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“I—I do,” she admitted. “This isn’t right. We are going to be working together,” she said.

“It feels right to me,” he said, letting his fingers slide over the head of his shaft. He moaned and tossed back his head, loving the way that she watched his every move. It was sexy as sin the way she didn’t take her eyes off of him, as if she couldn’t get enough.

“That’s so hot,” she murmured. Nova took a few steps into his office and quietly shut the door behind herself. She had made up her mind—she was going to stay. The question was, would she participate or just watch him?

“Come closer,” he prompted.

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea or not,” Nova countered. So, she was just going to watch him then. It was a step in the right direction, even if his cock was screaming at him that it wanted her to be the one rubbing her hands all over it.

“I can’t stop thinking about you, Nova. You in that little black dress last night turned me inside out with need. Hell, seeing you standing in my office in that sexy business suit you’re wearing is a complete turn-on. Tell me you feel the same way about me, honey. Do you want me too?” he asked.

He loved the way her cheeks tinted a cute pink color when he asked her his question. “I do,” she admitted, her voice husky and so fucking sexy. “I know that it’s not professional to admit it, but I do.”

“Come here, Nova,” he ordered. He didn’t care if they were breaking every rule in his fucking handbook, he needed her close. He wanted to touch her.

She sauntered across the room and practically stood over him, not taking her eyes off of him and she was so fucking sexy. Her breath hitched when he ran his hand up her sexy legs and under her pencil skirt. He was sure that once he got to her panties, he’d find them drenched, but the joke was on him because she wasn’t wearing panties.

He gasped when his fingers slid into her pussy. “No panties?” he asked.

“No,” she breathed. “I don’t wear them—ever.”

“Good,” he said. “I don’t either. I like it that you’re a bit naughty, Nova,” he whispered. She smiled down at him and when he let his thumb circle her clit, she moaned and leaned into him.

“I need you to give me the words, honey. I need to know that you want this and that you’re consenting to me touching you,” he said. Maybe it was the lawyer in him or maybe it was his need to hear how much she wanted him. Either way, if she didn’t give him the words, this all would stop here and now. Alex stopped playing with her clit and she mewled out her frustration.

“Please,” she whimpered. “It’s been so long since anyone touched me like that.”

“Give me the words, Nova,” he repeated.

“I give you consent to touch me, Alex. I want you to touch me, I need it, please.” Hearing her beg him to touch her made him want to toss her onto his desk and take her right there, but first, he wanted to play with her a bit more.

“How long has it been for you, Nova?” he asked.

“Almost six years,” she said. “That was the last time that my ex touched me. I haven’t been with a man since.”

“Fuck,” Alex spat. He felt like one damn lucky son-of-a-bitch that she was allowing him to be the one to touch her after such a long, dry spell.

Alex hiked her skirt up her thighs, leaving her bare pussy on display and she was even more beautiful than he had imagined if that was even possible. “You are so hot, honey,” he whispered. “Come here, sit on my lap.” She didn’t hesitate to accept his command. Nova climbed onto his lap, straddling his cock and when she slid over his shaft without him giving the order, he didn’t want to stop her. She fully seated herself onto his cock and when she threw back her head and moaned, he knew that he was a goner.

Alex kissed his way up her neck and when he got to her lips, she wrapped her arms around his neck, taking over the kiss. Nova covered his mouth with her own, licking her way past his lips. He was sure that he’d never been with anyone hotter than her. She wasn’t shy and timid—she was hot as fuck and naughty to boot. He couldn’t get enough of her—the way she kissed him, taking what she wanted from him, and God, the way she rode him like she couldn’t get enough of him.

She came, crying out his name and when he couldn’t take any more of her tight pussy milking his cock, he found his release, shouting out her name as he came. “Shit,” he growled. “I forgot the condom.” He never forgot to use a condom, but with Nova walking in on him, he lost his damn mind.

“If it helps,” she breathed. “I’m on the pill.”

“But you just said you haven’t had sex for six years,” he challenged.

“Right, but it helps regulate my cycles. I have other issues that I need to be on the pill for,” she said. He was delving into her personal life, and although that was exactly where he wanted to be, he didn’t feel right asking about her personal medical history—especially not with her still seated on his cock.

“I’m covered if that’s what you’re worried about,” she said.

He nodded, “Good,” he said. “I never forget the condom, but I guess you finding me in here made me a little bit crazy. I’ll do better next time.”

“Next time?” she asked.

“There is going to be a next time, right honey?” he asked. Nova stood and righted her skirt.

“Do you have a restroom that I can use in here? I don’t want to go back out there like this with people coming in to work for the day. They’ll know what we did,” she said.

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