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don’t want anyone to know about what we’ve been doing.”  His voice was sudden and hard.  He was glad she wasn’t looking at him, seeing her beautiful face right now while he was still revelling in the previous night’s love making might test his resolve.  He might do something stupid like beg her to marry him.  “It’s just a temporary thing and I don’t want people to get the wrong idea.”
    She was glad he wasn’t looking at her.  She didn’t want him to see her look of disappointment.  Instead she could put on a bit of bravado for him.  “Fine with me, you think I want anyone to know I’ve been sleeping with the town’s resident asshole, what does that say about me?”
    He stared at her for a few moments , a little frustrated with her reply.  What had he expected?  Did he think she was going to break down and cry and beg him to be her boyfriend? Tell him that no other man could make her feel the way he did, especially his brother Acksel...
    H e began tracing his fingers down her back.  She shuddered and blood started to rush to his groin.  When he reached her buttocks he caressed and nipped them.  He could smell her arousal starting to blossom.  He scooted closer to her careful not to touch her with his shaft.  Not yet anyway .
    He reached round and began massaging her breasts.  His other hand reached past her cheeks to her sex.  Pushing two fingers into her tight channel he then applied pressure with his thumb to her puckered hole.  She almost shot off the bed but he kept hold of her.
    “I’m still tender there...”  She moaned.
    He bit her neck with blunt teeth , whilst grinding his fingers into her.  “I know sugar, we’ll give it a few days to recover.”
    She opened her mouth in surprise.  He had told her they’d still be having this quasi-relationship in a few days.   Her heart soared, and feeling pleased she pushed back against his hand.  He growled his approval.
    Glancing at the clock he was surprised to see it was 10am.  He hadn’t slept so late since he was a kid.   Usually he awoke at dawn unable to get back to sleep and instead exercised or worked on his bike.  Then again she had kept him up half the night, she was almost insatiable.  Almost .
    He removed his fingers.  They both had to be at work at 11am, and they still had to shower and Melody would need to get some fresh clothes from home.
    She turned back to him, a flush already spreading from her cheeks to her breasts.   He was rock hard with need.  “Why’d you stop?”
    “It’s already 10, we need to get ready for work...”
    Her eyes widened.  “Shit.   We better get up, we’re going to be late.”
    She moved to push him away but he held her steady and he gave her a coldly sensual smile.  “Which is why we will fuck in the shower.  Two birds, one stone .”
     

Chapter Seven
    Melody settled into one of the booths at Pizza Moon to take a break.   It was 9pm, she’d been working since 11am, taking one thirty minute break at 4pm she could now take her second thirty minute break.
    Her first break hadn’t exactly been restful.  Hans had cornered her in the store room.  Again .  She was just thankful how well insulated the room was, she had gotten a little noisy...  She was actually thankful of a little rest, her body felt well and truly spent.
    Ilse had made her a small hawaiin pizza, grabbing a cream soda she resolved to relax and read her book.  That was the plan . 
    She found her relaxation rudely interrupted as Hans plonked a large meat lovers pizza and two cream sodas on to the table before pushing into the booth next to her, forcing her to budge along. 
    She looked at him sourly.  The restaurant was only half full.  There were lots of empty tables.  “You can’t sit anywhere else?”
    “ I could but I’m not gonna.”  He grinned at her between mouthfuls.
    She rolled her eyes.  “Let me guess, misery loves company?”
    “Naw, misery hates company.  Misery just can’t

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