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“I can’t believe you just did that.”

“Why not? I want every part of you,” I say, pressing my mouth to hers. She kisses me back, and between each touch of my lips to hers, I say, “Can you taste yourself on me?”

Her neck and chest is a pretty pink, and I’m sure underneath her make-up would be the same. “We shouldn’t have done that,” she whispers, suddenly unwilling to meet my gaze.

I don’t fucking like that one bit.Does she regret what we did?I don’t want her to have a single question in her mind. I place my finger under her chin, gently tilting her head back so she can look at me. “Yeah, we fucking should have.”

I plan on doing it as often as she’ll allow.

“It’s not setting a very good example, is it? Youpromote me to manager, and my first action is to let my boss finger me in the office.”

I lean into her, pressing my hardness against her. “You’re lucky that’s all we’ve done. There’s so much more I want to do to you.”

I grind against her, and she lets out a whimper, but before I can duck my head again to kiss her, she places her fingers over my mouth. “Not here. Not like this.”

She’s not saying not ever, which makes me smile. “Whatever you say, darlin’. You think you can work one last shift before sitting behind this desk?”

She nods. “But you still can’t be kissing me at work. I don’t want people to think I got this job because I’m sleeping with the boss.”

I smirk. “Let anyone dare fucking say that in my hearing.”

“Mace, I’m being serious. I’m already out of my depth with this. I really don’t know anything about managing a team.”

I kiss her forehead and feel her melt beneath the touch. “I’ll teach you everything you need to know.”

EIGHTEEN

MAYLIE

“That would never happen!”

Toby flings his hand towards the TV, irritated by the pseudoscience in the movie we’re watching. My brother hates school, but he’s weirdly good at physics.

“You don’t have to analyse everything. Just enjoy it for what it is.”

I throw a cushion at him, which he catches and tosses back. I snatch it awkwardly out of the air and shake my head at him before I go back to watching the movie.

I try to concentrate on the plot, but all I can think about is what Mace did to me last night. I’ve touched myself—of course, I have, because a girl has needs—but I’ve never had a man in my most private places.

I can’t even fathom how it happened. One minute, we were talking, and the next, his fingers were inside my…pussy… atwork. I’m sure there are a hundred rules we broke, and it’s probably a good thing the club doesn’t have an HR department because we’d both be in trouble.

As amazing as it felt—and it was amazing, and I haveno idea how he got me off that fast—I can’t allow it to happen again.

Especially now I’ve been promoted. I don’t know the entire details of what my salary is going to be as manager, but no other business would ever take me on in that kind of position. I intend to take full advantage of the opportunity that is being given to me, and that means nothing more can happen between me and Mace. I don’t know what the rest of his club would think about what we did, but I don’t want to be labelled as the office bike.

Considering that’s the first time I’ve ever had a man’s fingers inside me, I don’t think that’s going to happen.

I ignore that voice in my head. Whether or not I think it will happen, people make their own assumptions. I’m already dreading Bella finding out that I’ve been promoted. She’s worked at Temptation far longer than I have. If anyone should have been made manager, it should have been her. I’m anxious that this decision may impact our friendship. She’s one of the few people I have in my life, and I don’t want to lose her.

My mind drifts back to Mace and the way I’d felt when he was touching me, when he was kissing me. I’m pretty sure I just stood there like a cold fish. Does he think I’m weird? Should I have done more?

What’s going to happen when he finds out I’m a virgin?

He’ll probably run for the hills.

No man like him wants to teach someone like me how to be good at sex.

Maybe I don’t tell him.

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