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“Mr. Takayama, I—”

“Miss Jacobs, did you do what you did… willingly?” he asked. “Were the things Mr. Stevens told me true?”

Mr. Stevens had ratted me out? What the…?

There was no use denying it. “Yes, I did everything willingly. I’m not sorry I did.”

Oh shit. Did I really just say that?

Mr. Takayama relaxed a bit, and I remembered to breathe again. “So… you’re a dirty girl, hmmm?”

Um, what?

The playfulness in his voice was undeniable.

What the hell. I was going to lay it on the man. Tell him something he’d never forget.

“I’ve always… had a high sex drive, sir. There are times when I can’t get enough. And the past eighteen months have been hell for me because I didn’t trust men enough to do anything more than self-care.”

There. That would set him back.

Or so I thought.

“Tell me, dirty girl,” he said without hesitation, “what was it about Mr. Stevens that turned you on so?”

Holy fuck. Did he really want me to answer that? I blushed, burning with a growing arousal. And dirty girl? I was a dirty girl? Those two words had me melting hot between my thighs.

“Well, um, he’s very handsome. And honestly? He’s strong… powerful. And he made me feel good. And beautiful.”

Should I mention his cock? Better not.

“Mr. Stevens was right. You are a very real, very beautiful woman… as well as a dirty girl.”

“How did you know about Mr. Stevens and me? Did he tell you?”

“I walk the halls of this firm at night before I go home,” he said. “Usually, it’s to make sure none of the attorneys are burning the candle at both ends too much. I’ve seen you every night this week, but you’re usually so focused on your computer you never noticed me. Last night though, was a different story.”

“If you have to fire me now, that’s fine. I completely understand. It was not an appropriate thing to do at work.”

I stood as if to leave.

“Well,” he said, leaning back in his chair, his eyes roaming over me, “having sex in the file room is definitely against firm policies. So, I do think that you need to be… punished.”

Punished.

“Oh, well, um, maybe I do, sir.”

Did this mean I wasn’t getting fired? And if not, what the hell did this man have up his sleeve for me?

I didn’t have to wait long to find out.

“Come over to this side of my desk and see.”

Not only were the people at this firm good-looking, they were also naughty as hell.

And I wasn’t complaining.

I walked around Mr. Takayama’s big desk. He pushed his chair back, exposing a large bulge restrained only by his suit trousers.

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