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tried to concentrate on not making a sound. I wanted to scream his name but I put every ounce of energy into keeping quiet.
    “You look so fucking beautiful all the time, but especially now. With my fingers inside you, feeling your wetness. You like that, don’t you?”
    If I spoke to answer him I’d be lost and I’d start screaming for him to make me come.
    “Anna,” he cajoled.
    I nodded.
    “Beautiful girl.” He thumb rounded my clitoris, hard and relentless. I was on the verge of trying to resist him, and remembered that he’d warned me about not doing that. It was an instinct, I wasn’t sure where it came from. I didn’t know if I’d ever done that with my previous boyfriends, but none of them had made me come as often or as hard as Ethan. Without a thought, I squeezed my thighs together and he roughly forced my knees apart. “I warned you about that, too. I decide when you come.” Those words were all it took and I started to shudder and I snapped back, grabbing the arms of the chair, thrusting my hips in the air as I my orgasm spiraled through me. I don’t know if it was the silence, the location or the fact we were so close to a thousand people, any of whom could have walked in at any moment, but it was more intense than I was used to.
    As the pleasure subsided, panic took over. My eyes flew open and Ethan withdrew his hand, stood and walked across to his desk.
    “Ethan.” Horror flooded my quiet voice. What were we thinking?
    “I know.” He stopped me. “We need rules. You’re right. Tonight. We’ll talk about it tonight.”
    I started to gather up my notebook. My legs were wobbly and my hands were shaking. “I should go.”
    He nodded.
    “What about the Icarus file?” I remembered him mentioning it to Richard before he left.
    “There’s no such thing. I just wanted you on your own. That look you give me sometimes, Anna . . . It drives me crazy. We’re going to need some serious rules if we’re going to be within a hundred feet of each other at work. He slumped in his desk chair.
    “Do I look . . . er . . .”
    “Like you’ve just come all over my hand?” He grinned as he finished my sentence for me. My cheeks were burning. “No, you look beautiful, but very professional.”
    I needed out of there and compose myself. “Ethan,” I warned him. “Let’s just keep out of each other’s way until we speak later.”
    “Agreed.”
    “Oh, one last thing.” I looked at him from over my shoulder. “No one makes me come like you do.”
    “Give me a break, beautiful, my balls are already blue.” He groaned.
    I grinned and left him at his desk with his hard on.
    * * * * *
    “You’re in a better mood today,” Lucy, one of the other associates, said as she sat on my desk. I’d been grinning to myself. “Did you get lucky?”
    I scowled at her and she laughed. I tell you who I’d like to get lucky with. That guy from Flanders, Case & Burling, the tall, hot one, Ethan Scott.
    I raised my eyebrows at her, worried if I said anything it would give something away.
    “His eyes are so blue. Did you see that? I’m sure he could make me come just by looking at me.”
    “Lucy!” I hated that she was talking about him like that.
    “And no wedding ring. Did you see?” she asked. “I bet he’s after a bit of fun while he’s in London. I’d be happy to be his fun for a few months.” She winked at me.
    Lucy was the office vixen and renowned for being a terrible lawyer. I wasn’t sure how she still had a job. Probably because she flirted up a storm with all the male partners and was indiscriminate about it. Young, old, short, tall—it didn’t bother her. I’m not sure that she had any control over it. It was her nature with men. It had never bothered me, until now. I couldn’t bear the thought of Ethan being subjected to her come-ons.
    “Lucy, I’ve got tons to get done. Get lost.”
    “But I wanted to pick your brain. You’re working with him aren’t you?” Something like that.