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As I remove the tie that had been impeding her sight, Anisten’s eyes widen, and a smile takes over her face. It’s more of a smirk and it challenges me.No one has ever challenged me.My mouth hovers over her lips. I can’t hold back, and I crash my mouth with hers. She gives into my control as I let her have a taste. I unwrap the bindings from her hands near her fanned-out hair. And the moans leaving her lips make my cock strain against my slacks.

I retreat, enough that my eyes lock onto her emerald orbs. “I’m going to fuck you now, Heaven. You okay with that?” She’s quiet, giving me a bob of her head.

“Words, Heaven. You need to use words, and feel free to call me Sir while you’re at it.” She nods her head like the good girl she’s attempting to be.

But in them, her eyes sparkle with mischief. “Yes, Sir,” she replies, her tone elevated, a tease in her words.

“That’s it. Speak when spoken to. But don’t worry, I can keep you quiet with my cock.”

Her face reddens. She’s not a born sub, but she remains quiet. I unbutton my dress shirt, tossing it to the floor, and pull my tee over my back. “Goddamnit, I can’t wait to push into your sweet pussy, baby.”

I rise up from her body, dropping my pants, and my raging cock pops to attention. “I’ve wanted you all night, Heaven.”

“Come get me; I’m not going anywhere.” And that’s when I know I’m a goner when it comes to this woman in front of me.

“Heaven, you’re pushing your luck, giving me commands.”

I don’t allow her enough time to respond. I’m quick with my condom and begin straddling her one last time. With a swipe of her clit, she’s wet, so fucking wet for me. I push into her quickly, and she rolls her head back.

“You have permission to speak, Heaven.”

“Oh, god. I won’t break. Fuck me hard.”

This woman’s words speed up my need to take her fast, and it’s what I do, each thrust deeper and deeper. I won’t last.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she cries, and I wonder if anybody walking by her room will hear us. “I’m close, so close.”

Another thrust and we both find our release in each other. It’s when I realize, this girl is like no other. And I’m positive one night with Anisten Atkins will never be enough.

CHAPTERONE

Iopen the door to my brownstone apartment looking over Lake Michigan. When I’d boarded a plane for my cousin’s wedding two days ago, a one-night stand, involving the hottest sex in my life, wasn’t an idea I could conjure up even if given a chance. I didn’t expect him to still be in my room when my eyes opened just minutes before my alarm was set to go off. I slipped out of bed, my plane back to Chicago scheduled to leave at five in the morning.

I quickly pulled my packed carry-on behind me, throwing on a pair of yoga pants and a sweatshirt over my frizzy golden hair. Leaving without the awkward goodbye had been my only goal, as I pulled my hair into a messy bun, catching the first taxi I could flag down.

It had taken me six hours to get home from Seattle. I’ll never see the man who dominated me for one night. I’m always in control. It had been uncharacteristic of me to give the power to another as I did with the man with no name.

Who knew role-playing could be as fun as it had been with him? But given I’ll never set my eyes on his beautiful face again, my night of playing a submissive is over.

I could call my cousin, Jewel, to ask for more information about the man with no name.Mainly his name.I’d told him who I was, but I liked not knowing his. It made it a little more thrilling, which my life lacks.

Turning my wrist over, my watch reveals it’s barely two in the afternoon. I could take a nap or start on my next case. Moving toward my home office and powering up my computer, I search the case’s parameters, the client, and the charges filed against him. It had fallen to me, the environmental expert of our firm.

Before leaving for Jewel’s wedding, my paralegal shared the files for my review. An environmental engineering firm is being sued by environmentalists, claiming the firm dumped pollution into one of the Great Lakes.

The company, De Santos Inc., is accused of going against waste and elimination regulations. The business prides itself on environmentally friendly practices. They have thousands of customers throughout the world, and their main service is promising safe and green ways to eliminate waste, especially items that can be harmful to the Earth if not disposed of properly.

They’re well-known, at least to us in the environmental community, that others call tree huggers. I can’t imagine De Santos Inc. would take the chance at such a risky move, considering it’s their livelihood. The more I search their practices, the more I see there’s a chance at winning. Unlike other lawyers, I typically won’t take a case where they’re so guilty I can smell it.

I need more research, and I fire off an email to my paralegal, asking her to reach out to Mr. De Santos and his in-house legal team. It’s time to meet the man behind the company and get his complete story, and when I do, I’ll be better equipped to answer their question. Will I take the case or not?

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“Caroline,” I call out, and her shoes scrape on the tile floor as she brings her body to a complete halt, all in four-inch heels.

“Yes, Ms. Atkins.” I’ve been working with Caroline for over five years. She’s too formal and will only call me Ms.

“I’d rather not meet in the conference room.” I point to the middle of the office, where a hefty sofa, a coffee table, and a love seat takes up just a fraction of my corner office. “Since it’s an informal meeting, let’s have it here.”

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