“Danni…”
“Please.” Her bottom lip trembled. Erin’s packed all sorts of fun things for the trip.” She glanced over at Bobbi, who was still standing near the door, awkwardly looking around at the seats. Then she started to openly weep, pressing her eyes into my bicep. She started to say something again but yelped as I wrapped my arms around her thighs and hauled her toward me until her ass was hanging off the desk. “Damn. Keeping my hand pressed into the middle of her back, I pushed the tip of my cock into her pussy and shoved with my hips. I leaned my head against Emily’s as she rested on my shoulder, and before a minute passed, I drifted off. I’d missed her over the last two weeks since Vegas, and God… it felt good to have her sitting in my lap again. On top of all that, I needed time to heal from a year’s worth of emotional investment in Natalie.