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the years, he’d doctored the reports on Rinolli before handing his ‘findings’ over to Justin and the Board of Directors. He and Justin had worked together for so long, the poor bastard hadn’t needed much more convincing before he’d agreed to invest.
    So when the entire scheme had gone belly up, Stan was finally able to place the blame for the company’s fine straits on someone else’s doorstep. He knew what he was doing was risky. Having someone new come in could ruin the entire thing. But in just a few weeks he’d be able to leave the country and it wouldn’t matter one way or the other. As an extra measure he’s made sure that Justin hired Rei as his replacement. The girl was smart enough to get the job done, but not smart enough to figure out what was going on until it was too late.
    It was why he loved her.
    She was good, just not good enough.
    The only problem was that she was nosy. He hadn’t liked coming in to work that morning only to realize that she’d printed out some of the files hidden away on his work computer. How she’d figured out the password and undone the file encryption was something he’d never understand. She must have had some help. It was the only explanation.
    Maybe Justin was more suspicious than he’d given him credit for. Maybe he’d already figured everything out and simply needed proof. Or maybe someone else in the company had blown the whistle on Stan and Rei was just a front while the police built a case against him.
    Stanly Williams didn’t like anomalies.
    They made things complicated.
    Made life hard.
    There was a trick to handling them.
    If they refused to go away on their own, you had to make them disappear.
     
     
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    It was hard to stay silent with his tongue between her legs. If she hadn’t placed a hand over her mouth, her cries would have alerted everyone outside of the office to what was going on. Though why she was worried about secrecy when he had her pressed against his office window was beyond her. Her shirt was gaping wide open and her breasts were pressed flush against the cool glass. He was kneeling behind her, hands spreading the cheeks of her ass wide so that he clean the dripping folds of her pussy with his mouth. 
    With every thrust of his tongue inside of her sensitive folds, she felt her body jerk, legs growing entangled in the pants currently pooled around her ankles. Her free hand searched for purchase, but could find none against the glass. So instead she found herself gripping her own nipple, twisting it between thumb and forefinger and shuddering as the sensations combined to stoke the fire already raging in her womb.
    She could feel the slightly rough glide of his tongue tickling her clit, the warmth of his breath against her cunt and anus. All beneath her was wet heat, and she found herself grinding down against the sensation. Aching for that deeper touch, that rough thrust that would finally drive her over the edge. But he didn’t give it to her. Instead he left her there, hovering, while he examined other parts of her.
    Cool air, and then a shocked cry once his tongue found the rose of her anus. She surged against the office window, body growing rigid but he simply chuckled beneath her and continued his ministrations. It was both soothing and strange, and just when she felt her muscles relax his forefinger was pushing at the virgin entrance. Testing it. She bit her lip but a sob escaped anyway.
    He pulled away, rising to his feet and allowing his hands to travel up along her hips and sides while he drug his mouth in slow increments up the curve of her spine.
    “Later.” He whispered in her ear, and it was both a question and a promise.
    Before she could respond there was a knock on the door.
    “I didn’t have time to lock it.” She told him, instantly flustered.
    Cursing beneath his breath he called out,
    “What is it Stan?”
    Her hands were shaking so hard she could barely button up her top, but she still paused