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Colt groaned again. “You deserve more.”

I rolled my eyes. “Women can just have sex, too, Colton Fury. Without emotions getting in the way.”

“With women, there are always emotions in the way. And strings. And complications.”

“That’s not true.”

His gaze was on my breasts, and I couldn’t stop myself from arching my back a little.

He made an animalistic sound and yanked me forward.

I let out a squeak, but when his hot mouth closed over my lace-covered nipple, it turned to a long moan.

“Oh.God.” I slid my hands into his hair, and held him there. His tongue was magic. “Don’t stop.”

By the time he moved to the other nipple, I was a babbling mess.

Then he stilled.

No.No. I tried to say the words aloud.

That’s when I heard a phone ringing.

It broke the spell.

Colt jerked back, his chest heaving. “I can’t give you what you want, Macy. What you need.”

I stiffened. My ex had done that. Always telling me what I should be thinking and feeling. “Iknow what I need, not you. I don’t need a man telling me.”

His face hardened. “Macy, you and me, we’re a really bad idea.”

The words hurt. I bit my lip, and fought back the painful twist in my chest. Scott had said stuff like that, too.

Bad idea, Macy. You never think.

I managed a stiff nod. “Message received.” I snatched up my sodden tank top, and went to answer the damn phone.

When I lifted it, I was barely composed and still only wearing my bra. Not to mention my panties were damp because my boss had put his mouth on my breasts. I squeezed my eyes closed. I wasn’t winning any professionalism awards today.

“Colton Fury’s office.”

There was just silence.

I lowered my voice. “Fuck you. I’ve had my limit of cowards today.” I slammed the phone down.

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COLT

It had been a long fucking day.

I pressed my hands behind the back of my aching neck. Macy was sitting at her desk.

Ignoring me.

I closed my eyes. Every thirty seconds, all afternoon, I recalled in great detail what she’d looked like. How her sweet breasts—that were not too big and not too small—had looked, cupped by pink lace. How those tight little buds felt in my mouth.

Fuck.

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