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| Pushing him away so that I could look into his eyes I offered a compromise in hopes that we could avoid prosecution for having sex on duty. �How about we wait for the files to come and after we know what we�re dealing with we decide whether we go out for dinner and dancing or if we�re going to have to find a way for you to sneak into my room tonight because if I have to go much longer without being with you I might go insane,� I said. Then, before he could go all �cocky Flyboy� on me, I pressed my fingers to his lips. �If you�re a good boy I might just wear that red lace thing you like,� I said. There was no point in letting him know that I already had it on under my uniform. Harm�s eyes lit up and I could feel him hardening even further against my belly. I removed my fingers from his lips and smiled coyly as I pressed myself against him shamelessly. It took all my willpower to keep from pushing him down on the desk and having my way with him right there and then. The knowledge that I could easily push down his pants and boxers, hike up my skirt and rip off my panties, and have him inside me within a minute made me weak in the knees. Fortunately, or maybe unfortunately, Bill chose that moment to act as our personal cold shower. He pounded on the door with his fist and called out to Harm, telling him that he knew he was in there. We reluctantly separated and Harm sat down behind the desk to hide his arousal while I went to unlock the door. �Bill, calm down,� I said, knowing that it wouldn�t do anything but needing to at least try to get the man to breathe before his head exploded all over my last clean uniform. I don�t even think he heard me, though, as he pushed past me and looked directly at Harm like he was the only hope for the future. �Get her away from him,� Bill demanded. �Who? Dana? Bill, you know as well as I do that once Dana makes her mind up about something there�s no changing it. And she seems pretty happy where she is now,� Harm said. �You don�t know him, Harm. He�s crazy,� Bill said. �Agent Mulder seemed perfectly sane when we spoke earlier,� I said, feeling the need to defend Mulder even if it was only because Bill seemed to hate the man so much. �He thinks there are little gray men running around,� Bill said. �So does half the country,� I replied. There was no point in saying that I wasn�t completely adverse to the theory that there�s more out in the universe than NASA has found. |
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