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“Thank you.”

My eyes instinctively go to the clock on his wall and then back to Noah. He nods at me, his stare falling to the floor.

“Right. Yeah.” He seems to shake off the feeling and smiles at me. “You should probably go. This was—”

I cut him off, putting a finger to his lips. “Don’t. We both know what this was. If things are still…all right, I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”

There’s an odd pinch in my chest as I speak, and I can feel a betraying sting in my eyes.

“Of course. I definitely still need your help.”

Noah winks, nudging my shoulder playfully with his own. Our eyes meet, and a familiar tension fills the office.

If I hadn’t just experienced what I did with Noah, I’d be convinced we were still fighting our insane attraction to each other. That electric pull to him zings through me just as strong, just as potent, and I have to fight against the desire to kiss him again.

He moves away first, going to the door and opening it wide for me. As I walk past, he puts his hand to the small of my back. It lingers there, warm and commanding.

“I’ll see you tomorrow—” Noah pauses as he runs his hand up my back, landing between my shoulder blades “—Liv.”

I smile wide, unable to tamp down on the girlish glee building inside me.

“See ya then, boss man.”

The wink happens before I can think better of it, and I walk down the hall, biting my bottom lip.

As I grab my purse from the kitchen, I hear the door to the office close. I’m warm all over again thinking about Noah’s incredible skills.

I’m never going to forget the sex, the way he made me feel, both in control and totally at his whim. I felt powerful and flirty in a way I never have.

No. No, you don’t, Olivia. It’s against the rules.

I rush through the house and get into my car, turning over the ignition and blasting some cold air across my fevered skin. Fanning myself, I glance back at Noah’s house one last time in my rearview mirror.

As I buckle up and pull out of his driveway, a little voice teases me from the back of my mind.

You’ve always been a rule breaker, Ms. Francis.

Chapter 8

Noah

My alarm blares at me from the bedside table, and I slam a hand down to stop the thing before my skull splits open. A moment of fogginess fills my mind before I look around and remember the events of last night.

“Olivia…fuck.”

Morning wood be damned, I’d already be hardening beneath the sheets just thinking about every delicious inch of that incredible woman. Memories of our time in my office filter through my brain, like even my mind doesn’t want to let her go.

I remember the way she bent over the desk for me, teasing me after all that talk in the kitchen. I never imagined I’d like that sassiness in the bedroom, but it was everything I never knew I needed.

The flexibility of her lithe legs as I rammed my cock into her, the perfect shape of her ass, her round tits just large enough to fill my palm.

Groaning, I drag my hands down my face and stand up, heading for a much-needed cold shower. It appears these might be a regular occurrence for a while.

Cold water travels across my skin and does absolutely nothing to stop me from thinking about Liv. All I can see behind my closed lids as I suds up is how her immaculate body yielded to me so completely.

Her copper curls bouncing as I plowed into her from behind, the taste of Liv’s pussy, and the feel of her mouth wrapped around my cock. I’m taking my shaft in my fist before I can stop myself.

I squeeze hard, almost painfully, and remember the way Liv demanded more as I teased her. I think about the way she scattered all my papers as I fucked her, like she was completely lost in the sensations.

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