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orgasm grows closer.

“Yeah, baby call out my name. I wanna hear you scream it as you come all over my dick,” he growls, his fingers digging into my hips while he plows into me.

Within a handful of thrusts, Tanner has me screaming his name as I come. He follows right behind me roaring my name as well.

My head flops forward as I pant for breath in the aftermath of a mind-blowing orgasm.

“You’re gonna turn me into a sex maniac if you keep this up,” I murmur.

“Me,” he chuckles. “Baby it wasn’t me in here trying to get off. That was all you. If anyone is going to turn the other into a sex maniac it’s you woman. You are irresistible in your own right and I fuckin’ love it.”

Lifting my head giggling, I meet his gaze. “If I’m so irresistible then take me to bed and let me ride this big dick of yours,” I say huskily as I grind my pussy on him.

“Fuck,” he mutters through clenched teeth but does what I say after shutting the water off. “We’re not gonna be making it to the shop until after lunch at this point.”

Giggling, I rotate my hips until we get to the bed where I ride Tanner’s dick while playing with my nipples.

Yeah, let’s just say we’re not making it to work at all today.

Chapter 12

Alexis

A week has passed since Tanner and I spent our weekend secluded from everyone as we pleasured each other. We both explored each other’s bodies. He’d showed me things I never would have imagined.

I guess you can say I ended up turning into a sex maniac. I love it. There’s no such thing as having too much. Tanner is an addiction I can’t get enough of.

If we didn’t have to come to work every day, I swear the man would never be able to get dressed ever again.

After we played hooky on Monday, we knew we couldn’t do that again. At least not for a while. The guys weren’t annoyed or anything and pretty much expected neither of us to be at work that day however they did make jokes about how my screams could be heard from the living room and kitchen.

Talk about my face turning bright red, especially when my beautiful niece came up to me with her jar. “Aunt Alexis, you and Uncle Tanner owe the curse jar lots of money. You both were saying a lot of bad words. If grandma would have heard you, she’d have told you to wash your mouth out with soap.”

Everyone had been dying of laughter at the mention of my grandma because that’s exactly what she’d have said too. I feel bad that I missed seeing her recently but other than speaking to her on the phone, I haven’t gone by to see her. She doesn’t seem phased by it in the least either. The woman has been going off with her friends to bingo night and a few times to a casino. I should be worried about her going to do things like that at her age; however, she’d tell me in not so subtle words that she was a grown woman who could do whatever the hell she wanted.

When our parents died in the car crash, grandma took my sister and I in without a second thought. Raising us didn’t faze the way she was. She’d simply lived her life the way she wanted to. Doing what she wanted at the same time loving and raising us to be independent women. When Jamie died it crushed her but having Melody in our lives helped heal the hole that formed in her heart.

My phone ringing brings me out of my thoughts. Sighing, I make an internal note to invite the woman over for dinner soon.

Picking up my phone, I don’t look at the caller ID and answer.

“Hello,” I say.

No response comes from the other end, so I hang up.

This is getting ridiculous. These phone calls.

Since the weekend where I turned the phone off, they have gotten even worse. Even Tanner has noticed the calls and asked about them. I had simply waved them off as a prank and that I probably should get my number changed or something.

When my phone begins to ring again, I become annoyed as I pick it up and answer.

“Look I don’t know who this is, but you can stop now,” I snap.

Heavy breathing comes through the line. “You’re mine not his,” is all the person says before disconnecting.