He chuckles, then carries me over to the desk where he grabs a few tissues from the box there. Slowly, he pulls out, the friction in that movement threatening to put me back at square one. Needy and desperate to have him.

He sets me down and hands me a tissue. He tucks himself back in his pants and buckles his belt while I address the situation between my thighs. A wet, rushing sensation takes me by surprise. I quickly shove a tissue there.

I look up to Barrett, concerned.

“Is that normal? Does it fall out after?”

“My cum,” he says, stepping forward to place a hand between my thighs. He hooks a finger inside me and groans. I have to steady myself against the desk. “Feeling my cum inside you…fuck…we have to go now before I bend you over this desk.”

When my underwear is back in place, Barrett takes my hand and leads me out to the room.

We join the party just as the dessert trays are coming out, but Barrett steers us toward the exit. I look longingly at the mini macarons and bite-sized cheesecakes I picked out.

“We can stay if you want,” Barrett says. “Or we can go home, and you can eat cookie dough ice cream while I lick you.”

Okay. Easiest decision ever.

We do have to say goodbye to JoAnna and Emma, who I feel bad that we’re leaving because she’s alone. Alec had something come up with work last minute and he couldn’t make it.

“Let’s do lunch next week,” she says.

“I’d love that,” I say as Barrett leads me away.

At home, we’re barely in the door before Barrett pulls me close and kisses me breathless. He’s reaching for the zipper of my dress, when Baxter appears. He nudges at our legs and whines. He needs to go out.

I pull back and drop to my knees to pet him.

“How’s my boy? I missed you.” He licks my face, his tongue inches from where Barrett’s used to be. “Do you need to go out?”

“I’ll take him,” Barrett volunteers. He pulls me to him again, his hand sliding under my dress to squeeze my ass. “I’ll meet you upstairs. Bonus orgasms if you’re naked when I get there.”

A few minutes later, I’m in my closet taking off my dress when I hear Barrett enter my room.

“That was fast. I’m not even undressed.”

He smirks. “Baxter and I have an understanding. I’m taking him for a long walk in the morning in exchange for his promptness tonight.”

He stalks toward me, lowering his suit jacket down his arms as he moves. I’m still in my bra and underwear. I wonder if the bonus orgasms are off the table.