Chapter 647

“Oh, hold on, I forgot one thing back in the room,” Sabrina said, patting herself down like she was looking for her keys or something. You were just leaving the Partners area of the floor, a couple of the other Senior and Junior partners who were in the office that day sticking their heads out to see you off and delaying the three of you an extra few minutes. None of them had made anywhere near as big an impact on you as Garrison, but you’d still been doing work for them and had also inadvertently, and in a roundabout way, caused the downfall of one of the other Senior Partners, so you were all on their radar. Hands had been shaken, kind words of good luck were spoken, and then you were free.

“You sure?” you asked Sabrina. “I thought we got everything.”

“Pretty sure,” she said, giving you a cute little frown as she continued to pat where she would have pockets if she weren’t wearing a skirt. She turned to Eric. “Wait for us downstairs? John can help me look.”

“Sure,” Eric nodded, heading towards the elevators at a slightly quicker pace since he was going down alone.

Sabrina slowed hers, making you suspicious.

“What is going on?” you asked.

She glanced at you with a smirk, slowing down further and leaning into you a little to peer down the corridor as the two of you made it to the more open area in front of the break room. She must have judged that Eric was far enough away, because she quickly checked over her shoulder behind you, then grabbed your arm and yanked you sideways, barging through the door to the copy room.

“Sabrina-” you said, but she cut you off with her mouth as she pressed you back against the door, barely managing to stop it from slamming as she grabbed the handle to slow it down while also pressing her body to yours in a kiss on her tip-toes.

You grunted from the multiple impacts - her body against yours, just lips against yours, your body against the door, the door into its place. Both your hands were free since you’d fit everything you had to take with you into your messenger bag, and they naturally went to your girlfriend’s tight little waist as she pressed her tongue between your lips and moaned softly.

“-brina,” you gasped as you pulled her away far enough to break the kiss. “What the fuck?”

She looked you dead in the eyes, one eyebrow just slightly raised, and reached to your side and flicked the lock closed on the copy room door.

“The office is full of people,” you hissed quietly.

Her hands went to your fly and unzipped it, then started on your belt.

“I know,” she whispered back. “But all day today I’ve kept thinking about that first time we almost did something, John. Right here in this room, when you changed both our lives for the better.” Your belt fell open and she pushed her hands down your pants, under the waistband of your briefs, fondling your cock as it stiffened up. “When I panicked and offered you a blowjob to keep you quiet. God, I’m so glad you didn’t turn out to be an asshole and are the man I love, baby. But I haven’t been able to get this idea out of my head.”