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“I don’t want to wait,” she repeated with more conviction. “But my work requires staff to notify their manager immediately if a working relationship is compromised.”
And my compromised, ye mean sex.”
She nodded.
“What if we were continued to explore what this is between us but,” Amanda licked her lips, “neither my work, nor yours, know.”
“Are ye saying we sleep together in secret?”
It took all my willpower to stop myself from pressing my lips against hers again.
“Yes, but we need new rules. No touching or kissing at work or in public.” My stomach twisted at that, but I wouldn’t deny her what she needed. “But in private, we explore this attraction between us while I finish the audit.”
As her hands roamed over me, a thought shouted for my attention.
“Robert and James know we had sex on my desk,” I ground out. “They called me out on it at the hospital.”
“You told them?” Amanda breathed in disbelief. “Oh shit, my panties are somewhere in your office -”
“No, Robert saw the condom in the bin.” I pulled her torn panties from my pocket. “And I got these before the paramedics arrived.”
Amanda sighed in relief.
“Caroline just guessed from what she heard in the office and how I look at ye.”
“I just don’t want you to lie to your family.”
“I’ll tell them the truth. That I apologised to ye and you’re okay. If we stick to the rules and keep us secret, there won’t be any further problems. Are ye sure about this, hen?”
Her hands shook as she balled up her torn underwear.
“The surest I have ever been in my life.” Amanda dropped her panties to the floor and captured my mouth with hers, her fingers spearing my hair, holding me to her.
“Bed,” she growled against my lips.
She moved quickly away, and I stalked after her, halting at the sight of her reclining on top of my duvet, watching me approach as she slowly pulled up her skirt.
“What do ye want, hen?” My voice was deep and rough.
“Take off your shirt.”
My mouth went dry. I swallowed hard, my fingers fumbling at shirt buttons, in a race to rid myself of my clothes. I growled in frustration. I was about to rip the shirt off my body when Amanda lifted herself from the bed and walked over to me, her hips swaying.
“Let me help.” Her voice purred.
I watched dumbly as she undid each button and reached my pants. Her eyes lifted to mine and pulled my shirt free of the waistband with a swift tug.
“Just a couple more,” she whispered.
I grunted, and flexed my fingers, wanting to seize her and take her. But I was frozen, rooted to the spot, watching her strip me.
My body roared with lust; Amanda in control and taking her time turned me on like no other woman ever had.
The last button popped and she slid her hands up and over my open shirt. She looked into my eyes again.
“Aren’t you going to take it off?” I asked.
She chuckled. “When I’m good and ready.”
