Page 20 of Work Benefits


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When we got to the storage building, I turned off the cart, then went to open the gate for us. Just like the facility itself, the storage building also had a chain-linked fence surrounding it. After Skylar had walked through, I re-locked it. Security was so tight around here that it was just habit at this point. Security was a big part of any new employee’s orientation here.

By the time that I reached Skylar, she already had the door to the building opened. She turned back at me and said, “I’ll send out a mass text when I’m done here to see who can give me a ride back.”

Talk about being dismissed.

“I was planning on helping you find the boxes,” I told her. “Many hands make light work and all that.”

She shot me a look. “I’m quite capable of finding the boxes, Landen,” she replied. “Even if someone did move them, they can’t really move them too far.”

Even though it was my fault that she was irritated with me, I still found myself becoming annoyed with her cool attitude. “Get in the fucking building, Skylar,” I told her. “The sooner we can get started, the sooner we can get out of here.”

Her blue eyes widened.“Youcan get out of here now,” she retorted. “This isn’t your job, and no one is forcing you to be here or forcing you to help, Landen.”

Ignoring the truth of the matter, I grabbed the edge of the door, pulled it opened further, then placed my other hand on the small of her back to usher her through.

Skylar sighed loud enough for me to hear. “Really?”

As soon as the door shut behind us, I turned the lock, then pushed her up against the first stack of boxes available.

Her brows rose high on her forehead as she asked, “What are you doing, Landen?”

I placed my hands on the stack of boxes behind her, one on either side of her head. “I’m apologizing for being a dick yesterday.”

“And how do you plan to do that exactly?”

I lowered my head to the crook of her neck. “I plan on making you cum.”

Her head dropped back, and I almost praised Jesus. “Landen, we’re at work-”

“No one will know, I swear,” I promised. “Just let me make you feel good, baby.”

“Landen-”

Her protests were cut short when my lips pressed up against the soft skin just below her ear. “You’re going to cum all over my fingers, and then we’re meeting up at the hotel again tonight, so that I can really apologize to you.”

I felt her hands grab onto the waistband of my uniform pants, and that was all the green light that I needed. While this was the height of recklessness, it was hell to admit that I had missed her last night. It was also hell to admit that we weren’t even a week into this thing, and I was already feeling like I needed her in my bed every night.

Still kissing her neck, I slid my right hand downward over her chest and stomach, then did my best to unbutton her jeans with one hand. While the mechanics had to wear fire-retardant uniforms, Skylar was allowed to wear whatever she wanted, though she kept the skirts and dresses at home. She was almost always in jeans and a nice top or t-shirt.

As soon as I slid her zipper down, my hand followed, and the wicked wench stepped her legs apart to give my fingers the room that they needed to please her.

“Oh, God…” she moaned as soon as I slid two fingers inside her tight cunt.

“I’m really, really sorry, baby,” I whispered against her neck.

“Don’t care,” she panted, and I smiled. “Just keep doing what you’re doing, and we’ll be good.”

It wasn’t enough to just stick my fingers inside her pussy, I also missed the feel of her, so I made sure that my fingers were everywhere. I slid them all the way up to her clit, then back into her pussy, and over and over again. The sounds of her slickness sounded like fucking music to my ears, and if I lost my job, then who gave a fuck? Making this woman cum on my fingers would be worth it.

I felt fucking high.

That’s how she made me feel.

“So good…” she moaned.

“Did you miss me last night, baby?” I knew that it was a slippery slope to ask her that, but I wanted to know that I wasn’t the only one in over my head here. “Did you miss my dick?”

Her hands tightened on my clothes. “Yes,” she cried out.