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gripping the back of his head, forcing him deeper inside of me.
    “Oh God,” I cry out, lifting my leg. My hips buck as his tongue circles my spot. I’m so close to climaxing but I don’t want this feeling to end. “Yes!” My legs tremble as I hold onto his head with both hands. I force him against me, and then force him away when I can’t take anymore.
    He glances up at me, his eyes laughing as he gets to his feet. He leans in, caressing my face as he kisses me. My taste is all over him and I love it. I bite my lip, unable to keep myself from smiling.
    “Can I get dressed now?” I ask, suddenly feeling shy. He laughs and leans down to retrieve my dress. He holds it over my head, helping it slip past my shoulders before he zips up the back.
    “These I’m going to keep,” he mumbles, shoving my underwear in his pocket.
    **
    It takes me a few minutes to regain my composure. I excuse myself for the ladies’ room, making my way across the room. Inside the safety of a stall, I breathe out, my mind still processing the intensity of what I’d just experienced. I’m about to exit the cubicle when a familiar voice catches my attention.
    “Can you believe he’s putting her to work here?” She lets out a harsh laugh. “As if that spoiled brat knows anything about real work.”
    “It’s a good thing if she’s here, right? You know, easier to study the competition, find a way to bring her down.”
    “Sure, but God, it’s so hard pretending to be nice to her when all I want to do is gouge her buggy little eyes out.”
    “Calm down, Scar,” her companion snorts. “She has nothing on you, and eventually he’s gonna realize how much better he can do.”
    My blood boils. I have to hold myself back from flinging the door open and confronting her. That two-faced little bitch. I knew I couldn’t trust her. I hold my breath and wait for them to leave before I storm out of the stall. Turning on the taps, I splash cold water over my face, trying to calm myself down. If I go out there like this, Roman will know something is up.
    I reach into my purse and retrieve my phone. Clicking Coop’s number, I go to type a text and then remember our argument. I hate it when we fight. He’s my best friend, the only person I can bitch to about anything. Why do things have to be so damn complicated?
    I march back over to Roman, a smile on my face—which falters slightly when I see Scarlett hanging off his arm.
    “I’ve been talking to Scar about you working here. She thinks it’s a great idea.”
    I bet she fucking does .
    “Great,” I say instead, gritting my teeth. “I can’t wait to get to know you a little better, Scarlett.”
    “We’re going to have so much fun,” Scarlett gushes, flashing her huge, fake smile at me. “Roman wanted to put you into accounts, but I told him your talents would be totally wasted out back. You need to be in the front, interacting with people.”
    “Well, if there’s one thing I know how to work, it’s people,” I reply, sliding my hand into Roman’s. “Right, honey?”
    “That you do,” he chuckles. “Come on.” He bends down, his tongue hitting my neck. “Let’s go have some fun.”
    **
    I’m in a much better mood after our little adventure, and it barely falters when Roman glances at his phone and tells me he has to take a business call. He seems stressed, but I’m too buzzed to question why. Besides, compared to the last few weeks, his behavior tonight has almost been normal. He walks off in the direction of the back of the club, leaving me alone, sitting by the bar.
    I notice more than a few men staring at me, and I do my best to ignore them. The naughty side of me can’t help but wonder if they’re thinking about what it would be like to fuck me. Earlier, with Roman, I couldn’t even begin to describe how amazing that felt, having him inside me with all those eyes on us.
     
    I finish my drink and look at my phone, trying to hide my annoyance. He’s been gone for