it&quot; I sigh, watching him play with my fingers one by one, enjoying the sensation. &quot;She'll think we're rushing things.&quot; I look up at him and shake my head when he shrugs, his answer to everything. Infuriatingly so.
      &quot;I'm not going to force you, Emma … Go see her, collect what you need for this week anyway then let me know what you decide … I won't be mad, but I want you to know that it will happen.&quot; He moves forward, kissing me quickly before letting me get up to leave. I ruffle my fingers lightly through his hair for a moment, smiling at the way he looks up at me and our eyes instantly connect.
      A face that could melt icebergs. And it'

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