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unlike anything he’d ever experienced. He swallowed her curves in his hands, pulling her tighter against his body.
    Seconds before he lost himself, Sebastian tore his mouth from hers and twirled her around. Chest heaving, he trapped her in his arms.
    â€œWhy’d you stop?” she demanded.
    Because taking advantage of this situation would come back to haunt him later. She wove her hips from side to side in a way that drove him half out of his mind. He groaned.
    â€œWhat are you doing to me?” Fanning the fingers of one hand on her pelvis, he pulled her snug against his erection.
    â€œIf you don’t know, maybe I’m not doing it right.”
    He set his mouth against her neck and sucked gently, marking her. “You’re doing just fine.”
    â€œDo you need me to tell you what to do next?”
    Damn her for making him smile. “No, I think I’ve got that covered.”
    He gathered her dress in his hands, bunching the material in slow increments. The hem crept up her thighs as she gulped in air. When her legs were exposed to the top of the stockings, Sebastian stopped what he was doing and grazed his fingertips along the very edge of the nylon a hairbreadth from her bare skin.
    What was his ordinary assistant doing in clothing this provocative? “Sexy, sexy woman. You’re driving me mad.”
    Missy murmured something unintelligible.
    He didn’t ask her to repeat it. Instead, he let his hands wander upward. Contact between his caressing fingertips and her bare skin threatened the semblance of control he’d recaptured.
    â€œSebastian.”
    Frustration filled every syllable of his name as it slipped from her lips. He sympathized. He ached for her in ways he’d never imagined. He drifted a light caress upward over the triangle of silk that covered her mound. Scarce inches below, her heat called.
    â€œAre you sure about this, sweetheart?” He traced her panty’s edge. His heart thundered against his ribs. “Because if I go any further, I won’t be able to stop.”
    Truer words had never been spoken.
    â€œTouch me,” she begged, a catch in her voice.
    Sebastian slid his fingers lower, aiming for the soft, wet center of her. Despite the throbbing in his groin, he stopped short of his goal. His muscles shook with effort while he forced himself to consider the consequences of what he was about to do. This was Missy. They’d worked together as professionals for four years. What if there was no going back from this? Where did that leave him? Leave them?
    â€œSebastian, please.”
    She squirmed in his grasp. His control wavered. He tried to hold on while rational thought melted as fast as an ice cube in hell.
    Her palms came to rest against his thighs. The bite of her fingers against his legs sparked stars in his vision. Her frank sensuality excited him. So did her wanton gyrations.
    â€œSebastian.” She seized his hand and pressed it against her hot flesh.
    With a jubilant roar his carnal side broke free. Surrendering to instinct, Sebastian slipped his fingers between her thighs, applying the perfect amount of pressure to make her cry out. Satisfaction detonated inside him. He intended to make her come. He needed to take back the power she’d stolen with her sexy transformation.
    She ascended fast. Faster than he’d anticipated. Great breaths turned her lungs into bellows as she neared the top. Her orgasm hit her so hard she almost took him with her. He’d never experienced anything as incredible as the feel of her as she abandoned all control to him and came apart in his arms.
    To his dismay, Sebastian’s knees lost strength. He knelt and supported Missy as she sagged, easing her to the floor. Once she was flat on her back, he followed her to the carpet, pressing her breasts beneath his chest. Linking their fingers, he set their joined hands beside her head and surveyed her flushed cheeks and unfocused