I N S T I N C T I V E

(Thirty.)

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Two Days Later

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Dwight let out a hum as Ramona slowly crawled on top of his lap. He held her waist, kissing her back in growing seduction. She put her fingers into his hair, pulling at the root lightly with her fingers. She grinded against him lightly. "I can feel your arousal..." She whispered. "Mhm." He replied, kissing her neck. She chuckled. He cupped her backside in the cherry colored underwear set she was wearing. "I wish you'd handcuff me to the bed and have your way with me." Dwight said.

Ramona sat up, chuckling and rubbing her hands down his chest with her fingernails. "Hmm, you sure are much more vulgar when you're aroused." She said. She leaned down to kiss him again. "Maybe I could make that happen..." She whispered, then cupping his face before giving his bottom lip a gentle nip.

He exhaled, his eyes closed and his breath tingling her lip. "Please do." He whispered. Before she could kiss him again, she heard her phone ring. "Wait...it's my phone..." She said. "But we're just getting started..." Dwight whispered, kissing her ear. She pulled away, then standing up. "Hold on, just give me one second." She said, then grabbing it from her nightstand.

She realized that it was Amanda calling. "Oh my god, I have to answer this." She said, running her fingers through her hair after clearing her throat. Dwight sighed, laying on her back and releasing a huff. "But Ramona-" She put her finger up at him, signaling for him to be quiet.

"Hello? Hi, it's nice to hear from you. Oh, no, I'm not doing anything important right now-" She snapped her fingers at Dwight instinctively when he attempted to kiss her waist from his laying position.

He pulled back, then staring up at her. "Yes, I have been thinking about our recent conversation. Yes. Oh, you need a concept idea? Well, what sort of structure is it?" She asked.

"Oh, I see. Well, I have a few articles I've written to give some ideas. I could email those to you right now if you need them. Alright, no problem. Talk to you soon." She said, then ending the call.

"Now we can continue where we left off..." Dwight said, kissing her neck after standing up on his knees. "Wait, just let me send an email." Ramona said, then pulling away. He closed his eyes and flattened his lips.

"Just give me two minutes, Dwight." She said.

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Once she returned, Dwight was sitting on the edge of the bed with his arms crossed. "Do you have time for me now?" He asked. Ramona walked up to him, then placing her hands onto his shoulder. She pushed him down with slight force, crawling onto his lap. "Don't be so dramatic." She said. In her hand, was also a pair of handcuffs.

He smirked. She leaned down, kissing his neck. She stood up, then telling him to turn around. He did so, and she handcuffed his hands behind his back. "I wish you were a cop." He teased. "Lay in the center." She said. He scooted to doing so, then laying down. She stood up over him, and he was able get a perfect look at her assets.

He bit his lip. It took her a moment to gain the courage, but she took a leap of faith. She placed her foot onto his face. He exhaled, opening his mouth. "My work is very stressful. I don't think you should be complaining about it." She said in a darker tone, even though in reality it didn't bother her that much.