Evan's Addiction by Sara Hess

work a computer better than the average person, but what Shaw was doing
was beyond my skills. With one final click of her finger she slumped back in
her chair, lids dropping with a tired sigh, while rotating her head and neck.
Poor girl had to be one big knot.
         I really wanted to help her out with that.
         Straightening from the chair I moved around the desk and began
massaging her neck and shoulders. She stiffened at first, but then she fell
forward onto the desk resting her head on her bent arms. I had to shift
slightly to the side of her chair to follow her.
         “Oh…my…god.” She groaned. “I think you might be better at this
than that spa girl.”
         I moved down her tight back and spine, wrapping my fingers around
her sides as I molded her muscles firmly with my hands. My need to touch her
was two-fold; I wanted to ease her tension, but I also wanted to get my hands
on her. It ended up being bitter sweet torment, and the pounding heart beat in
my dick both complained and approved. My hands were nearly brushing the sides
of her breasts when she suddenly tensed again and shot up out of the chair away
from me.
         “It’s getting really late. I really need to get going.” She
blurted out.
         Two really’s sounded serious. I held back my smirk at her
obvious reaction to my touch.
         “Get your things, I’ll take you home.” I turned to go grab my
briefcase and jacket.
         “What!” Shaw exclaimed loudly behind me. “I mean…what do you mean
you’re taking me home? I thought I was going back in the company car again?”
         Since my back was to her I allowed my smirk free reign this time
at hearing her alarm. “Why have someone go to the trouble of driving you when
I’m already going that way?” I reasoned.
         Silence met my logic, and it stayed with us the entire way down in
the elevator, and as I steered her in the direction of my metallic BMW Alpina
B6…and then she said it.
         “I knew it.”
         “Knew what?” I unlocked the door for her.
         “That you would be driving a vehicle like this to compensate for…”
She held up her pinky and wiggled it. “You know.”
         I held up my own pinky and wiggled it in false confusion. “There’s
nothing wrong with my pinky; see, it works fine.”
         She set her things in the back and slid into the front with an
evil grin. “You know, these days they have tons of new-style gadgets to help
with your…deficiency.” 
         I bent over and got in her face with an evil grin of my own. “You
better watch it, Shaw, because I have no problem demonstrating how not -deficient
I am.”
         She gulped and reddened, but waved her hand carelessly. “Psshh,
I…forgot my magnifying glass.”
         I busted out laughing. “Is that all you got. That’s so high
school. That was seriously disappointing, Shaw.”
         She sighed and laid her head back against the seat. “I’m tired…and
hungry.” She whined.
         Chuckling, I shut the door and strode around to the drivers side.
The engine purred when I started her and I reversed out of my designated
parking spot. 
         “You know, this is my first big buy since I started making my own
money. It’s my first step to being a real grown-up.”
         “This just shows how stunted your thinking is, a mini-van would
have screamed grown-up.” She retorted.
         I gave a man shiver. “If I ever get one of those I will let you
run me over with it.”
         She put her hands together and said dreamily. “Finally, a reason
to live.” 
         My cock twitched to give her another reason to live. “And that’s
only my first gift to you. Do you like Mexican food?” I saluted the security
guy at the gate as he opened it for us.
         She frowned. “I can wait till I get home to eat.”
         “But I can’t…so do you like Mexican food?” I repeated.