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himself away from the desk and, instead of pushing her away from him to get her to stop hitting him, he reached up and grabbed her wrist, using her own momentum against her and tugging her down on top of him.
    Before she knew it, she was lying a top him, her legs trapped by his where they crossed heavily over her calves, her wrists trapped against her back – again – by his left hand.
    “Naughty, naughty,” he tsked.
    She’d never seen red before, but this was it. Jodi put her head down and would have bitten him with all of her might, but there wasn’t a spare inch on him where she could do that, the bastard.
    And before she could root around more, looking for something – like a defenseless nipple – to satisfy her urge to hurt him, his other hand grasped the bun at the back of her head and forced her to lift her face up.
    She saw his lips coming towards hers but couldn’t even begin to process the idea that he was going to kiss her, even after he was actually doing it!
    And damn him if he wasn’t better at it than she had ever imagined! She was beginning to melt against him, her anger draining away even though she didn’t want to. “No, Cayson, stop!”
    He did, instantly, but she was still trapped against him. “Well, I had to give you something to do with your mouth besides take a chunk out of me, didn’t I?”
    It wasn’t any kind of an apology at all, but more than she’d thought she’d get out of him.
    “Let me go!” She wiggled and struggled, trying to find a weak spot, but she rapidly realized there wasn’t one.
    Instead, he kissed her again, this time more tenderly, and she was even further lost to him.
    “Cayson, stop,” she said softly when he finally lifted his head, but even she couldn’t muster any conviction in her protest. It came out like a breathy moan. “Let me go.”
    His lips were pressed against her forehead as he spoke. “I’ll let you go if you promise me that you won’t bite me, and you won’t try to get off me.”
    The first item was relatively easy – not that she had lost the urge to sink her teeth into him, but she was too confused to go through with it right now – the second . . . well, having her arms free was better than not.
    “Oh, all right,” she agreed petulantly.
    He hesitated a moment and lifted her chin, looking down into her eyes before he let go. “I think you made the right decision. Don’t make the wrong one now or I’ll spank you again, and this time I’ll mean it.”
    Her mouth formed an outraged “O”, but she was smart enough not to say anything. Good Lord, he hadn’t meant the spanking he’d given her? Did he mean it could have been a lot worse?
    Jodi didn’t think she wanted to know the answer to that question, considering how badly her behind still stung.
    She only moved around on him a little, enough to bring her wrists up to rub them as if his hold hadn’t been as gentle as it should have been, when the opposite was true, she knew. He hadn’t hurt her in the least except when he’d been actively spanking her. And she knew she’d gotten in some reasonable punches at him before he’d subdued her.
    “Stay still!” he scolded sternly, clamping an arm around her waist to still her.
    The first response that came to mind was to say, “Make me!” but not while she was in this position. No sir. She was beginning to realize that her neutered boss wasn’t so, and feared he would take it as a challenge, and she wasn’t at all sure she wanted to know how that ended, either.
    Or did she?
    But she was just stubborn enough that she continued to try to move, at least until he ground out a warning from between clenched teeth, “If you don’t stop moving, there’s going to be a stain on the front of your blouse.”
    “A what?” she asked, dumbfounded, until his words sank in and she realized that she was lying on top of the long, hard length of him. Blushing furiously – for no reason she could fathom; it wasn’t as if she hadn’t