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Once we’re inside he quickly pulls off his trousers and boxer briefs, his sizeable erection springing forward. I bite my bottom lip at the sight. He’s definitely older than what I normally go for, but everything about him screamsfucking hot.

His fit, muscled body tells me he will take care of me tonight, if I let him.

I reach back and unzip my skirt, stepping out of it, leaving only my lace panties. Thank God I decided to put on some of my nicest lingerie tonight.

Nick turns on the shower. It takes a moment for the water to warm, and as it does, his eyes devour every inch of me. “You’re sure?” he asks.

I nod.

I step out of my panties and into the shower and feel the spray of hot water on my sensitive skin. Nick follows me in. I don’t turn around, but can feel his body behind me. His cock bobs against my ass and it takes everything in me not to bend forward, press myself back against his pelvis and beg for it.

He pulls me against his chest, one hand teasing my nipple masterfully while the other dips between my legs. I’m already wet inside, and he teases my opening until I’m moaning for him as he grinds his cock against my ass.

“Beg for it,” he growls, as if having read my mind before.

I’m speechless for a moment, but the heat and the whisky and the desire that’s taking over makes the words spill from my mouth. “Please… please fuck me.”

He spins me to face him, then presses me against the wall, lifting me effortlessly so that I can wrap my legs around his waist. Nick buries his face in my breasts and groans. I find myself begging him in whispers, pleading, reaching between my legs to touch myself until he finally aligns us and fills me with one thrust.

It’s so satisfying that I gasp. Nick is already breathing quickly, his shoulders taut as he tries to hold himself back.

“Okay?”

I nod and start grinding my hips down on him, eyes already rolling back in my head. Against my neck, I feel him grin before fucking me relentlessly against the tile wall.

It takes no time for me to come. Stress, anticipation, and months of sexual frustration all pour out of me as I moan and tighten my fingers in his hair, clenching around his cock as he keeps pumping into me over and over.

My night has certainly turned around…

Chapter 2

Blair

Twoweekslater

Coming up for air after working on a sixty-four-page document outlining the legal rights of one company acquiring another, I scan the floor and quickly make sure my staff is working hard.

In the office across the way, Constance meets my eyes. Her grin is taunting, as always. I just wish that girl would get fired.

It seems like almost everyone has moved on from my embarrassing faux pas at the company dinner. The Monday after, I casually shrugged it off as needing to step out at an inopportune moment. But Constance, Barbara, and all those involved – even Ethan, apparently – know the truth.

The fact that I’m not yet a partner completely pisses me off. It nags at me all day, a small voice whispering over and over:what have you really achieved? Is this all there is?

A therapist I was seeing a few years ago told me that I was unhealthily fixated on my career, and needed to maintain more of a social life and get some hobbies. Ironically, I stopped having time for therapy when I picked up another account at work and had to magically cram it into my already-packed schedule.

The phone on my desk rings and I pick it up.

“This is Blair Morrison.”

“Hi Miss Morrison, do you have a moment to step into Mr. Cowdery’s office?”

My mind goes blank.

“…Now?”

“Yes, please, if you have the time.”

I hang up and stand poised over my desk, my brain trying to catch up. Do I have everything I need? WhatdoI need? Ben almost never calls anyone into his office without warning. Is he going to want an update on the Harrington transactions? Is he going to mention that I embarrassed him Saturday night?

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