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He stood up, and I had to admit that it was a lot more impressive when he did it. Probably something to do with the fact that he was more than a foot taller than me.

“I’m done talking about your work, but I’m not done with you.”

That should have been menacing. It shouldn’t have been hot.

“And what is it you plan on doing with me?” I crossed my arms and tried not to look like my panties were getting wet. Treacherous body.

He came around the desk and stood in front of me, well within arm’s reach, but he kept his hands to himself. For now, he kept only to words, and those slipped over my skin like warm water.

“I’m going to teach you some respect.” His low voice rumbled over me even as his gaze caressed my body. “And you’re going to enjoy every minute of it.” He paused, and then amended, “Well, most of it. Sometimes new things are…disconcerting before they’re pleasurable.”

His vocabulary kept surprising me.

“First, I’m going to blindfold you so you’ll have no choice but to wait to find out what I’m going to do to you.”

A shiver went down my spine.

“Then I’m going to have you turn around in that chair, put your knees on the seat, bend over the back, pull down those snug pants and panties…”

I swallowed hard.

“Once I have you how I want you, I’ll open the door to my office. People should be gone, but if they’re not, all they’ll need to do is come down this hall to see me fuck you.”

My pulse raced. I couldn’t decide if he was joking or not. Not about any of it. And I didn’t know how I felt about any of it. I did, however, have a feeling that if I didn’t walk out that door right now, I was going to find out, one way or another.

Thirty-Two

Nate

I never mindedwomen with passion, but defiance had always been too complicated for the straightforward arrangements I wanted. Dominating strong women was appealing, and Ashlee was one of the strongest I’d met. I didn’t know why I kept pushing her, testing her limits.

She was right about everything. About our conversation that morning. About the fact that I was complaining about parts of her work that she most likely hadn’t been told to do. I’d done it on purpose, intentionally provoking her until she finally snapped. When she had, it’d been more of a rush than any sort of planned seduction from any woman I’d ever been with. And every woman I’d been with had planned their seductions from the shade of their lipstick to whatever lingerie they had or hadn’t been wearing.

Ashlee wasn’t like that. She’d flirted with me, but it hadn’t been seduction. There was a difference between the two, and I was surprised at how much I liked that difference. About as surprised as I was at how much I liked Ashlee and couldn’t get her out of my head.

Maybe this would finally do it. Maybe if I pushed her right up to her limit and got to see her enjoy that, maybe I would finally get her out of my head.

Because that was what I wanted. Her out of my head and just doing her job so I could do mine. I wanted to be able to concentrate instead of thinking about all the ways I could tie her up, the things I could do to her, the things I could have her do to me.

First, we’d start with what I wanted here and now.

I loosened my tie, raising my eyes to meet hers. I didn’t tell her to leave. I didn’t tell her if she stayed, I was going to do everything I’d just told her I wanted to do. She’d been with me twice now. She knew me well enough when it came to sex that she knew how to stop me, and she knew that if she didn’t say the word, we were going to fuck again.

Color flooded her cheeks, and her pupils dilated. The sharp intake of breath when I pulled the tie off told me that this desire wasn’t one-sided. She might not like me, but she definitely wanted me.

I could work with that.

I moved with a slow deliberateness that she watched but didn’t try to stop. Neither one of us spoke, and I wondered if she felt the same sort of reluctance as I did, a feeling that if either of us said a word, this spell would be broken and this opportunity would disappear.

My fingertips brushed her skin as I wrapped my tie around her head, covering her eyes as thoroughly as any blindfold. This wasn’t my first time using a tie in sex games. It was always a convenient prop, though I’d rarely had to use it in an improvised situation. The fact that I hadn’t planned any of these encounters wasn’t lost on me.

I took her hand and turned her toward the chair, using my hands to guide her up onto the seat. Even over her clothes, the feel of her curves made my already-interested cock thicken. Once she was settled, I ran my hand down her spine and over that amazing ass of hers. I’d been her first in a lot of ways, and the thought of being the first to take her ass made my mind immediately pipe up that there was yet another fantasy I wanted to fulfill with her. Maybe tonight wouldn’t be the end after all.

I walked backward toward the door, wanting to watch her thoughts cross her face when she realized I actually planned to open my office door. She would have no way of knowing that just how far I left it open would depend on whether or not other employees were still in the building. If Roma – or any of the other women I’d been with – had been the one on the chair, I might’ve considered leaving the door wide open, no matter who was out there. Well, probably not here, since this was my place of business, but it would’ve been because of that, not out of any need to keep her safe from prying eyes.

Yet another way Ashlee was different from the others. The idea of anyone seeing her, seeing us, bothered me. I wanted to believe it was just because she worked for me, and I wanted to keep sex separate from our professional lives, but I knew it was more than that. I was the only person who’d gotten to see this side of Ashlee, and I wanted to keep it that way.

I pushed aside the little voice that suggested it might be more than that.

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