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    Fire Burning: One Shoots Under One Title – (Chapter: Working Late)

                    I pounded my head on the desk after that horrendous meeting. Having your own studio is one hell of a fucking job. No one gives me props for doing what I do. My head laid flat on the desk as I watched my assistant walk in through the door. “Bad time,” she said walking towards me, “I can come back later?” I lifted my head up slowly to look into her crystal blue eyes.

                        “Actually it’s perfect timing,” I gave her a smirk, got up from the desk and started walking towards her.

                        “Ashley no, I have things to do today.” She started to walk back till her back met my office door. I smiled and pushed up against her so that she was trapped between me and the door. She took a sharp intake of breath and let it out slowly, which made me smile even more.

                        “What do you have to do today sweetheart,” I pushed my knee into her jean covered crotch causing her to throw her head back slightly and let out a soft moan. I took this moment to lean into her ear and whisper “Besides me?” I can see her lick her lips and I knew I had her.

                       She took a moment and then snapped out of her thoughts. “No Ashley, I can’t,” she pushed me off light enough not to hurt me but hard enough to get me off, “I’m meeting up with Aiden later and I just can’t.” Just his name made me cringe and I looked away from her. She walked up to me and slowly caressed the side of my face, sending chills down my spine.

                       “Do you have to go with him?” I asked softly knowing that she didn’t want to but had to.

                       “Ash you know I have to. It’s our anniversary today,” she said a little aggravated, “you know I would rather be here ‘working late’.” Her hand slowly slid down my side and to the hem of shirt. I bit my lip and she took that as a sign to move her hand under my shirt.

                       “Don’t tease, if you’re not staying I don’t want to be horny and not have you to fix it.” I pouted and then looked away again. Her hand slipped further up until it reached my bra

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