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business proposition. im not taking up their offer but i hav 2 put up appearances. so u may continue to distract me gloriously.

Wait. Go back. Who is propositioning you? For what? Who's involved? Do I know of them?

Right. Not my business or the point.

[There was a gap between texts.]

Sorry.

maxwell and hendricks team. i kno u dont like them love but im not about 2 make it public knowledge who im living with so im letting them spread the rumour that im off to barbados. just trying 2 cover all bases.

Useless bastards. Not even good enough to be talking to you. Not when I'm damn sure you've spent some part of this talk hard.

Yeah. Eventually it's going to get out we're working exclusive but not yet.

convenient desk. ;) but y. ppl wil no wer working together darling but not that we're togther-together. id rather keep that secret. leverage.

Yeah yeah. Not that you're worried about your reputation.

[The next text comes quickly.]

You know that was a joke, right?

darling. winning u over wuld make my reputation tenfold, but y. i knew.

Good, though I might argue the first part. Why aren't you here again? I bet you're wearing too much clothes for my taste right now.

because ppl talk 2 much arthur darling, i kno for a fact im certainly wearing too much clothing for my taste, let alone urs.

Good thing our team is us three. Means I can drag you off and have you whenever I can't stop thinking about you on your knees under my desk.

i think it shuld still happen. me sucking u off while u try to work. good plan, darling.

Knees parted. Pants on but open so I can see you. Shirt off. Hands behind your back. Eyes open with those lips around me.

id take u all in darling. u know i culd do it. make u squirm in that chair of yours, buck ur hips, where anyone could see you.

Dream of fucking your mouth. Have for years. Of holding the back of your head and taking.

i culd take anything you gave me darling. id like it. u so desperate proper convention doesnt make sense anymore.

Going to test that theory. Repeatedly. I can smell you on my sheets, feel your touch and you're not even fucking here. Of course I'm desperate.

i wuld b disappointed if this was a one time operation love.

Oh I plan on texting your ability to take it and like it in every way imaginable.

flexibility and durabilty are skills of mine darling

And thoroughness and determination are mine. I want you. Now. Jesus, I want to fuck you so damn hard. And because you said I should tell you... screw slacks. They hurt, so they're gone.

are you hard for me arthur? aching and hot for the feel of me around you? underneath you gasping your name like its the only thing i know?

Yes. Painfully so. If you were here, would push you face down on the bed and fuck you until you begged me to stop.

maybe id be the one to fuck you arthur. im stronger. maybe we wouldnt even get that far. i might just have to push you against the wall. hoist you up. youd have to wrap your legs around my waist and hold on like your life depended on it as i fucked you hard.

[It wasn't right away that the message came back.]

Want it all. You and me evvery way possible. All of it. want you so far up my ass I cant even breathe.

bit busy are we love? i cant stop thinking about you. writhing underneath me as I pin you down suck that gorgeous cock of yours into my mouth. taste every last drop of you on my tongue. make you scream for it.

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