The edge of the desk is hard in your thighs but you don’t care. Nothing matters just rough hands cupping your cheeks as you part your lips for his tongue.
Four years. Four bloody years.
You would never admit how much you missed him but the soft, eager sounds and the way you melt against him speak volumes and he grins into the kiss. He tastes
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Oh, poor James, he just had the best one night stand of his life and he can't remember it.
Mercer is so jealous! He's just been waiting for the right opportunity to get rid of Groves.
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