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while I’m
listening?” She took a step back and yanked open the button fly of his jeans.
His cock sprang out eagerly. “Do it now,” she ordered.
    He looked confused. “Do what?”
    “This.” She grabbed his hand and wrapped it around his cock,
her own hand on top of his. Roughly, she moved his hand up and down his shaft.
He hissed in a breath and she stopped, startled out of her fury. “Did I hurt
you?”
    “God, no.” He swallowed hard. “Definitely no pain. Do it
again.” He flexed his hand. “You want to watch, or you want to do it?”
    She didn’t know what she wanted anymore. She wanted to pay
him back for masturbating to her name and, presumably, her image in his head,
but he was fucking up her plans by enjoying it.
    She whirled around and stormed across the room. He stayed
against the door, holding his cock with a stunned look. “You want me?” she
demanded.
    “I said I do.” He let go of himself and hitched his jeans
up, though he left them unfastened. “Cass, what are you doing here? Do you even
know?”
    “Yeah.” No. She whipped off her T-shirt and threw it
at him. “You want me? Here’s your chance.”
    “No. Not like this.” He bit his lip. “Cass, I’ve got to be
crazy to stop you, but you’re only doing this because you’re pissed at me.”
    “Which means it’s the only opportunity you’re likely to
get.” Keeping her eyes on him, she pulled off her jeans and panties in one
quick movement and let them drop to the floor. Her bra joined them. Completely
nude, she strode toward him again, enjoying the twitch of his cock as he grew
harder. “You’re going to fuck me, Jared. You think you’re the only one who got
turned-on in the car? You think you can just jerk off—making damn sure I know
about it—and not get me hot?”
    “Do you want me , or do you just want payback?” he
muttered.
    “Who gives a fuck?” She knelt in front of him and gave in to
her impulse to lick away the small drop of fluid at the tip of his cock. He
shuddered. “Should I suck you?” she asked huskily. “Or should I pull you down
to the floor and climb on?”
    “This isn’t you,” he protested.
    No, it definitely wasn’t the Cassidy she’d shown around him
since they’d met. That Cassidy was all business. Like she had a stick up her
ass, as he’d described her in her suit. She was more than a little surprised at
herself for her actions now, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t her.
    Just a part of her she usually kept hidden. And now she
would let it out to play.
    She slid her mouth over his shaft and he moaned. Encouraged,
she sucked lightly and reached up to fondle his balls. He twined his hand
through her hair, then gripped firmly and moved her head so she fucked him with
her mouth. She let out a satisfied groan at the salty taste of more precum on
her tongue.
    His cock twitched against her lips. She sucked harder on his
shaft, enjoying the small sounds of pleasure he made. She didn’t like his
control of her, though, and shook her head to make him let go. When his grip
relaxed, she took her mouth off him and ran her tongue down his length,
savoring his texture, to the wiry nest of hair at the base. On impulse, she
licked his balls. He cried out and she looked up at him with a smile. “Do you
like that?”
    “You want me to come in your mouth?” he murmured. “Because
I’m going to if you keep this up too much longer. You’re that fucking good,
Cassidy.”
    She plunged her mouth onto his cock again, then slowly
pulled back. “Hell, no. You aren’t going to come in my mouth. You’re going to
come in my pussy.” Common sense smacked her and she quickly added, “In a
condom, that is, assuming you have one?”
    He pulled a small packet from his jeans pocket. Cassidy
narrowed her eyes. “You asshole. You planned on this?”
    “No.” He held up his hands in a gesture of surrender. “I
just hoped. We went out to dinner, and after what we did when we got back from
the meeting, I