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Sitting on his lap
naked, his big cock deep inside her.
    They were joined so intimately, but he didn’t know
who she was. And part of her wanted him to know. Wanted him to
realize she was the woman who worked outside his office every day.
Who brought him files and made him coffee. And desperately wanted
him to fuck her every single day.
    But right now, she could fuck him.
    She squeezed him inside her, to his groan. Then she
glided upward. His thick cockhead stroked her inner passage. Then
she drove downward again.
    She took him deep again and again. He grasped her
hips and set a rhythm. Then he arched his hips upward, making her
moan.
    He guided her up and down faster and faster. She
quivered as another orgasm built, then she felt it swell inside
her. Pleasure burst through her [like fireworks] and she arched
against him, moaning her release. He jerked and grunted, then
exploded inside her.
    She collapsed against him, slumping in his arms. He
wrapped them around her and held her close. Almost tenderly.
    As she rested against him, she realized she wanted
to stay like this forever. Cocooned in his arms. Resting against
his hard, muscular chest.
    Then she noticed the clock on the bedside table. It
was five minutes past midnight.
    Adrenaline rushed through her. She had to leave.
Serena said the limo would pick them up at midnight. She didn’t
know how long Serena would wait for her before deciding Kali had
hooked up with someone for the night and leave without her.
    She lurched to her feet and turned, then swept up
her leather panties from the floor and pulled them on. At his
startled glance, she almost said something, but clamped her mouth
closed in time.
    “I take it you have to be somewhere.”
    She nodded, but couldn’t help wishing she could just
tell him how much she wanted to stay. It would be heaven to curl up
in bed with him and spend the night.
    She slipped the bra on.
    He stepped behind her. “Let me help.”
    He hooked it for her. Once it was done, she
reluctantly drew away and raced toward the door.
    “Wait, Cindy.”
    She turned.
    “I think Cinderella leaves behind a glass slipper,
not a leather skirt.” He held up the skimpy scrap of leather.
    She nodded her thanks and grabbed it, then wrapped
it around her and snapped it closed. Once she was at the door, her
gaze swept back to him and she hesitated. He strode toward her and
dragged her into his arms, then kissed her soundly and
passionately, sending her heart thudding.
    “Don’t forget me, Cinderella,” he murmured, his warm
breath a soft wisp against her ear.
    She stared at him and nodded, then kissed him one
more time.
    Then, before she could change her mind, slipped out
the door and closed it behind her.
    * * *
    “Where have you been?” Serena asked as Kali raced
along the pavement toward the limo.
    The driver opened the door and Kali slid inside,
followed by her friend.
    “I…” Kali sucked in another breath, panting. “I’m
sorry I’m late.” She sucked in more air, trying to catch her
breath. “You won’t believe what happened.”
    The driver closed the door.
    Serena grinned. “Tell me.”
    “Mr. Blair and I…he… took me to his room.”
    “Yes, and…”
    The car started to move.
    “And we… you know.”
    Serena’s grin broadened. “No, I don’t know. Do
tell.”
    “He fucked me all right? Is that what you want me to
say?”
    Serena laughed. “You bet it is.” She squeezed Kali’s
arm. “So you finally got to fuck your boss. How great is that? Now
tell me details.”
    Kali frowned. “I don’t really—”
    “Come on. Don’t hold out on me. How did he get you
to his room?”
    Kali’s cheeks heated. “He danced with me, then he…
uh… he said since I was dressed as a sub, did that mean I wanted to
be dominated.”
    Serena’s eyes widened. “Really? And what did you
say?”
    “I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want him to
recognize my voice. But he said he figured I wanted to be
anonymous, so I would be his