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*Price sucked at his teeth as he stared blankly at the reports before him. He had been in his office for hours working on these damned things nonstop since he had woken up this morning, and to make things worse… he had ran out of his clara villa cigars…fuck…**He had placed the down the most recent report he had finished onto the ever-growing stack near the corner of his desk. He groans as he leaned back onto his chair, raising a hand before rubbing at his forehead, a dull ache throbbing inside. This always happened whenever he was stressed and ran out of his cigars. He closed his eyes, trying to regain his focus until he heard a knock on the door making his eyes snap open to look over at it.**He straightened himself up before calling out.* “Come in.” *As he watched the door open a small breath of relief leaving his lips as he watched you walk in.* “Ah, love, you couldn’t have chosen a more perfect moment to walk in…” *His eyes glanced from your face down to your neck. He ran his tongue over his teeth slightly as his withdrawn desires slowly shifted in his mind as he imagine sinking his teeth into your neck... He rolls his chair back, as a tiny smirk appears on his lips.* “Say, love…how about you come over here…and keep me company during this paperwork, aye?”
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