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“I might touch you if I do,” he said after a beat.

“I would love that, Zach.”

He reached for them, and this was my chance.

I curled my spine, withdrawing from him slightly. “On one condition.”

He looked up, alert, hair dripping, face perfect. “Yes?”

“You fulfill your part of the bargain. You hire me a private investigator and a team of lawyers.”

“Done.”

I gave him a small nod, even though I regretted the timing of the reminder. It made this a transaction, which it wasn’t.

I wanted him with or without the lawyers.

I just also wanted to erect a barrier. To remind myself the ugly truth.

Zachary Sun will never be mine.

I didn’t know what was more tragic. That I wanted him. Or that I knew it would never happen.

He licked his lips and cracked his knuckles, like he was preparing for a fight. My emotions veered between wanting to kiss him better—his scars, his fears, his inhibitions—and amusement at how seriously he took all this.

Zach brushed his fingertips along the elastic of my panties, careful to avoid my flesh. “Seeing you touch yourself yesterday made me almost bust my load right there in my office.”

“Why didn’t you, then?” I bowed my back, enjoying the feel of his fingers through my panties.

It felt forbidden and clandestine. Like a dirty secret only he and I shared.

His jaw clenched, his trembling hand sliding down my panties. “I didn’t want to admit that I was affected by you.”

For a novice, he’d mastered the art of teasing, pressing his palm against me until it covered my entire pussy through my underwear.

And still, his fingertips didn’t brush my skin.

“Fuck, you’re soaking wet.” He dropped his head back and hissed. “I want to nail you through the wood until you become a permanent fixture in it.”

Whoa.

Okay. Somebody needed to put dirty talk very slowly and very carefully on the floor and kick it toward me.

But now wasn’t the time to discourage him. He’d made huge progress. This was the sameman who’d given himselfburnsafter shaking a woman’s hand.

“I need you to fuck me so bad.”

The confession stumbled out of my mouth.

I realized that I meant it. There was nothing I wanted more than to be full of Zachary Sun’s cock. His hand alone through my panties almost made me come, the pressure too delicious, too intense to ignore.

With a ragged breath, Zach curled his fingers, digging into my ass through the cotton, somewhat painfully. He pressed his other thumb to my clit.

A ripple of pleasure rocked through my body, rattling my knees. My thighs burned, struggling to keep myself hovered above him.

“Is this okay?” He was breathless.

I peered down at his hand, noticing that he was rock hard between us. Completely erect, the heavy crown of his cock peeking through the slit of the towel.

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