CHAPTER 33: Harker
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Harker glanced at the door. Alison should be here any minute. He tried to keep his d**k from punching a hole through his pants, but it’d been over a week since he’d touched her.
He’d tried everything he could think of, but she was staying true to her threat this time. He stood, grabbing the front of his shirt and flapping it back and forth as he walked around his office. She liked his scent; he’d fill the f*****g room with it.
He’d been ready to pounce on her during the meeting. She’d spent the entire time he’d been talking staring at his mouth. It’d taken every ounce of control he’d had to keep his d**k from tenting his pants. Then he’d noticed her glancing at his hands during Merri’s part of the meeting. He’d decided to give her something to watch when To
