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of my neck and presses his lips into mine, parting them with his tongue. He kisses me, his hand gripping my hair. He’s not forcing me at all. I could easily stop him - but I don’t.
    I feel Mason’s other hand on my ass. He pulls me closer to him, his tongue dancing around my mouth. He presses my body into his so I can feel how hard his cock is as he leans against me.
    Then, just as unexpectedly as he started, he stops. He gently tilts my head back. My lips are still parted. I have no idea what just happened, but I feel like my body is going to melt into the sidewalk.
    “I know you much better than you think, Samantha,” Mason says. He smooths back his hair and adjusts himself, covering any evidence of our kiss and his hard on. He runs his thumb across my bottom lip, I assume to fix my lip gloss.
    “Let’s get back inside before they come out looking for us.”
    Mason takes my hand and leads me back inside through the crowd. I am in complete shock. What the hell was that? Why the hell did I let him do that? I want more. If I were judging based on that kiss and the enormous bulge in his pants, he’s right, I would be willing to beg for it.

4
Mason
    T his girl has me feeling all sorts of twisted. Temptation. That’s what it must be. Samantha - the forbidden fruit.
    I don’t know what came over me with that kiss. I’m known to be brazen and go after what I want, but that was ballsy, even for me. I had to. I want her so bad. I’ve thought about it every day since the first time I laid eyes on her. I had to have a taste.
    I was instantly attracted to her the first time I saw her. The first thing I noticed was Sam’s tight little body. She has nice curves in all the right places. And that long, thick, brown, hair? It’s perfect for grabbing onto - if you’re into that - which I am… There have been days she’s come into the office with her hair hanging loose over her back and my cock gets hard just looking at her.
    And let’s not forget those cute little skirts she wears for me. They’re just long enough to be appropriate, but short enough to stir some very impure thoughts. She knew what she was doing…
    In another scenario, I would fuck her based on looks alone. Having my father, Garrison Grant, as owner and president of Grant and Son, makes everything different. I would be putting everything I have at risk if I was caught fucking an intern. It makes Samantha the ultimate taboo.
    It’s not completely physical though. I’ve heard about her from Kaitlyn and some other coworkers. I’ve gotten to know her a little through a few meetings and conferences she’s sat in on. We’ve had some short but entertaining conversations. The girl is smart. She’s got some great ideas. She’s full of ambition and drive. Samantha isn’t one of those cookie cutter bimbos that seek me out, and for a guy like me, that’s also a huge fucking turn on.
    Intelligence… This girl has it in spades… And I want to fuck her brains out.
    I had my chance. I could have pushed her up against the wall outside of that club and had my fucking way, but I didn’t.
    I had her, and I let her go. She’d ended her internship and went back to finish up her degree. I didn’t even get a chance to say goodbye.
    Maybe it was better this way.
    All I know is… I felt like the stupid one.

5
Samantha
    I ’m still in disbelief as I look up at the skyscrapers surrounding me on my walk to work. Once I left New York, I never thought I would come back to Manhattan. I enjoyed the laid back lifestyle of the south - and the weather. When Kaitlyn emailed me about a position in the department she’s now running at Grant and Son, I couldn’t resist. I would be stupid to pass it up.
    I was hired immediately after college by a small company in Miami that I worked part time for while I was in school. The pay was nice, the company is fine, but after a couple of years living there without being in school, I realized it just wasn’t for me. I was just coasting