6: Renee.

I tap his brawny shoulder to get his attention, but he's distracted by the kiss—and so am I. Almost enough to forget my intention. Because my goodness, we are attacking each other. He's got me crushed to his bare chest, our mouths in a panting frenzy of licks and burning hot tastes and my head is full of helium, almost distracting me from asking for more.

"Do you..." I break away, laboring to breathe. "Do you want to try putting it in?"

Gareth makes a hoarse sound and his hands plummet from my hair down to my backside, gripping it through my skirt and fondling my roughly. "Fuck me. Renee. Cutie." He yanks me forward hard, slamming his hips forward at the same time, his breath stuttering out, eyes glazing over. "You have no idea how much I want to put it in."

"Me too," I whimper.

He growls into my neck, biting me beneath the ear—and I gasp at the incredible sensation that the raze of his teeth sends down my spine. "I'm not taking my one shot with you in the break room."

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