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never do anything at work, but
the idea had always been a huge turn-on for her. Perhaps that was
another reason why she’d succumbed to Bradley Palmer, because she’d
needed that naughtiness, too.
    But God, to have it with Holt? It was so much
hotter. She needed it so badly, she couldn’t quite catch her
breath.
    Holt forced her head down until her lips
touched his cock. She’d never been into submission or dominance, or
even rape fantasies, but her mouth watered for a taste of him. She
allowed herself to indulge, swiping her tongue along the length of
him until she reached the tip and tasted the saltiness of his
pre-come.
    “That’s it,” he said softly. “Be a good
girl.”
    Just because she had to show at least a
little fight, she said, “I’m not a girl.”
    He held her down, rubbed himself against her
lips. Holt wasn’t terribly long, but thick and hard, amazingly so
for a man his age. And he smelled good, clean, not sweaty, very
male. His balls shaved and his graying pubic hair clipped short.
Ruby couldn’t resist reaching into his briefs to cup his sac,
squeezing gently until she felt him arch in his chair.
    “Suck me.” The words were commanding, yet
need threaded through his voice.
    He wanted her. He’d dreamed about her.
Perhaps he’d lain awake with his cock in his hand, thinking of her.
The images made her dizzy with desire, and she gave in to her own
need, taking him between her lips, sucking hard on his crown, then
sliding down to engulf him. He filled her mouth. His taste was
exquisitely illicit and forbidden.
    The phone rang. They ignored it as Ruby
sucked him, Holt guiding her with his hand on her head, forcing her
to take more. She held onto his thighs, allowing him to deep-throat
her.
    This was Holt—broad, solid, and heavenly in
her mouth. Her boss, the man she’d sought to please in every way
but this. His sounds were like a symphony in her ears, the muted
groans and soft words that were both filthy and decadent, praising
and egging her on. His thighs were like steel beneath her hands as
she gripped him.
    Then the door shook slightly in its frame as
someone knocked. Holt held her. “Don’t stop.”
    Ruby wouldn’t have even if he’d tried to push
her away. She wouldn’t share. This moment was theirs.
    She felt him begin to contract, his breathing
harsh, his body moving to her rhythm.
    “Swallow me, baby, take it all. Jesus.”
    He thrust up into her mouth as she tasted his
essence on her tongue, down her throat. God, he was sweet, perfect,
forbidden, dangerous. She drank him, every last drop, kept sucking
as his body continued to quake for long moments. Then he relaxed
back into the chair, though his hand never left her hair. She’d be
a mess, but Ruby didn’t care.
    She let him slip free and looked up to meet
his eyes.
    “That was very good,” he said. “Zip me
up.”
    She knew it had been better than good, but
this was his game. And Ruby wanted more of it. She would wear the
slightly more circumspect clothes he wanted, hiding the naughtiness
that lay beneath. It would be their nasty little secret.
    She stroked him lightly as she tucked his
cock back into his briefs. Then she zipped, buckled, and patted him
down as if to make sure he was all in the right place. Amazingly,
beneath her hand, she could feel him begin to harden again. Then
she rose, stood before him.
    Holt straightened, rolled the chair once
again behind the desk, and reached for a folder. “That will be all,
Ruby.”
    “That’s all? What about me?” She was wet and
needy. Yet there had been something so completely satisfying about
what they’d done.
    Holt tipped his chin at her. “I will allow
you to finish yourself in the ladies’ room.”
    She pursed her lips, staring at him. “So I’m
supposed to take care of myself ?” Then she smirked. “I
thought I wasn’t allowed to do that.”
    He gazed at her with what she could only call
a shit-eating grin. “I’m allowed to give you permission