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  “Really? Well, while I’m sure that Larry would probably try to add that into the policies, I don’t think the partners would agree.” She snuggled against his chest. Loving the warmth that she felt in his arms.

  “So it’s not just me? He is a chauvinist pig.”

  “One hundred percent. Did you know that once last year, I overheard him tell one of the other associates that I don’t wear tight enough blouses?” She rolled her eyes.

  “No kidding. Who was it? What’d they say?”

  She reached her hand up and slid it over his shoulder, enjoying the feel of the strong muscles under her fingertips. “It was Rawlings. And you know him. He’s just as bad. Made some sort of comment about them making it mandatory for all of the secretaries to go through Fashion 101 with Claudia.” She snickered. “Can you believe it? Claudia. I mean, the girl is the prime example of the word tart.”

  “I’ll tell you what. Let’s not talk about the annoying people at the office anymore. Let’s talk about us.” Mitch kissed her neck.

  “Us?” She tried not to be too hopeful but felt herself falling for him already.

  “Yeah, us. Look, I know this happened rather fast. But, I’ll be honest with you. I only keep one lover at a time. If we’re going to continue to see each other, I have three conditions that I hope you’ll be okay with.”

  His serious expression worried her. “Okay. I’m listening.”

  “First, if we are going to be lovers, I need to know that I am the only one. I know that your history speaks for itself, and you don’t sleep around. Who knows though, maybe in our time together, I awoke some sort of sexual demon within you, and now you’re going to take many lovers,” he teased.

  “Very funny.” She nudged his shoulder.

  “Okay, I know it’s unlikely. But I do mean it, Sara. If the time comes, and you become interested in someone else or disinterested in me, you need to tell me before you let someone else have you. Because, while we’re lovers, you belong to me. Understood?” His face was stern and was etched with sincerity.

  She watched his serious expression and knew he was no longer joking. “I understand, Mitch. I wouldn’t do that to you.”

  “Good. Now, condition number two. You have to promise me that you will always be honest with me. There are many different levels of trust in a relationship. I have noticed that you are most nervous about sharing your needs and wants. That can’t happen when you’re with me. If you want something, or need something, I should be the first and only person you can turn to. I’m not just talking about sex, either. And you should always feel comfortable enough to tell me exactly what it is you want, no matter what.”

  He cupped her cheek with his hand as he continued. “I guarantee you that if it is something that you fantasize about it is nothing to be embarrassed about. I also promise that I will do anything in my power to make those fantasies become realities. Do you understand that?”

  “I do. I’ll try to be…I’ll work on being more assertive.” She gave him a small smile.

  Brushing his thumb over her lips, Mitch leaned in for a small kiss. “That’s good, honey. You’re such a good girl.” He kissed her once more. “Now, my last condition is kind of a big one. While I enjoyed our little game earlier today, it is very important that no one from work knows about our relationship.”

  He stopped talking when she looked down. “Look at me, Sara. Now, it’s not what you think. I have made the mistake of having work place relationships in the past and not kept them secret. People out there seem to think that what goes on in other people’s lives is their business. I want what happens between us to be between us and no one else. I would hate to walk in the break room and hear our relationship being discussed by the water cooler.”

  She looked at him hesitantly. She knew he was right. But she couldn’t help the insecurity that crept up her spine, or the gut instinct that he knew from experience how badly those relationships could turn out. “I guess that makes sense.”

  “No, Sara. You’re already breaking rule number two. If you have a problem with this, then you have to talk to me about it. Tell me the truth. What are you thinking?” He stroked a hand through her hair.

  “Okay, you’re right. I know that you are. I just can’t shake the stupid feeling that maybe you don’t want anyone to know because you might be embarrassed or something. I don’t know. I know it’s dumb.” She shrugged, trying to make light of it, despite her embarrassment.

  “Uh uh. You are way off base there, honey. I am anything but embarrassed by you. I still want to take you out and do things with you. Many things.” He paused to give her a mischievous grin. “But I just think that we should keep things professional at work. Do you understand now?”

