"Hey."

It wasn't a normal hey, though. Levi grinned wryly as he licked his lips and tossed a hand towel across his bare shoulder.

Sicily rolled her eyes while attempting to avert her gaze from the chiseled abs exposed to the cold December air.

Immediately annoyed, she muttered. "I could swear you have clothes."

"What, you got a problem seeing me in my God given glory?"

Sighing, she brushed past her client and into his living room. He shut out the brisk winter morning,  observing his guest's hips tick tock like a sexy ass pendulum. She knew he liked it, he was sure of that, which made her little "act" all the more intriguing.

"Where are the documents?" She asked without removing her scarf or coat.

"Where they always are."

Sicily glared in Levi's direction before responding. "Well, could you go get them? I don't have time to bulllshit with you today. My plate is full."

"Who's more important than me?"

"As a matter of fact, plenty of people, but today I have one client in particular who needs me at his office within the hour."

Levi gripped his crotch, slightly bobbed his head a few times, then replied. "Well, he can wait because I'm your best client."

He lowered the elastic waistband of his army green sweats, drawing Sicily's gaze towards the thickness that made her heart race. Grinning, he gloated. "And I'm definitely the biggest."

"Psh."

Flustered, Sicily waved her hand to visually dismiss what she couldn't internally deny. Levi wasn't only her best client, he was her kryptonite. And as usual, their history made it a challenge to keep business on her mind.

Posted mere feet from the originator and executioner of her most explicit fantasies, she couldn't look away from the six foot four king as he massaged the specimen that made her toes curl. She knew what he wanted and what her body yearned for. But to keep from breaking a personal promise, she repeated to herself, her clothes would stay on for Levi's third "appointment" of the week.

"I'm not going there today, Levi. I seriously have to take care of you... this." Her cheeks warmed. "I have to take care of this, then get on the road."

He gripped the base of his elongated muscle, then stroked it while enjoying Sicily's eyes trail his slow, rhythmic movement. By the time his head leaked, her panties were moist.

"Damn you." She refuted breathlessly.

"Come on, Sil. Get Daddy's day started right."

Sicily folded her arms across her chest. "My day has already started and yours isn't my problem."

"So, you just wore my favorite perfume, thigh-high boots and that short ass skirt in twenty- eight degree weather, just to notarize my paperwork."

"Yup." She lied with gusto.

"Okay." Levi relented, covered his erection, then disappeared into his office.

It felt as though hours had passed when Sicily finally glanced at her smart watch. She tapped her foot impatiently, then called out, "What the hell are you doing in there?"

Not receiving a reply sent her into a mini rage as she tossed her coat across the back of the sofa, then stormed down the expansive hall. The moment she reached the office doors, she heard it, moans, panting and bellows of sexual pleasure.

Bursting into the room, she protested. "You got me waiting while you jack off. Are you kidding me?"

Levi didn't flinch. His eyes were locked onto the eighty inch screen in front of him displaying he and Sicily engaging in such adult acts, that even in that moment, she blushed.

"Come here." He whispered while beckoning her towards the leather couch.

She didn't budge as she replied. "You promised to destroy those."

"I lied."

The escalating intensity of intimacy blaring through speakers surrounding the room made her heart race and knees buckle. Her body pulsated as memories of seduction flooded in during her attempt to redirect her focus onto Levi and the purpose of her visit.

Fanning herself, she declared. "That doesn't surprise me. The fact that you think this is appropriate... like, right now does."

"You know I can't be around you and not want you."

"Then, that's a problem, and maybe we should no longer be business associates."

"Oh, shit." She heard herself yell out from the screen.

"You don't miss this?" He asked with sincerity.

"What I'm missing is the window of opportunity to make it to a real appointment on time."

"Fuck me, Daddy," echoed throughout the office.

Sicily snatched the remote from the side table and powered off the screen.

"Aww, come on." Levi objected. "We were just getting to the good part."

"Oh really now?"

"Yup." Levi bobbed his head while flicking his tongue in her direction.

Fed up, Sicily placed a trembling hand on her hip. "How good was the part where you broke my heart right after. Remember that because I do."

Levi scoffed, then replied. "I'm a glass half full kinda guy. And what's done is done. Look, Sil, wouldn't you rather be more inspired than pissed off about all that nonsense?"

Shaking her head, she declared. "I'm going to grab my bag. When I get back, your dick needs to be out of sight, and your documents need to be on the desk; or I'm walking out and never coming back."

