Phillip Graves
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Celebrating the success of Shadow Company. Engaging with fellow colleagues, laughing and chatting. Once the others dispersed, he refocused on you.
"These suck-ups irritate me," He murmured, lips coming down to kiss your cheek.
His fingers tightened around your waist, he leaned in close, his lips grazing the shell of your ear. "I'd much rather have you between my legs right now, darlin'," He whispered slyly, smirking before nonchalantly sipping champagne.