  She smiled and nodded.

  “Good. Because I’m tired of talking.” He repositioned her on his lap until she straddled him. With his feet hanging off the bed, he leaned all the way back. Reaching up and cupping her tits, he squeezed the nipples until they hardened into tight little peaks. “Look down at my cock, honey. Do you see how hard it is for you? Look at how bad it wants you to love it. Look at how bad it needs you. Do you see that, honey?”

  Sara grinned, apparently pleased with his dirty talk. “Yes. I see it.”

  “Good. Now lift yourself up just a bit. Yeah, like that. Now, guide it into your pussy, Sara.” He hissed out the last word as her fisted hand pumped him. “Oh yeah. Come on, baby. Slide your pussy down on my cock.”

  She did as he said and threw her head back and arched her body. The sensation was incredible. She could feel him reaching so deep inside her.

  “So pretty. God, you’re so fucking sexy! Ride me, Sara. You’re in control this time.” He brought his hands behind his head and smiled up at her. “I’m yours, honey. Do with me what you want.” He groaned when she rocked up and down on him. “Yeah, like that. Fuck me, Sara. Fuck me like you’ll die if you don’t get that cock buried deep inside you.”

  And so she did. She rode him hard and loved the power it gave her, knowing that she took him just as he took her. It didn’t take long until they came together. She was surprised that it had been just as good as all the others. Not being very experienced, she assumed that after a few times, she would get used to the sensation. But every time he brought her to her climax, it was so intense. How could he be so good at pleasing her? He must be the devil, she mused. Surely, he would force her to sell her soul for the price of pleasure.

  Sara lay on top of him and snuggled against his chest. She felt her body completely relaxed from the satisfaction that he had given her.

  “Honey, I have to leave soon. Lord knows I don’t want to.” He whispered into her hair as he stroked her back. “But I don’t want to leave you just yet. So, when you fall asleep, I’ll show myself out and lock up.” He placed a tender kiss to the top of her head.

  “You don’t have to, you know. You could stay.” She raked her fingers across his chest and gently massaged the sprinkling of hair.

  “I would love to. But I didn’t bring anything. And I’ve got an early deposition about an hour away tomorrow. Next time, I’ll stay, okay?” He gave her another kiss.

  She remembered the duffle bag and wondered if he was being untruthful just so he could leave. “Sure, but if you didn’t bring anything, then what’s in the bag?” She asked him.

  He laughed. “Oh, I forgot about that. I’ll tell you what, honey. I’m not going to tell you what’s in it. But I’ll leave it here, and if you get curious, then you can take a peek. If something intrigues you, then remember rule number two. Tell me whatever you want. I promise I will make it happen.”

  She swallowed at the hidden dare in his message. She now had a feeling that she knew all too well what was in that bag. The idea of it should have her running for the hills and offended at his assumptions that she would be into such things. Yeah, right. He had her figured out already. He already knew she would peek, and by the cocky grin on his face, he knew she would definitely be intrigued.


  “You’re thinking too much, honey. Go to sleep now while I hold you close. You feel so good lying here like this. I want to enjoy you before I have to go.”

  She snuggled closer against him and drifted off to sleep as he gently caressed her back over and over again.

  Chapter Five

  Sara stopped typing when her phone rang. Hitting her speaker so she could continue, she answered, “This is Sara.”

  “Sara,” Mitch said in his most professional tone, “could you get a pen and pad of paper and come to my office, please?”

  While Mitch sounded completely professional, she couldn’t help the excitement she felt at the sound of his voice. “Of course, I’ll be right there, Mitch.” Sara disconnected, and with shaky hands, reached for her pad of paper and pen. She hadn’t seen or talked to him since she fell asleep in his arms last night.

  Sara walked into Mitch’s office and stopped in the doorway when she saw him on the phone. He motioned her in with his hand and indicated that she shut the door. She did as he asked and waited until his phone conversation was over.

