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“If I say no, are you going to spank me?” I turn to stare into his eyes and press my hands against his chest. “Are you going to put me over your lap and spank me?”

“Why would you think that?” he asks innocently, his eyes sparkling, teasing me. He thinks he’s in control here, and I want to put him in his place.

“Because you took off your belt.” I step back and undo the top button of my shirt, watching as his eyes widen. Then I shift my skirt up and head to his desk. I bend forward, look back over my shoulder, and motion to him. “I’m waiting,” I say breathlessly.

He stares at me in shock, then heads over to me. He comes up behind me, and I can feel my heart racing. I place my head forward and wait. I feel his hand on my ass, rubbing softly.

“That didn’t even hurt,” I say softly, and he grunts. I feel him pulling my skirt all the way up. The cool air brushes past my legs and ass. My entire body is trembling, and I wonder what he’s thinking. I’m wearing a black thong, and I know he can see most of my ass cheeks. I feel his thumb run down my crack, and he lightly slaps my ass. I let out a low moan and grip the table. I cannot believe this is happening.

“Is that all you got?” I tease him, looking back again. He smirks and taps my ass a little harder. It stings, but it doesn’t hurt. Then I feel his fingers rubbing up and down and suddenly, they are between my legs, and he’s rubbing my clit. I gasp as my panties grow wet. He slips a finger inside and rubs for a secondbefore he mumbles something under his breath and pulls them back. He grabs my hips and pulls me back quickly, and I feel him push up behind me, his huge bulge rubbing against me. I gasp at the feel of his hardness. All he would have to do is unzip and thrust and that would be it. I close my eyes and wait. Suddenly, he pulls back and pulls me back up, off the desk.

“We shouldn’t do this.” He brushes my lips with his thumb as I pull my skirt down. “Get back to work. It’s going to be a long night.”

I just stare at him in confusion, not really sure what’s going on. And then he grins and sniffs his fingers before licking them.

“I’m a dirty man, Juniper. Don’t offer what you’re not willing to give,” he whispers in my ear, and I press my body against his.

“Don’t tease if you’re not willing to play,” I whisper against his lips. “And don’t assume that just because you sniff, you can eat.” I lick my lips slowly. “Maybe all you’ll ever get is a crumb... Maybe this entrée will never be available to you.” We stare at each other for a few moments, and I think I’ve won, until I feel his hand creeping up my shirt, slipping under my bra and playing with my breast. My heart races as I stand there, and then he slips his hand further down, past my skirt, inside my panties, and he rubs. I hold on to his arms tightly, moaning slightly as he plays with me.

He grins as my breathing grows faster, and my body starts trembling. He withdraws his fingers and sucks on them before returning to his desk. “I can have a four-course meal if I want, Juniper. I think we both know that.” He turns on his laptop and looks at his watch. “Now, back to work. We have a lot to do.”

I don’t say anything as I walk back to my desk, my panties soaked. I’m not sure what just happened, but I know that my insides feel like they are going to explode.

Chapter Sixteen

Remington

“Remington, why didn't you tell me that you had a thing for?—”

“I don’t,” I interrupt Liam. “It’s not what you think.” I stare at Liam and ignore the voice in my head that says that I have more than just a thing for her. Fuck, I want her more than I’ve ever wanted another woman in my life.

“I’m not sure that you know what I’m thinking,” Liam says as he leans back against the chair he’s sitting in. He gives me a knowing look, and I frown at the way his lips are twisted.

“I know you probably think that I decided to tell Juniper that we had an important case today because I wanted to see her, but that's really not what happened.”

He stares at me for a couple of seconds, nodding slowly. “Sure, it’s not.”

“It's not. I just?—”

“You didn't want her to go on a date.” He smirks.

“What are you talking about?”

“She told me that she was supposed to go on a first date with some guy named Marco, and it seemed like she was really excited about it. But suddenly, we have to work tonight.” He stares at me. “And seeing as there is no work date on our calendar, I have to believe that you wanted to stop the date she had.”

I slap my hand against my thigh and then lean back. “Look, I'm only going to tell you this because I want to tell you exactly what's going on.” I clear my throat as he nods slowly. “But I was actually trying to help Juniper.”

“You what?” He blinks at me and rubs his forehead. “How are you trying to help Juniper by making her work on a Friday night instead of going on a hot date?”

“Because this guy, Marco, is not a good guy. He seems like a loser. And I don't want her to get into a relationship with someone who is not good enough for her.”

“Oh,” he says. “So, you know him?”

“Do I know him?”

Liam repeats. “You know Marco, right? Obviously, you must know him if you know he is a loser.”

“No, I don’t actually know him. But she did tell me some things about him. And as a top attorney, I am able to decipher clues and analyze information. And I know when someone is good or bad.”

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