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prude?” he asked, not caring about O’Brian’s
cosmetics anymore.
    “I’m not a prude.”
    Richard stared into her green eyes and smiled. “If we
had a client who happened to be a porn star, and she wanted our help to expand
her production career, it wouldn’t bother you?”
    “Not at all.”
    “Watching sex all day?”
    Temperance chuckled. “Would it bother you, boss?”
    “No.”
    “Are you sure? You seem to be hung up on me liking
it.”
    “I just want to know your limits.”
    She leaned forward a little more, resting her hands on
his thighs. “I don’t have any limits.”
    They stayed like that for several seconds. She smelled
like cinnamon and spice, which he found to be a heady combination.
    “No limits?”
    “No. What about you?”
    Richard slid his fingers into her hair, and gripped
the length tightly, drawing her closer toward him. “I’m a man without limits.”
Pulling her to him, he closed that small space between them so that she stood
pressed between his thighs.
    “Richard?”
    His name came from her lips in a moan. “What?”
    “We’re crossing that line.”
    He chuckled. “We crossed that line earlier today.”
Running a finger across her lips, he couldn’t help but wonder what they would
look like wrapped around his dick. They were so plump and soft. Pulling her in
that last little inch, he slammed his lips down on hers. Even perched on the
edge of his desk, he was taller than she was. She gave way to his mouth,
opening her lips, and he plunged right in, deepening the kiss. She tasted of
mints and coffee, a heady combination.
    She gave a moan, and her hands moved up to cup his
waist.
    They had indeed crossed whatever line held them, and
he didn’t care. All he wanted in that moment was her, bent over any surface so
that he could get her. She was so fucking sexy, and he wanted that surrounding
him. From the moment Temperance had come to work for him, she’d been driving
him crazy. There was a time when he never called the club whores to work to
service his need, but now he did it on a regular basis. The only reason was
because he couldn’t have this woman. If he could have Temperance, he wouldn’t
go to anyone else. She fired his need unlike anyone else.
    “No, we can’t do this,” Temperance said, breaking from
the kiss.
    Her lips were already red and raw.
    “Why?”
    “You’re my boss. I don’t want this to get weird.”
    Grabbing her hand, he pressed it against his cock.
“This is already more than I can bear to take right now.” He stood up, wrapping
his arms around her, capturing her ass, and pulling her close. Richard rubbed
his cock against her stomach, letting her know exactly how hard he was.
    He wasn’t small, not at all.
    Growing up, he’d always been bigger, taller, wider. By
the time he was ten years old, he had no choice but to wear adult sizes, as his
own age wouldn’t fit him.
    At thirteen, he was already having sex with girls
older than he was, and he even fucked a couple of women. Richard liked his
size, but he also knew that with it came the pain that women experienced. Sex always
had to be careful for him, even when he wanted to get down dirty and rough.
    It had been a long time since he’d felt this yearning,
this ache to be with someone.
    Tilting her head back, he claimed her lips, and spun
them around, lifting her up so that Temperance was on the desk in front of him.
He lifted up her skirt, scoring his nails up her thighs, finding that she
wasn’t wearing pantyhose. Fuck, his cock thickened even more if that was possible.
    All this time he’d thought her smooth thighs were
because of some tights or stockings, when in fact, it was just her skin.
    When the skirt wouldn’t go up anymore, he broke from
the kiss, trailing his lips down her collarbone, and then over her shirt. He
sucked her nipple through her shirt, happy that she wasn’t wearing a padded
bra.
    Her tits were so large, and he wanted to see them. His
hands were busy though. He