Teane blew out a harsh breath, resting her head on the injector machine. She had been in here for two hours and so far she had built a total of three injectors. At this rate, she would be done with all of the ones currently awaiting her attention by sometime next month.
At first she had been relieved Chief hadn't made any attempts to talk to her. What the hell would she say?
"Yeah, I'm sorry you caught me masturbating in the shop sink. I know you called your name and all, and that's probably why you jacked me off. I really appreciate the help and everything, but why don't we just forget it ever happened."
Yeah, right. That would go over well.
But then, he had completely ignored her. Okay, maybe not completely, but he had acted like nothing had ever happened. She didn't know whether to be mad or hurt. Actually, she was little of both.
It was beyond embarrassing to be caught indulging in a fantasy of the man she had a crush on for two long years. It was exhilarating to think that maybe the crush had been mutual. But then, if was mutual, why would take care of her so to speak, but not allow her to take care of him. She could feel proof of his excitement while she sat on his lap.
What kind of game was he playing? Did he mean to play with her a little, then humiliate her by rejecting her? What kind of guy took a girl to the heights of ecstasy only to ignore her afterward? For that matter, what kind of guy just assumes a girl is into him just because...
Just because he caught you pleasuring yourself while calling out his name?
"I am so screwed," Teane muttered to herself, rocking her head against the machine as if it could offer her some kind of solace.
"Not yet, and not here, but you will be, baby. I promise."
Damn! She didn't even hear him come in. She jerked upright at the sound of Brett's voice to witness him taking one of the injectors she had rebuilt and placing it in the testing machine, then turning it on, effectively locking the rest of the shop out. Even as she fought against the lump in her throat, she felt the moisture gathering in her panties. Damn, the man was seriously fine, and he was looking seriously wicked as he approached her.
"Go on and continue what you were doing," he told her giving her a devilish grin. "I'll just watch."
Teane spun around to face the defective marine diesel injectors. She felt Chief move behind her, close enough so that she could feel his body heat, but not touching. The testing machine hummed away in a dull roar behind them. She could smell the distinct aroma of fuel as it began the testing process.
"You really should be wearing ear plugs, Petty Officer McGowan."
The words were wondrously soft and deep, whispered closely in her ear, but he still wasn't touching her. Teane had to fight the urge not to lean back against the hard body she knew to be right behind her. God, she wanted to touch him so bad! She wanted to be touched by him even worse. She had to wipe her hands against her coveralls before attempted to grip an injector.
"Having problems Petty Officer McGowan?" Chief purred in her ear. "Here, let me help you."
Teane let out a tiny whimper as his arms came around her to grip the part in her hands. Her body moved back instinctively to rub against him.
She couldn't have stopped herself if she wanted to, and to be honest, she didn't really want to. She rubbed her ass against his growing erection, her hands falling away from the equipment in front of her.
When his hands moved to the zipper in the front of her coveralls, she did nothing to stop him. The sound of zipper traveling downward was obscenely loud despite the sounds emanating from the running machinery.
She cast a quick glance at the door sure she would see someone barging in demanding to know what was going on in the little room.
"No one can hear us," he assured her while one hand slid underneath her regulation t-shirt to tweak her nipple. "As long as you don't scream."
Her whimpers became moans when his other hand dipped into her panties. One thick finger caressed her clit, rubbing slowly back and forth.
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