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Caroline*****"That literally tastes like ass.""Shut your filthy mouth! How do you even know what ass tastes like?"I shrugged and took a long sip from my deliciously sweet and creamy caramel macchiato.Greg scoffed, cradling his almond milk sugar-free vanilla latte with an extra pump of espresso. It was most definitely the nastiest thing I'd ever put in my mouth and not worth the seven dollars he'd hashed out for it."Is goody goody Caroline a little ass eater?"I rolled my eyes, smiling at his inane assumptions. "At least I take my coffee like a normal person.""Sugar makes me fat," he grumbled. "You've never been fat," I pointed out, pulling my laptop from my bag."So? I know how science works. Sugar is made of carbs and carbs are unkind to anyone's waistline.""I watched you pound like six plus beers at the bonfire. You can't tell me you don't eat carbs.""Of course I eat carbs. But only certain kinds. And beer is for special occasions."I sighed, relinquishing this fight. He
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Marshall*****"Thank you for your time, Mr. Brown.""Of course," I said, shaking my client's hand. "I'll have those returns to you by end of week."Guiding him out of the conference room, I led him towards the lobby."Sounds great. Look forward to hearing from you," he said. His eyes glanced to the side and I followed his gaze to the desk outside my office.Caroline beamed at us from where she sat. "Have a great day, Mr. Douglas."He smiled, his round cheeks blushing. "Thank you, miss." "This way, Douglas," I grumbled, holding open the door for him.He finally wrested his attention from my little blonde and exited to the lobby. Shaking my head, I walked over to her desk. She grinned at me. "How'd your exam go?" I asked."This one was better," she said, shrugging. "How's your day been?"Leaning over, I planted my knuckles on her desk and towered over her. She bit her bottom lip but didn't look away. My gaze slid down to her sweet pink mouth."It's a lot better now."Her lips quirked
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Caroline*****"Thank you so much for understanding," I said into the telephone. "We will see you tomorrow at two o'clock."I hung the device back on its cradle and slumped into my office chair with a heavy sigh. My eyes flicked to the clock on my computer monitor. It was now 4 o'clock. I'd called off all Marshall's appointments for this afternoon and rescheduled them for tomorrow and next week. Many were disgruntled by the abrupt change and very not shy about making known to me how this severely inconvenienced them. Marshall was lucky I was permanently strangled with the need to be nice to people, or I could've really told some people off.Speaking of the devil, I spun my chair around to glare at his closed door. The deviant spanked me raw and then took a business call like it was no big deal.Who does that?I combed my fingers through the ends of my hair to placate myself. He was just busy, that's all. He shouldn't have been spanking me during office hours anyway. Still, I was sex
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Marshall*****Rain surged down from the blackened sky as thunder cracked somewhere in the distance. Each droplet sounded like a muted gunshot against the metal top of my truck. I rubbed my brows tiredly and looked at the apartment building again.Movement from a door on the second floor drew my attention. A flash of golden hair under the bluish fluorescents made me catch my breath.Caroline moved quickly through the dimly lit apartment building until she stepped off on the ground floor. I unlocked the car door as she approached. Within seconds, she was sliding into the passenger seat. I looked over as I performed my usual scan of her after we spent a prolonged time apart.I might have felt exhausted but I could never miss the shadows of her face."You reek of alcohol," I said.She buckled herself in while I drove out of the parking lot. I was ready to be home and in bed and holding my angel while she slept.Today was an absolute cluster fuck that I never wanted to relive. Our border
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Caroline*****As it turned out, there was only so much studying a girl could do for a high school badminton final.I read over the rules and playing etiquette until they were burned into my brain. I even rehearsed the basic swings until my shoulder was sore.I knew one thing: I was going to crush Marshall's sexy bravado ego.He could beat me in literally everything else. But badminton? This was my time to shine. I was smaller and more agile. He had strength and reach on his side. While I couldn't do anything about the length of his freaking gorilla arms, I could play for strategy and shoot low and fast.After a few hours, I was practically jittering from all the coffee I'd been slurping on. I slept fine—great, actually, since Marshall and I ended the day on a good note. When I woke up this morning, far earlier than usual, our hands were still laced together.I was so frustrated with him yesterday and so tired of feeling like I was second place to his job and extracurriculars. Especia
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Marshall*****Closing my eyes, I slowly released the cloud of sweet smoke through my nostrils. The nicotine pulsed through me and relaxed the tension coiled in my body. Slow, erotic music thumped around me in the dark room. I didn't want to be here but my angel was finishing up her last exam and my office was the last place I wanted to be. I'd already spent the morning at the warehouses and things were back to operating smoothly.Since I'd added more cameras and tighter security, my employees were afraid to even breathe there without permission. They heard enough stories about the gruesome fate met by the drivers. I'd be all too happy to cut off more dicks if I needed to.A hand clamped onto my shoulder.Without opening my eyes, I spun and gripped my assailant by the throat. My eyes peeled open and the familiar smirking face of Marcel's younger brother entered my vision. I sighed, releasing his throat. Raphael coughed but chuckled."Shit, man," he gasped. "Someone's tightly wound tod
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Caroline *****I didn't realize we were already outside until Marshall firmly stopped me on the curb.He reached around me to open the car door.My focus was so scattered from all the sexual tension and desire that I failed to take in the vehicle.Only as I gathered my dress to slide through the door did I notice the vehicle's shape was strange—unusually long and polished perfectly.My hands flew to my mouth."A limo?" I gasped. My eyes jumped to Marshall's smug expression."Only the best for my angel," he said.My face scrunched in what I knew was about to be an all-out ugly cry. I'd never been in a limo. Hell, I'd never even been in the general vicinity of one.Sniffling, I ducked my head and slipped into the back of the limo.The interior was all black leather. A disco ball spun from the ceiling and some kind of upbeat jazz blared through the speakers. Grinning, I settled onto a seat. Across from my legs was a silver bucket nestled into the back of the seat. I reached over to pu
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Caroline*****My entire body felt like jello.Partly because Marshall fingered the hell out of me this morning. But mostly because I was about to step into the gates of adulthood.My high school career ended today.Tomorrow, I could get a full-time job. I could apply to college. I could get knocked up and have a baby.Just kidding.I could barely take care of myself, much less a whole ass other person.Still, the looming thoughts about losing my v-card tonight made my overthinking brain consider all the repercussions.Sex was pleasure but also STIs and pregnancy and pain. Or so I'd heard.I wasn't afraid to lose my virginity. There was no other person on the planet I wanted near my body but Marshall Brown. I think my behavior over the last few weeks made that more than apparent.Jesus, I'm embarrassed.Some of it I blamed on hormones. I couldn't help that being near him made all logic and rational sense fly out of my metaphorical and literal core.His presence absorbed every fiber of
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