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He pushed deeper still. With his arms around her waist, he held her locked into place. He moved his face into the curve of her neck, whispering her name over and over as he rode in and out, his cock solid, his thrusts deep and building in speed.

“Oh god, I’m going to come.” She began to shudder.

> Incredibly, he stopped moving at that very moment, making her cry out in demand. “You wanted this,” he said, with no small amount of effort, “didn’t you? Admit it.” He drew back, making her whimper with the need.

She was so close. “Yes, I wanted it, I wanted you.”

He rewarded her by thrusting deeply back in, wedging the head of his cock against her cervix. “See, that wasn’t so hard. No more denial, Chrissie. Promise?”

She wanted to answer but it was so hard. She was so close to coming and he was pressing against her sensitive spots in the most maddening way, keeping her on the edge. While her sex clutched at him over and again, trying to push it. He remained still until she spoke. “No more denial,” she blurted.

He breathed out, and then began to roll his hips into her. He slammed home, jacking her up against the sofa, pushing them both to the edge.

She cried out in ecstasy. He was there, his cock jerking. He thrust again. Her head rolled back, her body clutching at him. She came in a dizzying rush, her entire groin suffused with heat, her body spasming around the shaft of his cock. A moment later, as he pulled out, he moved one strong arm under her to hold her steady, then kissed the back of her neck and whispered low against her ear.

“I’m going to undo these handcuffs now, and then I want to hold you in my arms and tell you how good it felt being inside you, and you’re not going to resist, are you?”

“No, Liam. I’m not going to resist.”

He unlocked the cuffs. Then he sat down next to her, and lifted her into his lap. Taking her hands in his, he gently rubbed her wrists. He was being gentle and kind, and when he’d finished fussing over her hands, he drew her chin up and held her steady when she tried to look away. “What is it, sweetheart?” he asked. “I want you to tell me, what is it that bugs you so?”

She was raw, undone, and the words rose of their own accord, her body arching against the shield of his. “It’s not you. It’s just that, it’s hard,” she blurted, “being an engineer, being a woman in a man’s world.” She tensed, waited for the laugh, for the inevitable tease.

It didn’t come. Instead, he kissed the end of her nose. “It’s okay, I understand. But you don’t have to be tough all the time. Sometimes you can let me be tough for you now. Yes?” His expression was serious, and his eyes shone with admiration.

She couldn’t reply, not with words.

Moving up against him, she closed her eyes and rubbed her face against his stubbled chin, because she liked the way this man took charge of her. She liked how he broke her stubborn will, and she liked how he made her enjoy this thing between them.

She liked it a lot.

Three days later, Liam drove up to Chrissie’s office as she emerged from the building. She waved over at him. She was dressed smart; her trademark short skirt part of a fitted suit, her soft blonde hair swept up and clipped behind her head. When she climbed into the car, she reached over and kissed him, smiling.

“I take it the meeting wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be?” Two of the company directors had traveled to speak with the staff about reorganization in the wake of Theresa’s departure.

“No. In fact…” She stared at him, slightly shell-shocked. “I can’t quite believe it, but they offered me Theresa’s job. I’m going to be in charge of all projects allocated to the design team at this office!”

“Every cloud has a silver lining, huh?” He was glad she’d had this boost.

“Yes. It does.” Winking at him, she reached over and stroked his jawline. “And I know exactly how I want to celebrate,” she added and unclipped her hair, shaking it free over her shoulders, giving him a smoldering glance.

Why was it that just one sign of interest from her could make him painfully hard? “I’m listening.”

“I don’t want to go out for dinner after all. I want to get take-out, get home, strip and drink champagne…from your naked body.”

Liam turned the key in the ignition, revving the engine. “Anything you want, Chrissie, anything at all….”

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