  Mitch hung up the phone and steepled his fingers together as he eyed her with a grin on his face. “Sara. How are you this morning, honey?”

  She couldn’t hide her blush as she met his gaze. He called her honey. This clearly wasn’t a business meeting. “I’m fine. How are you?”

  “Truth?” She nodded at the question. “Well, I am a little upset that you have chosen to sit all the way over there, rather than on my lap.”

  She giggled as she all but ran around the desk to do just that. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she hugged him with all of the zeal of a schoolgirl with a crush.

  Mitch stole her breath with a kiss. “I’ve been dreaming about doing that all morning. I could barely even stay focused at the deposition for needing to feel your sweet mouth against mine.”

  Sara grinned at him and kissed him again. “I thought you said that we were supposed to keep things professional while we were here at the office.”

  Mitch nodded. “Ah, I did say I believed that would be best, didn’t I? But then I started missing you.” He shrugged. “Then I lost all control of my common sense and knew I had to see you, touch you, hold you, and kiss you.”

  “You missed me, huh?” She ran a finger down his chest, stopping just above his belt buckle.

  “Sara, are you losing your shyness?” He reached his hand behind her head, and grabbed a fist full of her golden, forcing her head back. He then ran his tongue all along her neck, and said, “You taste so sweet, honey. Will you let me take you to dinner tonight?”

  Sara was lost in the ecstasy of his tongue against her skin. She wanted him. Only a day had passed since their little tryst in the very same office, but he had already seemed to figure out all of the ways to drive her insane with need.

  “Sara?” Mitch asked again as he began a slow, sucking nibble on her earlobe.

  Smiling, she was barely able to answer, “Dinner, sure. Whatever you say, Mitch. Just don’t stop touching me.”

  Mitch smiled at her responsiveness. She was so beautiful when she got aroused. Her face flushed, her skin heated. He watched her as he pulled her blouse from her skirt and lifted a hand underneath. Cupping her breast, he rasped a thumb over her already-hardened nipple.

  “Sara.” Mitch groaned as he reached his other hand under to tease the other tight bud. “You make me crazy. I watch you get lost in your desire, and I lose my mind. I want nothing more than to bury myself inside of you right now, deep and far, and stay there.”

  Sara clutched onto his head with both hands and arched her body backwards. “Mitch, please. Can’t we? Just this once.”

  Mitch tried to pull away to watch her face. But she clung to him with such urgency, he could barely move. “You want me, baby?” He lifted her blouse up and pulled her bra down under her tits. Causing them to lift in invitation. “Do you want me to fuck you on this desk?”

  Sara drew away from him, gasping for breath. “Yes! Please, Mitch. I’m so hot right now. I want you. I need to feel you inside of me.”

  Her moaning plea was his undoing. “Take off your panties.” He stood up to undo his belt, soon to be followed by his button and zipper of his trousers. “Sit on the desk there, honey.”

  Sara did as she was told and hiked up her skirt to spread herself for him. Her eyes were filled with desire as she reached her hands back on the desk and waited to take all of him.

  Mitch guided his stiff cock to her soaking entrance and stopped just at the threshold before looking at her. “You can’t scream, baby. Not like you did last night, okay?” He ran his thumb along her bottom lip and smirked when she nibbled it. “Promise me, honey. No one can hear us, okay? We need to be more careful from now on.”

  “I promise, whatever you say. Just please do it.”

  He couldn’t help but be fascinated by her. He loved the fact that she wanted him. But the idea that she needed him so badly to the point that she forgot about being self-conscious or insecure, well, that turned him on more than anything else. “You’re such a good girl, honey! Do you want me to fuck you hard? Is that what you need?” He was dying holding out, but he knew that she loved it when he talked dirty to her.

  “Ooh, yes. That, fuck me hard, Mitch.”

  “That’s my girl.” He kissed her and thrust deep inside her. Rocking in and out of her body while digging his fingers into her hips. He drove into her with such a force he worried he might hurt her. But watching her face with her eyes closed, biting on her bottom lip with her mouth closed tightly, he knew she loved it.

