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A/N: Howdy! Welcome back…and guess what? This is a Maggie free chapter…with some lemon juice! Along with a little bit of heavy…not too much…just enough to move the story along. Oh…and we've got lesbians

Yeah, we know, 'shut up and let us read.' One last thing…there's big news at the bottom…

Chapter 7

EPOV

"Let me lick you up & down

Til you say stop

Let me play with your body baby

Make you real hot

Let me do all the things you want me to do

'Cause tonight baby,

I wanna get freaky with you

Baby don't you understand

I wanna be your nasty man

I wanna make your body scream

Then you will know just what I mean…"

"I wish you would lick me," a voice from behind me broke through my singing.

"You were supposed to call me," I pouted without turning around in my chair.

I was sat in the office sulking.

And I was very good at it.

I had spent years giving crocodile tears to my parents and sulking after Alice broke my toys.

"Yes, I was, but neither of us banked on the fact that little orgasm-aholic decided to drink three cans of Red Bull and a liter of Mountain Dew in preparation for last night," he huffed loudly as he walked round to the other side of the desk.

"On the plus side though, she wouldn't let me touch her," he laughed as he sat down on the edge of the desk with his legs spread just enough to give me a perfect view at the bulge between his thighs.

Oh dear lord, what I would do to him on the desk if she wasn't in the fucking picture.

Morals had come back to bite me on the ass and not in the way I liked. Why had my parents raised me to give me a shit?

"Why don't you just tell her, Jasper?" I asked, still pouting like a three year old.

"And how should I do that? 'Oh hey babe, I can't marry you because you don't have the right anatomy to go where the sun don't shine, literally, so it's not you, it's me'. I don't think that will go down well to be honest," he chuckled lightly and even I had to give in at the thought of him saying something like that.

"True, but the longer you wait, the harder it will be," I wiggled my brows and bucked my ass up out of the chair at him and he playfully swatted my arm. "Chill out, baby, no kinky shit until we have sex at least once," I laughed.

"Don't tease," he laughed back and then we fell into silence for a minute as the heaviness of the topic sank in.

"You know Jasper, even if I wasn't in the picture…you shouldn't be going through with this. The walk down that aisle is going to be your trek straight into fucking hell, literally. The whole thing will be a farce. You're a gay man for fuck's sake!" I growled, angry at the whole damn situation.

His eyes became distant and slightly watery at the corners. "I know Edward. I…I just need some time. It's…the whole thing is so fucked up and you just don't understand," he whispered.

"You could try me. I'm pretty sure I can keep up."

I could feel his gaze searing into me. "To summarize the situation, my grandparent's took me in when I lost my parents. If they hadn't, I would've ended up in the system. Instead, I grew up not wanting for anything and having the best of everything because of them. I think Ma has an inkling of my true nature and that's why she's pushed Maggie on me. They're really old, Edward. I think, because of that, I just didn't fight it when it happened. Figured I'd go along with it to keep them happy in their final days. But fuck me if this engagement hasn't breathed new life into her..."

The man before me was worth the fight and I would give him all the time he needed. I nodded my understanding and gave him a quick hug, secretly inhaling the intoxicating aroma of his manliness. Feeling my cock hardening, I moved away.

"Coffee?" I offered, and scurried off when he accepted.

We shared a quick coffee together before he had to get back to work and I was a very good boy and kept my distance.

I didn't kiss him.

Grope him.

Or fuck him.

So I was still pouting.

I didn't see him again for three days and when he finally walked in the door at closing time, I wanted to pounce on him.

He was wearing thin sweats and a wife beater and was dripping with sweat.

Oh God, I was desperate to run my tongue through all that moisture.

"What on earth are you up to?" I asked as he bent over, resting his hands on his knees.

Oh boy, with that angle, I could do so many things to him.

"I told Maggie I was taking up jogging to keep up with her. That new toy of hers is amazing but deadly. Hours, Edward, I'm talking hours! On the plus side though, she's so spent after playing with it that I don't have to go near her. I think you have caused her an addiction," he laughed as he got his breath back and I walked over to him.

"If the addiction keeps her away from my man, then don't expect me to apologize," I laughed as I came face to face with him.

I wanted him and needed him.

I wanted him in my mouth, his scent, his taste.

