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arched her back, moving back against his hand as he stroked in and out with his fingers.
    “Hmm, yeah, you do like this. That’s my girl. Let yourself go. Be yourself. You’re with me, and I keep your secrets.” He slid the hand at her clit up to cup her breast and tweaked the nipple again.
    She let out a little moan, her breath beginning to come in shallow gasps.
    “Okay, Lauren, stand still for a moment.” His hands left her.
    Her insides were buzzing with electricity. At this point, all thoughts about the job were forgotten. The only thing whizzing through her mind was having Justice Cane take her, having him control her.
    The sound of him removing his pants, his belt jangling, came from behind her. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, to wait.
    Then he was behind her again, his cock sliding between her thighs, hot and silky smooth.
    “Please,” she uttered, moving her hips back against him.
    “What do you want, Lauren? You have to tell me. Tell me now,”
    he commanded.
    She let out a little whine. “Please…fuck me.”
    “Oh God,” he said, groaning. Then he was inside her in one forceful stroke.

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    “Yes!” she cried out, splaying her hands on the desktop.
    His hands clutched her hips, each stroke pounding into her deeper.
    “Fuck me, Lauren.”
    She braced her feet and met him thrust for thrust, her breath coming in great, deep gasps. His shaft seared her insides, branding her with lusty heat. Each thrust rocked her to her core, sending her closer to the edge.
    The tingling began, a tickle at first, then building into an electric sizzle that coiled inside her. The sound of him pounding into her, the slap of skin against skin, filled her ears. “I’m gonna…gonna…” she choked out.
    “Come, Lauren! Come now!” he told her.
    And the rush of pleasure drowned her, her hot sheath clutching him, milking him, sending sensation along every nerve of her body.
    “Yessssss!” she screamed, throwing her head back.
    “Aw God,” Justice yelled, tensing, spilling himself inside her, digging his fingers into her hips.
    Lauren collapsed, her arms giving way. She gulped, trying to catch her breath.
    Justice released her hips and stepped away from her, his breath coming in rough gasps. “Damn,” he said. “That was—”
    “Amazing,” she finished for him. She straightened, smoothing the skirt of her dress down over her backside. She turned as he was putting his pants back on.
    Buckling his belt, he looked up at her and smiled. He took a step toward her and wrapped his arms around her.
    Their lips met in a tender kiss.
    “This,” he said, leaning his forehead against hers, “is bonding.”

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    Christelle Mirin

    Chapter Five

    Lauren couldn’t believe what had just transpired between them.
    What had she been thinking? She had given in to Justice so easily it was like—well—she was easy.
    She dropped down on the couch, a hard knot forming in her stomach. “Oh my goodness,” she said, placing her trembling fingers to her lips.
    Justice sat down beside her, concern etched on his face. “What’s wrong? Lauren, are you all right?”
    Unshed tears stung her eyes. “I-I can’t believe we-we—” She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes, she met his gaze levelly. “That was very unprofessional of me. I hope you won’t allow my actions to affect your decision to hire me.” She laced her fingers together and rested her hands in her lap, both feet firmly on the floor. It was extremely hard to hold her head high when her panties were lying on the floor in front of her new boss’s desk.
    “Hey, what happened?” Justice asked, placing his hand over hers.
    “Just a few moments ago, you were ready to share yourself with me.
    Now you’re all tense.”
    Lauren let out a little laugh. “I admit I am so attracted to you that my judgment flew right out the window, but I can’t believe everyone in this firm is willing to share all of themselves to