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I see the fabric over his crotch move, and I move my face closer to it. His hand still cupping my jaw softens and lets me get nose to nose with his dick, and I can’t help myself. I want to see it. I reach for his zipper, tentative and waiting for him to encourage me.

He doesn’t.

Instead, Declan Daniels takes a step away with a slight snicker.

FUCK! He’s so stupidly frustrating.

“Listen to me.” He moves my face back and tips it up to look him in the eyes. “You’re going to suck this when I tell you to and not a moment sooner. Is that understood?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“You won’t call me that around the office. Is that understood?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

He groans. “Fuck, you’re the sexiest piece of trouble I’ve gotten into in a long time.”

“You haven’t gotten into me yet.”

Declan laughs, running his thumb across my lip again. “Yet, indeed. Good night, Denise. I’ll see you bright and early tomorrow morning.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I say as he groans and swoops down to steal another kiss from me. Holy shit, his mouth is magical. The memories of his tongue bringing me to alarming heights make me wonder if he’s right. No, I’m not wondering. I’m certain that he’s right.

Declan Daniels is going to ruin me. His tongue swirls around mine before he pulls away from me abruptly. His cock at full mast. I just want him to want me as badly as I want him. However, the way I feel about his mouth, I can only imagine what I’ll feel about sex with him. It’s going to be unforgettable and probably the most addictive thing I’ver ever experienced.

He’s warning me, but I can’t stay away. I watch Declan pay for our dinner and see himself out of the private room in the back of the most expensive restaurant in our city. By the time I get myself together and step outside, the restaurant is empty except for a few waiters and the host. How long were we back there?

As I approach the front, the host greets me with a smile. “There’s a car waiting for you Miss Meyers.”

“But, I haven’t sent for one,” I tell her.

“It’s okay. Mr. Daniels arranged it. Tell him wherever you want to go, and he will take you.”

“Thank you.” I nod and leave the restaurant to head home where Declan haunts my dreams with promises to make me regret giving my virginity to him. What if I can’t get enough and he’s had enough of me?

Perhaps I can get him to change his mind while we’re at work. I’ll make myself so irresistible that he won’t want to let me go. He won’t walk away from me. I know he won’t. After spending the rest of my night tossing and turning, pent up with orgasms I only want to release on him, the sun greets me and it’s time to become the spy I agreed to.

When I show up to Burnz and Earnz Fitness the next morning, I head toward the elevator bank with a list of everything I want to get done today. The sound of the elevator door opening and no one telling me it’s broken brings a smile to my face as I stop myself from giving the staircase my middle finger.

My first stop is the 8th floor, where there are only a few people working as of now. It takes a few minutes to get myself together before I set my stuff down and head to the break room to get Declan his morning cup. I know just how he likes it too. Somewhere in yesterday’s mental Rolodex of notes, I remember how he takes it.

A grin slowly finds its way onto my face as I remember the way he takes me with his mouth. My mind continuously replays him capturing my lips, my pussy, my attention and taking me on an unimaginable ride of ecstasy. It only takes a minute or so to get coffee and bring it to his office where I knock and peek inside. He’s still not in, so I move toward his desk and find myself dreaming of all the ways he can take me on it.

“Are you going to leave my coffee or continue to stare at it with that weird look on your face?”

The sound of Declan’s voice breaks me out of my hypnotic trance, remembering the tidal wave of pleasure he delivered to me last night.

“I’m sorry,” I mumble and set it down. “My mind is all over the place.”

I walk toward him to leave the office when he stops me, gripping me by the elbow. “Remember what I told you. I don’t need you to be a hero or anything like that, just let me know if anything sticks out to you when you head back down to the accounting department. HR will be up here by the afternoon with a training packet.”

“What’s involved with the training? No more running up flights of stairs, right?”

He laughs. “No. No stairs. You have to move between departments to meet everyone and see what they do because I need to have someone who’s able to communicate with everyone efficiently. It’s better when you know what every department does.”

“Doesn’t that seem a little counterproductive to stopping a spy? Giving a complete stranger access to every department seems like a way to give a spy everything they need to steal whatever it is you think they’re going to steal from you.”

He nods. “It may seem that way, but I had a friend of mine do some digging on you. I know you’re not the spy or related to what’s going on here, especially with the class load you’re carrying.”

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