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She laughs hard. "Boys, right?!" She asks Sheila to cover the stand. "Come here," she says, getting her keys and heading toward the manager's office.
 
"Just, come here." She says, unlocking the office and letting you in first. She closes the door and grabs the waist band of your pants, pulling you to her for a deep, though brief kiss. "Just wanted to do that," she says, one hand curling over your ass just before she slightly backs away.
 
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I kiss her back and smile. "Riley, we're at the bar," I whisper softly. "And not so hard, you really dug into me that night." I show her the marks on my hips and waist, faded but still tender.
 
"Do you want Don walking in on this?" I hiss slightly, my paranoia slightly high. I go over and lock it myself. "I'm going to kiss you to insensibility," I growl slightly as I kiss her hard, but passionately.
 
She moans into you and her hands rest along your waistband, just caressing your skin, her tongue mingling with yours as she whimpers.
 
I growl as I continue to kiss her, my hand curling in her hair, stroking it, tugging it just a little bit, my tongue dancing along hers and the inside of her mouth. My other hand firmly keeps her body to mine, feeling her.
 
She kisses you as long as you want, not breaking the kiss until you do. Pressing firmly against you. When you pull back she smiles but jiggles your hips playfully. "Is Reece okay with this?"
 
"What do you mean, 'is he okay with this?'" I ask playfully. "He knows I fucked you hard with the strap on- which, you have to admit, was pretty hot. I'm sure an occasional make out session is okay." I, of course, was planning on talking to you about it, and it was a conversation I wasn't looking forward to.
 
"Well, then," I tease. "Aren't we getting greedy? I'm sure we can work out an arrangement." I nibble along her lower lip, looking at her.
 
I squeal and slap her ass. "Aye, we shall," I say, pulling her in for another deep, long kiss before straightening up and unlocking the door and going out to begin my shift.
 
Riley spends the rest of the night grinning and giggling. I stop by the bar late to show you the sweet Game of Thrones overcoat I put on Tiny Reece to go with his sunglasses which he is unaware he is wearing as he sleeps in his carrier. Riley gives you a couple looks as she cleans up late. She heads to the kitchen.

"What's that about?" I ask you.
 
"I'll explain when we get home," I say, wiping down the bar. I wink at Riley and chain up the register before helping her finish the tables and booths and such. Once done, I shut off the lights and walk over to you and take the baby and kiss you. "Mmm, I love you," I say.
 
"Love you," I say. "Did you see Little Ned Stark's sweet coat here?" I ask, proud of my questionable find.
 
"Yes, I did," I say smiling. "And you say I'm a geek!" I kiss my son's forehead and smile. "Such a precious little angel."
 
"What does 'precious angel' pay in salary these days?" I ask, reaching for my boy who immediately begins screaming the second I hold him, prompting me to hand him back to you quickly, quieting him down.
 
"Reece!" I joke, holding my son, who begins rooting for my breast. Popping the blouse and bra open, I begin to feed him. "God, I can't wait to stop breast feeding," I groan.
 
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