Forgiven by J. B. McGee Page A

for each other. I work my way up to that special spot around her ear lobe. As a small whimper escapes I feel her body completely submit to me. Yes, I have missed this.
    “You’re all sweaty,” Gabby whispers.
    “So.” I move my hands up towards her ponytail and give it a gentle tug. “I love your hair like this.”
    She laughs. “Is that right?”
    “Mhmm.” I swirl my tongue around her lobe. “How’s your day going?” I briefly feel bad that I kind of already know the answer to that question.
    “Much better.” She tries to push me away. Ugh. “Seriously, you’re all sweaty.”
    I back up from her, and she looks like the cutest thing with her nose scrunched. I can’t help but chuckle. “That look on your face suggests I’m not just sweaty, but also that I stink.”
    “True story.” She laughs.
    I swoop her up in one quick motion. Even though she protests everytime I do it like she doesn’t like it, it’s always playful protesting and I know that she loves it when I carry her around.
    She kicks her feet back and forth like she’s swimming in the air. “Hey. Put me down. Where are you taking me?”
    “To the shower.”
    “You need the shower, not me!”
    “True story.” I mirror her words and smirk.
    “What if someone comes in?”
    “That’s what locks are for, Gabby Girl.” When I get to the shower door, I close and lock it. I turn the knob to turn the water. Thank goodness these showers never take long to warm up.
    Gabby jumps back wide eyed with her mouth gaping open as her clothes are quickly soaking wet. “Our clothes?” she urges.
    I daringly raise my eyebrow at her. “We have extra.”
    “Well that’s a good thing. I’m not sure about this.”
    I move to fill in the distance she’s just put between us and pull her back into the water. “Why not?”
    “This is your company gym,” she quietly replies as she looks around as if someone can see or hear us.
    “ My company gym.” I finally take her bottom lip into mine realizing that I need that connection with her.
    She moans as she gives into my kiss and finally wraps her arms around my neck. Our tongues are doing their familiar tango as my hands begin to unbutton the buttons on her shirt. When I undo the first one, I kiss her bare skin on her chest. “You.” Then I undo another, kissing her cleavage. “Are.” When the next button is undone, I skim my fingers up to her shoulders and push the shirt off of her shoulders. She wiggles her arms free. Now I’m back to where I started. “So.” Those shoulders, that sweet neck of hers. I nibble my way back down to her chest. She holds my head between her palms and plays with my hair, which feels so good. My tongue laps up the warm water bouncing off of her. “Beautiful,” I murmur as I undo the last several buttons.
    Gabby freezes as I hear a voice. It doesn’t take me long to recognize it’s Sharon’s. I don’t hear anyone else, so she must be on her cell phone. “Shh.” I put my finger up to her mouth. She surprises me when she takes it into her mouth and gives it a quick bite. She doesn’t release it, though. She keeps a gentle grip on it and swirls her tongue around. She can be such a damn tease, and I’m pretty sure that this is a punishment tease. I should have known better than to do this. I got so caught up in the moment that I totally forgot she was going to have to come get her keys. I wonder for a moment if she heard us while we stand quietly in the shower until it’s quiet again. Hopefully since she’s on her phone, she wasn’t paying attention.
    When I realize the coast is clear, I pull my finger from her mouth. “That was sexy as hell.”
    “I’m glad you enjoyed that. You can have more of that at home.” She picks up her shirt, climbs out of the shower and uses one of the towels to dry off. Glancing back over her shoulder, she teases me. Teases me . I feel like a horny teenage boy who tried to get laid in the high school locker room or something. “I