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threw the rental car into park just before he ripped the thunderous orgasm out of her by force. Her legs went to jelly and she collapsed onto the steering wheel, chest heaving as the waves of confused pleasure ricocheted through her.
Sawyer watched her with one brow lifted. There was something different about his face, something had...changed. Through the haze of her pleasure, he looked strange. HIs eyes were wider, his nose longer, his teeth...sharper. It might have been her imagination, but Kelly could have sworn she heard a low noise escape his throat. It sounded just like...a growl.
*****
The clock was going backwards. That was the only explanation.
Kelly Ann sighed and tried valiantly to focus her attention on the speaker. The hotel's conference center was a nondescript beige, and the fluorescent lights cast a sickly yellow glow on everything. The slight flicker was giving her a headache.
The speaker was a tech out of Kansas City, brought in to teach them all the company's brand new, state of the art payroll system. It all seemed hopelessly convoluted to Kelly, somehow managing to make her job even more boring and mindless than it already was.
She snuck another look at the clock over the doorway. 4:45pm, it was somehow still fifteen minutes until the end of this training seminar.
Kelly tapped her pen against her handout. Of course there was the question of why she was so eager to get out of here in the first place. She was the only tech from the Springfield branch sent to this conference. She didn't know a soul here, and didn't really feel like spending the evening making awkward work conversation in the hotel bar. Most of the techs who were in the audience were older guys with a super-abundance of ear hair. There was only one other woman, and she had the severe hair and severe shoulder pads of someone who wouldn't know fun if it slapped her in the face.
No she didn't want to spend time with them. Kelly supposed she could just go up to her room and run a bath, order room service on the company credit card and call it a night. But that was somehow even more depressing than the idea of spending tome with her co-workers.
Kelly snuck another look at the clock. The speaker was asking for questions and to her eternal annoyance, the severe looking woman had several. It seemed like she was personally offended by several of the changes to the data entry system and needed to let the speaker know how displeased she was. Kelly settled back in her chair with a barely suppressed groan.
Fuck all of this, she needed a drink.
Her mind flitted up to her suitcase. For some reason, she had, at the last minute, packed her most revealing dress. Something about the fantasy of being a stranger in a new city had led to her stuffing the slutty little number into the corner of her suitcase. She had no plans to wear it, it just made her feel better knowing it was there.
But now, after enduring eight hours of training on payroll logistics, she was ready to stuff her curvy figure into that red number and cut loose.
The severe woman and the speaker seemed to have reached a tentative truce and a ripple went through the conference room. The ear-haired men began standing and stretching, patting their prodigious paunches and shaking each others' hands. The severe looking woman began scanning the crowd.
Kelly quickly gathered her binders and folders and slipped out the back door.
The sense of relief made her giddy. She stabbed the elevator button with relish, watching the doors slide closed on this interminable day. Her head was buzzy and there was a dull headache thumping between her eyebrows, but that didn't matter because she was free.
After several tries with her room key, she finally pushed her way into her sterile, sad little room. The idea of staying here until her flight tomorrow made her taste panic. She sprang into action, shedding the sensible work attire that
Sawyer watched her with one brow lifted. There was something different about his face, something had...changed. Through the haze of her pleasure, he looked strange. HIs eyes were wider, his nose longer, his teeth...sharper. It might have been her imagination, but Kelly could have sworn she heard a low noise escape his throat. It sounded just like...a growl.
*****
The clock was going backwards. That was the only explanation.
Kelly Ann sighed and tried valiantly to focus her attention on the speaker. The hotel's conference center was a nondescript beige, and the fluorescent lights cast a sickly yellow glow on everything. The slight flicker was giving her a headache.
The speaker was a tech out of Kansas City, brought in to teach them all the company's brand new, state of the art payroll system. It all seemed hopelessly convoluted to Kelly, somehow managing to make her job even more boring and mindless than it already was.
She snuck another look at the clock over the doorway. 4:45pm, it was somehow still fifteen minutes until the end of this training seminar.
Kelly tapped her pen against her handout. Of course there was the question of why she was so eager to get out of here in the first place. She was the only tech from the Springfield branch sent to this conference. She didn't know a soul here, and didn't really feel like spending the evening making awkward work conversation in the hotel bar. Most of the techs who were in the audience were older guys with a super-abundance of ear hair. There was only one other woman, and she had the severe hair and severe shoulder pads of someone who wouldn't know fun if it slapped her in the face.
No she didn't want to spend time with them. Kelly supposed she could just go up to her room and run a bath, order room service on the company credit card and call it a night. But that was somehow even more depressing than the idea of spending tome with her co-workers.
Kelly snuck another look at the clock. The speaker was asking for questions and to her eternal annoyance, the severe looking woman had several. It seemed like she was personally offended by several of the changes to the data entry system and needed to let the speaker know how displeased she was. Kelly settled back in her chair with a barely suppressed groan.
Fuck all of this, she needed a drink.
Her mind flitted up to her suitcase. For some reason, she had, at the last minute, packed her most revealing dress. Something about the fantasy of being a stranger in a new city had led to her stuffing the slutty little number into the corner of her suitcase. She had no plans to wear it, it just made her feel better knowing it was there.
But now, after enduring eight hours of training on payroll logistics, she was ready to stuff her curvy figure into that red number and cut loose.
The severe woman and the speaker seemed to have reached a tentative truce and a ripple went through the conference room. The ear-haired men began standing and stretching, patting their prodigious paunches and shaking each others' hands. The severe looking woman began scanning the crowd.
Kelly quickly gathered her binders and folders and slipped out the back door.
The sense of relief made her giddy. She stabbed the elevator button with relish, watching the doors slide closed on this interminable day. Her head was buzzy and there was a dull headache thumping between her eyebrows, but that didn't matter because she was free.
After several tries with her room key, she finally pushed her way into her sterile, sad little room. The idea of staying here until her flight tomorrow made her taste panic. She sprang into action, shedding the sensible work attire that
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