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crotch even as she made her feeble protest.
    “I have to do this,” he rumbled. “I have to imprint myself on you. Let everyone know you’re mine. Let whoever this is realise what a foolish thing he’s doing. Jesus, you don’t know how I felt when you called and said you’d gotten another note.”
    “I’m yours?” Her eyes widened as she focused on the one phrase. “But we hardly—”
    “I don’t think it’s something either of us can deny, Regan. You know it as well as I do.”
    The raw need in his voice made her even more aroused. “You knew it the minute we met last night, just like I did. And certainly after the first time we fucked. Right?”
    She swallowed. God, what was happening to her? Everything in her well-organised life was spinning out of control. And, for some unknown reason, she had no desire to stop it, at least where it came to Brian Spencer. It seemed just inconceivable that she, Regan Matthews, commonsense individual, hard-nosed and hard-assed, was falling in lust—or whatever it was—so instantly with a man she didn’t even know. But he was telling the truth. It happened and she knew it.
    “R-right.”
    She barely had the words out of her mouth before he had her skirt up around her waist, her pantyhose down around her ankles and had lifted her to her desk. Impatiently, he yanked her pantyhose off one foot, dug in his wallet for a condom and rolled it on.
    “No time for foreplay today, darlin’. If I’m not inside you in two seconds, I’ll explode.”
    He bent and lapped at her cunt, testing her moisture. “Shit, you’re already wet and ready for me.”
    He paused with the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy, gripped her hips, and pushed himself inside.
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    “Oh, God,” she moaned and thrust her hips at him, clutching at his arms.
    “Wrap your legs around me,” he commanded.
    At that moment, the buzzer on Regan’s intercom sounded.
    “Shit.” Brian bit down on her lip. “Don’t answer it.”
    “I have to.” Regan could hardly catch her breath. “It’s probably Sharon, our secretary. If I ignore it, she’ll come banging on the door.”
    Brian swore again and shifted her body so she could reach the phone.
    “Yes?” She hoped her voice sounded calmer to the secretary than it did to her. She had no idea where her control came from with desire racing through her body like a runaway train.
    “Sam Franklin says you’re locked up in your office with that man who pushed his way in earlier.” Sharon’s voice held just a touch of acid. “Are you all right? What’s going on? You have a deposition in five minutes.”
    “Lisa Jensen’s taking it for me.” Her voice rose slightly as Brian rolled his hips. “I have something urgent to take care of. Hold all my calls for right now.” She dropped the received in place before Sharon could say anything else. “I’ll pay for that,” she mumbled, her mouth against Brian’s neck. “Besides being a man-eater, she’s the queen of bitches. She only keeps her job because she’s so damn good at it.”
    “You told her this was urgent. We’d better get to it.”
    He pressed his mouth against hers, forcing his tongue inside and scorching her flesh with it as he began to pump steadily in and out of her. Her body seemed to remember him as the muscles of her pussy automatically stretched to accommodate him and clutched at his shaft.
    “Ah, darlin’,” he rasped. “Are you too sore? I should have thought about that, but my dick doesn’t have a brain.”
    “I-I’m fine,” she gasped. “Don’t you dare stop.”
    “I couldn’t if I wanted to. Which I don’t. Jesus, it feels like you’re squeezing my cock.
    Keep those tight cunt muscles flexing just like that.”
    The orgasm ripped at them so quickly and with such force Regan couldn’t breathe. If not for Brian’s corded arms holding her, she was sure she would have flown apart, shattering NIGHT MOVES
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