Of course!!!

She came out of the bedroom in that little black dress—the one that clung to her body like it was made for her and only her. I was still sitting at the counter, sipping the last of my coffee and pretending not to stare.

She knew I was staring.

“Don’t you have work to do?” she teased, grabbing her phone off the counter.

“I’ve got something better to do,” I said, standing up.

She raised a brow, but there was already that little smirk on her lips. That challenge. Like she was daring me to make her late.

I walked over, slid my hands around her waist, and pulled her against me. Her body molded into mine perfectly—soft, tight, warm. I kissed her like I meant it, slow and hungry, hands wandering down to that perfect ass I couldn’t get enough of.

“Mikey,” she whispered, breath catching. “I have a meeting.”

I kissed her neck. “Five minutes.”

She laughed and gave in.

I pressed her back onto the couch, her dress riding up around her hips, revealing nothing but smooth skin and lace. Her legs wrapped around me, her fingers digging into my shoulders. We moved together like we always did—raw, fast, perfect.

She cried out my name when she came, legs trembling around my waist, and I followed not long after, the pressure too much to hold back.

Afterward, we just laid there. Her chest against mine, both of us catching our breath. I stroked her hair while she rested her head on my shoulder.

“I really am going to be late,” she murmured, not moving.

“Worth it.”

She smiled and kissed my chest. “You’re such a jerk.”

I grinned. “Your jerk.”

We stayed tangled up a little longer before she finally stood, fixing her dress and tossing me a wink. “You’re lucky I love you.”

“I know.”

And with that, she was out the door, leaving me sprawled on the couch, satisfied and smiling.