  “Jesus. I can’t believe how good you feel. I can’t wait. I’m already gonna come, honey. I’m sorry.” Mitch reached down and flicked his fingers over her clit, massaging it over and over again until her orgasm surrounded his cock with hot wetness. He had asked her not to scream, but he was the one that had to fight the urge when he felt her muscles milking him inside of her.

  He dropped his head on her chest as he heaved, trying to get air. He felt her run one of her hands up his back as the other hand trailed mindlessly through his hair. What was it about her that drove him beyond reason? Beyond any amount of control? He had never desired someone so much that he felt the need to take them no matter where they were. Whatever it was about her, he knew he wasn’t anywhere near getting his fill of her. She was like a drug, and he was quickly becoming an addict.

  Pulling away, he gently ran his fingers down her cheek. “You are amazing, do you know that?”

  She smiled at him and said, “You mentioned something about that last night. But don’t think I’m complaining. You can say it as often as you want.”

  Mitch watched her as she got down from his desk and reached for her panties. “Uh uh,” he said while he buckled his belt. She looked at him for a moment before she held them out for him to grab.

  “Do I ever get to keep panties on?” she teased.

  Mitch shrugged as he helped her fix her blouse. “What can I say? I like you better without them on.”

  Smoothing down her skirt, she responded to his flirting. “Yeah, but if you keep taking all of my panties, I won’t have any left. Then what will I wear?”

  Mitch pulled her close and kissed her once more. “Then my job will be done, and I can rest easy knowing that whenever I want to be inside you, all I have to do is bend you over.”

  “Maybe I’ll start wearing pants?” she taunted.

  He squinted his eyes at her in challenge. “You wouldn’t dare.” He spanked her butt at the threat. “Now quit distracting me, I’ve got work to do.”

  Sara rolled her eyes. “Gosh, I’m sorry, Mitch. I didn’t mean to keep you. I know how put out you must have been.” She picked up her pad of paper and pen and walked toward the door to open it.

  “Wait,” Mitch said before she could leave. She turned to him and waited. “Seven o’clock, okay? I’ve got a late meeting.”

  She smiled. “As if I could refuse you.” She opened the door and left.
Walking past Claudia and one of the law clerks talking on her way to the bathroom, she didn’t notice the icy stare that was aimed at her.

  * * * *

  A little after six o’clock, Mitch raced home. He wanted to take a quick shower before he picked up Sara. He was all set to run to his building’s entrance through the courtyard but glanced up and saw her watering her plants on her balcony.

  He couldn’t let her see him there. She was still unsure of herself. If she knew the reason he had first wanted her was because he had watched her masturbate like some sort of peeping tom, he was sure she would never speak to him again. Let alone let him do other things. And that was just not an option.

  Knowing that she’d see him for sure, he devised a plan. Reaching for his cell phone, he dialed her apartment phone number. And as if on cue, he watched as she went back inside. Running to his apartment, he got to the door just before she answered.

  “Hello?”

  “Hey, gorgeous. What are you wearing?” Mitch whispered seductively.

  Sara laughed. “Well, I’ll tell you what I’m not wearing. Panties. It’s weird, but I seem to be missing a couple of pairs.”

  “Touché.” Mitch laughed. “Just wanted to hear your sexy voice, honey. I’ll see you soon.” He hung up.

  Sara looked at the phone for a minute. “That’s strange.” She said before going back to watering her plants.

  * * * *

  Mitch showed up at seven o’clock on the nose. And it was not a moment too soon. Sara had been remembering their afternoon delight all day, and it made her horny as all hell. She didn’t know what it was about him. But she feared, as well as relished, that he may have unleashed a mad woman. Which is why when she opened the door, she pulled him inside and kissed him ardently.

  Startled by her dominance, Mitch faltered for a second, but just for a second. Then he grabbed her head and kissed her with as much urgency, if not more. At the sound of one of her erotic moans, he reached his hand down under her skirt and felt the dampness of her panties.