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shattered. Sam wanted to ask what the hell he was doing, but she restrained herself at the very last second. David could do what he wanted with his expensive china, though Sam thought it was a waste of freaking money.
    He snatched her waist. David lifted her and propped her on the table, facing him. She shivered. A little fear. But mostly thrill. She felt, somehow, that David had changed. No more calm and calculated David. The David before her was ferocious with hunger.
    Those amber eyes of his had also changed. Sam just realised that so far, two of her employers had the same light, honey-coloured eyes. But David’s were lighter. Flecks of gold in his eyes seemed to sparkle. Burning with lust. The blond lashes surrounding them intensified his hypnotic golden gaze.
    David lunged and crushed his lips onto hers. The kiss was hard and full of hunger. The kind that demanded her complete surrender. Her brain went to mush and her bones melted like Jell-O. She moaned, clutching the lapels of his jacket suit. He slid his tongue between her lips. She opened. David plunged his tongue inside the cavern of her mouth, devouring, kissing her like no man ever had before. He nibbled her lip, sucking the succulent flesh. The way he kissed her was as if he was living, breathing through her. His soul poured, his wants seeped into her skin. Her mind muddled. He finally gave her a chance to draw a breath.
    Sam gulped a lungful of air. Her chest almost burst from lack of oxygen. “Mr Strauss…”
    “Too rough?”
    “No, I’m just…”
    David ambushed her with another mind-muddying kiss. Her toes curled from her pleasure as he sucked her tongue amorously. She lolled in his arms, feeling drugged and delirious. She couldn’t believe he made her like this simply with a kiss.
    A thick cloud of ecstasy shrouded her head. She heard the fabric tear. David ripped the strap of her bustier. Her breasts spilled out. He leant down and took a nipple in his mouth. David trapped her hard bud between the roof of his mouth and his tongue, sucking her as if she was the most delicious treat. She yowled.
    Deep, drawing pleasure knotted from the depth of her sex, cadenced with the rhythm of his sucking. She fisted his hair. Sam gasped for air.
    The tip of his tongue traced her areola before rubbing the crown of her nipple, the most sensitive part of her breast. He scraped his teeth against her skin, leaving red marks of his conquest. She didn’t care. She didn’t want the bliss to end. Her body quivered. David released her nipple with a loud pop. She jerked. Her moan turned into a halted scream. He sucked her unmolested nipple. David, she wanted to call his name, the man who gave her such unbelievable pleasure. She didn’t say it. She wanted to. His name felt as sacred as a Buddhist sutra. She chanted it secretly, silently, as he dragged her deeper into a vortex of ecstasy she had never ventured into, never tasted, never experienced in her life.
    “Mr Strauss…” she croaked after David had taken his fill of her breasts.
    “Yes, pretty?” David’s voice no longer sounded cool. Every syllable coming from his mouth dripped with unmistakable lust.
    “I…” Sam didn’t know what to say. All she knew was that she was lusting over her boss, wanting him as badly as she needed her next breath. She wanted to return the favour. Touch him. Take him. Please him.
    She ran her hands over his chest, belly, and further downwards. She noticed his bulging arousal. Sam touched him without his permission. His cock seemed to jump at first touch, begging to be released from its containment. The muscles around his jugular corded. His jaw twitched and a low growl whispered that sounded inhuman.
    “Let me see you,” she begged.
    David snatched her wrists and held her steady. “Relax, kitten. I’m not finished with you.”
    Sam sighed her disappointment as David ripped off the rest of her outfit. Adam was right. David liked to tear her clothes as if he was unwrapping a