"Your man, eh?" he asked huskily and I realized that that was what I'd said. Shit. I can't put that pressure on him...time to distract him...

"Mhmm, there's just something about you and sweat that has me rock hard, baby," I crooned into his ear and I felt him shudder deliciously.

"Edward," he whined out into the store.

I ignored his plea as I moved to stand behind him, my fingers digging into his perfect hips.

"You know what to do, Jasper," I laughed as I backed away from him. So much for not pressuring him, but come on, could you help yourself?

"Bastard," he laughed.

"So tell me," I said, ignoring what he had said, "what toy would you like to use now? Saying that, where do you use them, because I bet, well, hope, you don't do it next to her," I mused as I thought about all the places I could take him.

"At home when she isn't there, at work sometimes, and sometimes even down dirt roads on the way home. Depends what mood I'm in and how turned on I am," he admitted freely as he walked up behind me and pushed his erection into my ass. "Normally I do it in my car when I leave here. You leave me so hot and bothered," he whispered into my ear and it was my turn to shiver.

"I want you bent over your chair, you taking me over your desk, up against the walls in here where you have all these toys to hand," he all but growled as I pushed my ass back onto him.

"Don't tease me, I swear to God you won't like my actions if you do," I warned, somewhat jokingly, as I walked away from him and grabbed a new toy that I had ordered in.

Just for him.

"I want you to call me later, I don't care where you are or if Snuffy is next to you, I want you to call me, and I want you to be wearing this when you do, no matter how late it is," I handed over the toy to him and left him standing in the middle of the store as I walked away.

I had some needs to attend to and if I was within a mile of him, there was no telling what my actions would be.

"Edward!" he shouted after my retreating form.

With a cruel smirk, I half turned towards him. "Go home, Jasper. Get cleaned up and call me tonight...no matter what," I instructed as I blew him a kiss and walked into the back of the store.

I watched him on the store-cam that I had set up back there for when I was working with the stock off the floor. He was rather cute as his chest continued to heave. I didn't think it was from his jog anymore.

Nope. If the gun he stuck against my ass was any indication, he was as solid and horny as I was at this moment.

I felt bad...for all of about ten seconds. Turnabout is fair play. He did leave me hanging last night. I had stayed up until three this morning waiting for his call.

Nobody has to know I was choking my bird most of that time.

I fingered my nipples through the tight cotton against my chest. Loving the feel of the steel as I tugged on the rings. Keeping my eyes on the cam, and thereby Jasper, I let a hand drop down to the elastic waist of my cargo shorts.

Fuck fashion...they were comfortable! And clean.

My dick found its way into my hand, the tip already slick from the leakage that always happened when Jasper was around lately. I stroked it a few times, trying to convince myself not to call out, not to encourage him to come running.

Because if he came back here right now, I wouldn't be responsible.

With bittersweet disappointment, I watched him walk out of the store with his hand hanging down. Poor guy.

If he followed through tonight, I'd make sure he was well rewarded.

Right, I had a problem in hand...literally.

Checking the camera one more time to ensure there were no customers I'd missed, I yanked my shorts down to my knees.

My dick bobbed at me as if to say 'Reporting for duty, Sir!' and I couldn't be rude now could I? So I reached out to shake hands...head...whatever. I gripped my crank and shook it firmly.

Keeping my attention partially on the camera, I started stroking quickly. Long and slow had its place.

A quickie in the store room was not it.

A spit-n-shine would have to do.

And do, it did. After spitting in my palm and using a steady but rapid pace, I was soon angling my dick over the cum bucket I'd set up back here once he started coming around, grunting as the thick goo escaped me and pinged against the container.

Kinda looked like silly string.

I heard the bell ding and glanced at the cam...a couple of women had just walked in. I'd give them a few minutes to look around while I cleaned up.

A quick rinse of the bucket in the sink ensured no babies would mysteriously crawl out of it. I was about to leave the room when I glanced at my backup toy box and shivered at the idea of bringing Jasper back here.

My traitorous soldier began to report for duty once again and I knew I couldn't spend the day like this so I rummaged in the chest, finding just what I needed.

It was apt really, if you thought about it.

I locked my dick into the Gates of Hell and headed out front to see what I could do for the lesbians.

A/N: We're getting there people…just a little bit more to go. In fact, next chapter might just have some of what you've been looking for…lol.

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