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zipper is down and her hand is inside. I buck up into it as she curls her fingers around my fully erect cock. The cotton fabric of my boxer-briefs is harsher against my sensitive skin than I want.  
    I want the delicate softness of her hand against the silky skin of my shaft. Just when she makes a move to grant my wish, her cell goes off. For a moment, she ignores it as she scrapes her teeth over my lower lip, but then it makes the sound again, and she pulls away.
    “Damn.” Julie rises and stands on one leg. Without completely removing herself from me, she stretches to reach her cell a few feet away on the table.  
    I keep my hands on her waist. Once she has it in her hands, I bring her back down to me.  
    She rocks her body on top of me as she reads the message on the cell. Julie tosses her head to shake the hair away from her face and dials the number. “Sorry.”
    I bring her close to me. My mouth connects with the smooth flesh of her chest left bare by the deep V in her shirt. Her collarbone is delicate, and I trail my tongue over it as I listen to her conversation.  
    “Hey, Cole. Just cleaning up a bit. What do you need?” Julie pauses for a breath. “Yeah. Okay. No problem. I’ll set it up.”  
    I hear the thud of the cell as it lands back on the table.  
    “I’ve got to go.”  
    Julie is still straddling me, so I continue to pull and shift her. The mimicking of sex has me turned on, and I’m not ready to let go of her yet. I bring a hand up to sneak under her shirt, shove it up under her bra, and press my palm against her breast. The large nipple pressing against my hand sends yet another wave of lust straight to my cock. Her hands bury in my hair as her body continues to move like we’re actually having sex.
    I can hear her breathe. It’s paired with quiet, little moans that are sending my body into full-on sex mode. My dick is so hard, my mouth is salivating for a real taste of her, and my mind can think of nothing else but maneuvering us so I’m deep inside of Julie.
    Her cell goes off again, and we both groan at the interruption. Julie tries to move off me, but I won’t let her. Instead, I hold her close as I stand up, then bring her down onto her back on one of the long conference tables.  
    But the cell won’t shut up, so she reaches blindly for it. My instincts tell me the only way I’m going to get a piece of her right now is to knock the cell away, but I’m too late.  
    “Yes?” she says breathlessly into it. “I’m on it. Cole already texted me.”  
    As I drive my hips into her, I wish again we were really fucking instead of this playacting.  
    She grunts. The sound is satisfying. “Yep. No, I’ve got it. I’m setting it up now.” When she disconnects, the hand holding the cell moves to my chest, and she pushes at me. “I have to go.”
    Disappointment doesn’t even begin to cover how I feel about this development, but I move back so she can sit up. My legs are still in between hers, my hands on her hips. “Can’t it wait?”
    Her tongue makes an appearance to sweep over her bottom lip, and I pull her closer. My hard-on presses into the junction of her legs, and she twists the hand not holding the cell into my shirt. “It can’t. But don’t worry. We’re just pausing for now. I don’t plan on wai—”  
    I don’t let her finish as I pull her from the table, spin her around, bend her over with a heavy hand on her back and thrust my dick against her tight ass. I want to give her something that motivates her to return, so I drive my hips against her a few more times and watch her profile.
    Then I let her up, turn her to me, and smack her ass. I have her now. I can see the want in her eyes. She’ll come back to me when she can, and we’ll fuck long and hard. “Don’t keep me waiting too long, okay?”
    Julie steps back and shakes her head. “And here I thought you were a shy guy. Thought you might play hard to get.”
    “I’m not shy. Just quiet. And why