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CLOE POV It was becoming comfortable so easily with Soren and Max. I’d fallen into a routine nothing short of heaven, travelling to the office and back with Max every day, lunching at the bagel joint, then zipping over to Tino with Soren for an evening while Max spent his hours on extra work shit. We’d eat and laugh, drink sometimes, then shower and fuck and suck and fuck some more until I fell asleep in my spot between two hot bodies in their kickass bed. My spot. Yeah, it was my spot. How fucking sweet. I’d almost forgotten our arrangement — the fact that they were paying me for my time — because in truth, it didn’t feel like that. Not anymore. I would have been there anyway. I’d have told them as much, and I considered it, but I still had a dream to pay for, and with Carlson up against it and the yard on the line, that three grand a month was money I needed. It didn’t sit easy, but it was the truth, and come the weekend I was conscious that this was my billable time, as per our a

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CLOE POV We rocked that trailer up onto the yard, and I wanted to show it off to Carlson, but he was nowhere to be seen. I hadn’t seen him for days. In fact, the van was rarely there. I tried calling him but it rang through to voicemail. “It’s Cloe,” I said. “Just checking in. Got a trailer, parked it up by the barn. Hope you’re alright. Catch you soon.” “Check this out,” Soren said to Max, and he was off, jogging past the stable block to the field. My heart fluttered as Max stared back at me, and there was a look in his eyes. A heaviness. A need. “You don’t have to,” I said. “We can head back.” But he shook his head. “Let’s go see the furry boy.” Soren was up on the gate, waving his arms and yelling Tino’s name. He was funny, Soren. Everything about him was so funny. I climbed up beside him and joined in the call, and the thump of hooves came thundering. Tino pulled to a halt later than usual, and I swear it was just to make Max nervous. Tino gave him the eyeball and a bit of a

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CLOE POV Max turned my face back to him. “Me,” he said. “Keep your eyes on me. I want to see you.” “Yes,” I said. He smoothed my hair and it felt nice, and so did the drizzle of oil in my ass crack. It tickled, and I gasped. Soren’s fingers were warm. They rubbed the oil all over me, all the way round to my clit, and I felt so slick, so slippery. I heard his belt opening, and then his zipper, and the soft sound of his palm as he lubed himself up. He pushed his thumb inside my ass and I gasped again. And then I groaned. Loud. I fucking loved it. I fucking wanted it. “Dirty girl,” Max whispered, and he was smiling. I pushed back on Soren’s thumb. “Please,” I said. “More.” “Don’t worry.” Soren’s voice was heavy. “You’ll get more, baby. So much more.” He gave me more. Two fingers at least, and I sucked in my breath as they slid inside. He circled his knuckles, and I felt myself loosening, stretching, and it was dirty and fucking gorgeous. Max loosened his belt and I groaned

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MAX POV “Relax,” I said. I reached over to the passenger seat and angled Cloe’s back until her shoulders were mine for the grasping. She was tense, her muscles knotty under her suit jacket. She hunched as I worked my fingers, and then she exhaled, loosened up a little. “It’s your first calling week. It takes time to find your feet.” “I just want to do well,” she said. Maybe that’s all it was. Maybe the niggle in my gut was wrong, and Cloe was just all in with the training programme. Maybe there was a tough little saleswoman deep inside Cloe that craved the thrill of the chase and close, and this had nothing to do with pitting herself against her snotty sister. I got it. Hell, I fucking got it. Sales is a performance-based career, and the pressure builds and fills you up. I’d always been ambitious, consumed by the fire of topping the leaderboard, bringing in bigger deals, better deals, more impressive clients. But Cloe seemed different these past few days. The carefree girl who’d

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MAX POV They were too busy looking at Ryan Macau. He stood at the front of the training suite, flanked by two senior members of Human Resources, his eyes roving the whiteboard and soaking in the scores. A hush descended as he prepared to address the group, the chatter of calls easing off as people wrapped up their conversations and took off their headsets. The big boss had an aura about him, he was dressed in navy with a dark maroon tie, and his silver hair was slick and styled. He nodded his approval as he totted up the totals, realising, as I had long since done, that our team was on track to be a solid performer. And so was our sweet little Cloe. I pulled her to my side, be damned with professional distance, and her body had become tense, her excitement drying up to nothing. “Good afternoon,” Ryan said to the room. “My apologies I haven’t been around sooner, but I assure you I’ve been hearing a great deal about your progress from Max. I hope you’ve enjoyed your first few week

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