Blue Lights and Boatmen: A Swamp Bottom Novella by K.A. Ware & Cora Kenborn

Author:K.A. Ware & Cora Kenborn [Ware, K.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Twisted Publishing
Published: 2017-06-19T16:00:00+00:00

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“Mother of fuck!”

Ten minutes until five o’clock and I’d managed to cause a paper jam in eight different compartments of the copier. In the three hours since Zep had set my temperature into the stratosphere, I’d managed to destroy a total of four major electronic devices in the office.

A new personal best.

My heartbeat quickened as I remembered the way my skin flushed under his touch and the disappointment that sank low in my belly when his hand stopped at the top of my shirt. Logically I knew that’s as far as it could go. I mean, we were in a place of business, and besides, nothing could happen between us.

Right?

What was I saying? Of course, it couldn’t. These were my rules, and I had to live with them until I died alone as a cold, frigid old hag.

Until then, I’d take out my sexual frustrations on this fucking copier.

Jerking open every drawer that I could, I ripped out tiny pieces of paper and screamed as ink smeared up and down my arms. “Argh! Worthless piece of shit! You work fine for everyone else, but for me? No! For me, you’re a fucking dick!”

As I kicked the copier with my four-inch heel, the scent of sea salt and spice filled my nose, stopping me mid-kick. Off-balance and disoriented, my ankle rolled propelling me into a hard chest and tattooed arms. Inhaling deeply, I groaned, closing my eyes and letting my head fall against him.

“You can’t force it in, Addie. You have to line it up and make sure it’s going to fit before you shove it and get it stuck.”

Popping my eyes open, I stared at the wall in front of me without blinking. The innuendo circled my head, burrowed into my brain, and detonated like a tripped land mine.

“Um, what?”

“When you put it in,” he repeated with a low growl, somehow making it so much worse yet hotter. “You have to prep it first. You know, warm it up and make sure it’s good and ready before you copy the shit out of that report.”

Denying to myself that I wanted him to bend me over the copier would be pointless. Denying it to him was imperative. Nodding, I stepped toward the machine and away from him. “I think I can handle it, thanks.”

But Zep was having none of my shit. “Can you?” Grasping my hips, he pulled me backward against his own, pressing a very prominent and impressive erection against my behind.

If I could’ve wept, I would have. Not because I didn’t want his body there, but because I did and knew it shouldn’t be. Because I wanted more and knew I couldn’t have it. Because karma was a cruel bitch named Josie Gereaux, who had a date with what was currently nestled between my ass cheeks.

“Zep, please…”

He groaned hotly in my ear. “Just admit it, Addie.”

I wanted to say yes. I wanted to admit it.

“No.”

“Admit what?”

Startled out of our own little world, we both looked up to see Bam-Bam

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