Addision was clearly pleasantly surprised when Preston’s rigid body pressed against her supple figure, his bulge pressing firmly against her and practically announcing itself as a contender for the standing position. Her face flickered with a response, clearly she was impressed, and couldn’t hide that from Preston entirely. Even a small, whimper of a gasp erupted from her.<br/><br/>She licked her lips when Preston responded, shocked and dismayed, apparently. He claimed that he never thought about which positions would be best in the map room. A scoffing sound left her then, as she rolled her eyes, clearly doubting the truth in his claim. She bent in front of him to display yet another possible position and Preston’s response this time was to hiss a curse.<br/><br/>“Ooh,” she practically purred, clearly trying to egg him on. But, Preston didn’t really budge. He only moved enough for his hand at her waist to climb up to her shoulder. With both hands used as anchors to steer her, he turned her around to face him, then inquired about her level of sanity. He bombarded her with questions, obviously playing the role of responsible office worker.<br/><br/>“You were the one who said this was the best and most private place to get away with office sexy time.” She shrugged. “If anyone caught us, it’d be your fault for not finding a better place.” She gave him a look like what she was saying should have been obvious. He continued to direct her, this time out of the map room, and into the hallway, as he reminded her about the coffee’s that were due to arrive any minute.<br/><br/>A guy dressed just as casually as Addison began to approach then, holding a cardboard carrier that had two to go coffee cups wedged inside it. “Preston Chadwick?” The guy questioned. Addison made a sound that suggested she was trying to hold in her laughter. “I’ve got your order. Here you go.” The stranger said, handing over the carrier and then rushing off. Presumably to his next delivery.<br/><br/>Addison took her coffee cup out of the carrier easily, perking a brow back at Preston. “Chadwick?” She questioned, this time scoffing. She brought the straw up to her mouth and made a slight display of sticking her tongue out to meet the green straw, then pursing her lips around it and sucking in a great big sip. “Mmmmmmmmm.” She withdrew and licked her lips a moment later. “Delicious.” She whispered to Preston.<br/><br/>“So, is there a big meeting today? What’s the plan for the next…” she glanced at the clock on the wall, then sighed tremendously. “Five hours?”