"Why are you fighting this?"

"Because sleeping with you again was a mistake, Levi, that's why."

"The first or the fifth time because I don't recall that being regret you wiped from your lips."

"You know what..." Sicily pointed towards a grinning Levi. "Fuck you. Do you want these docs done or not."

"Okay, okay. I do, and I'm sorry. I'm way outta pocket this morning."

"About damn time you acknowledge that. Now, can you put your lil friend away so I can do what I came to do and leave?"

"I can." Levi tucked himself away, then mumbled. "But ain't nothing little about your former best friend."

Sicily smirked then turned away. When she returned to the office, Levi spun towards her as she strolled towards the desk.

"You washed your hands?" She taunted.

"I did." He replied, then slid the documents in her direction.

Quick to retrieve them, Sicily knocked over a picture from the desktop. Picking it up, she asked. "Is this who I think it is?"

Shrugging, Levi answered. "If you're thinking Crystal, then yes."

"From the firm?"

"She's head of her own firm now."

Sicily slowly returned the frame to the desk. "So, what... you two a thing?"

Again, Levi shrugged, but this time offered no response.

Annoyed, she urged. "Are you or not?"

"Why do you care?"

"Because this wasn't here a few days ago."

"Still, why do you care."

"Are you serious? You've been trying to fuck since I got here. So, if that's your girl, you're even more of a seasoned asshole than I thought."

"She's not my girl. I dig her, but we agree we're not a "thing," at least not yet."

"Right." Sicily huffed.

"You mad?" Levi inquired with jest.

"Nope... do you. I'm just your notary, remember."

"Umm hmm."

Sicily reviewed the documents, completed the transaction, then slammed her journal closed.

"Thank you." Levi offered as she stood to leave.

"Don't thank me. Your little peep show is going to cost you extra."

"It's worth it." He announced, grinning as he leaned back and clasped his hands behind his head.

"Whatever, I'm going to be late."

"Lock the door, and be careful out there."

Back in the living room, Sicily angrily packed her bag, pausing before pulling on her coat. Under her breath, she mumbled. "Dammit," threw it back onto the couch, sent a message, then returned to the office.

On a call, Levi glanced upward, his eyebrows following suit as hesitated his conversation mid sentence. Sicily motioned for him to hang up. But before he could, she looped her scarf around his neck, then pulled him in for a kiss.

"Rich... I uh, gotta call you back."

She dropped her panties to the floor, spread her legs, then eased onto his lap.

"No." Levi managed to maintain his composure enough to answer the concerned person on the other end of the phone. ''I'm good. Something unexpected just suddenly came up."

As Levi disconnected, Sicily maneuvered the fresh erection free from his sweats, then slid her soft cavern of warmth around it.

"There you are." He grunted as he whispered into her ear.

"Here I am." She moaned between a deep stroke of pleasure.

"What made you change your mind."

Sicily knocked the framed photo to the floor.

"Oh." He mocked. "You're jealous."

"And you're not?"

"I'm not." Levi gripped her hips, forcing Sicily to pause. "But I am crazy for letting you go."

"Don't do this, Levi. We say stupid shit every time we get together, which is why I didn't want to go through this with you today."

"Yet, you didn't leave. Why?"

"Because." Her eyes watered.

"Because?"

"I can't stand the thought of another woman being with you."

"Since our divorce, there hasn't been anyone else. It's always been you."

She smiled as a tear fell. "Same here."

"I know." Levi lovingly gazed at his ex wife, raised her hips, then slowly guided her up and down until her lids fluttered and her eyes rolled. Satisfied with her rising gratification, he softly whispered. "I'll always love you."

Sicily muttered back. "I've never stopped, but you can't keep lying to me."

"Then I need to confess."

"What." She halted her grind.

"I have three notaries at the firm now."

"So, for months, you've been wasting my time."

"No, I've actually been looking for a reason for us to be right where we are. You upset?"

"No." She chuckled. "I'm actually impressed."

"Good." He sighed. "And just know that you're the love of my life, my friend, mother of my children and the only notary I'll ever need."

"So, what does all of this really mean, Levi."

"That we agree to put in the work it takes to be together again."

Sicily smiled, then giggled as Levi lifted her onto his desk and placed her atop the documents she stamped. The moment he entered, her toes curled and a faint reply slipped through her moans of joy.

"I do."

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