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over. I didn’t know if I was doing this right or wrong and I didn’t care. I just wanted this moment to last.
    Because in this moment, I was free and tamed all at the same time.
    “I’m going to come, Katelyn, and I want you to swallow it.”
    My ey es shot wide. I didn’t know what to expect, but a part of me wanted to taste what I brought forth from this powerful man. He groaned and suddenly a hot lash of liquid coated my throat. I swallowed quickly, but it kept coming.
    I cou ld barely keep up. It tasted warm and salty. Some of it dribbled from the corner of my mouth but all I could think about was that I had made him come.
    When the last of his release came out, he slowly moved in and out, as if urging me to lick him clean. He pulled away, but kept his eyes on me as he refastened his pants.
    He reached out his hand and helped m e to my feet. He ran his finger along the corner of my mouth, gathering the small amount of liquid there, and placed it at my lips. I tentatively sucked his finger and his eyes went heavy-lidded.
    “ You’re stealing my logic,” he said.
    If there was o ne thing I was learning, it was that Adam spoke plainly, yet there was a lot behind his words. I was stealing his logic? He had just ripped mine out by the teeth and shattered it.
    He ran his fingers through my hair, softening and straightening it. His glacier eyes melted a bit and I felt like we had come to some kind of silent understanding. My mind was mush, my body humming.
    Suddenly, his expression shifted and the mask of stone was back in place.
    “Turning down my dinner offer only to show up here signifies that you weren’t honest with me when you said you couldn’t dine with me tonight. I will not ask for your company again. Not until sufficient effort is made on your part.”
    What? He thought I had lied and didn’t want to see him for dinner? The need to defend myself gathered, but Adam sounded like I had truly upset him. Like turning down dinner had sincerely bothered him.
    “ I couldn’t—”
    He put up his hand, effectively shutting me up.
    “ No more excuses, Katelyn. The next time you come to me, it had better be with a yes or no answer.”
    I t was clear what this was now. He had said he wasn’t above working for me. If I wanted more of him, he was going to make me work for it back. It was all or nothing.
    “ What about the complex?”
    He had already turned his back to me and was staring out the window. “Good day, Katelyn.”
    I rose to my feet and bit my bottom lip to keep it from trembling. Adrenaline from what had just happened bottomed out. My skin was too tight and my pulse knocked like fists on the inside of my skull.
    He was dismissing me .
    Folding my arms over my chest, I turned, unlocked the door, and walked out of Adam’s office. I couldn’t look at his secretary. Would she know? Was this a regular thing for Adam? To have girls come up to his office and service him?
    I pressed madly at the elevator button. My stomach churned and I focused all my energy to keep from vomiting. This feeling, this god-awful empty feeling, melted over my muscles like black poison. My body was on the far side of the sun, and no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t reach its warmth. Glancing over my shoulder at Adam’s closed office door, I was already craving that heat again. The boiling need that burned me up from the inside out. He brought it out in me, then stole it away.
    I had a decision to make. The answer seemed easy. No.
    The bleak, shameful p ang of pain that came with Adam’s dismissal was eating away at me. I didn’t know this kind of contrition was possible, but I never wanted to feel this again.
    The problem was, I wanted that moment back. The one right before I ’d felt cold and bereft. The power and longing he made me feel was heady and…addicting.
    And shameful or not, addictions were dangerous.

Chapter Six
     
    Saturday rolled around and I had spent most of it helping Grace prepare for that night’s