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for my glass of water, trying my hardest to ignore the couple of enquiring looks I acquired. I resisted the urge to squirm in my seat and cross my legs. There was something about his touch that drove electric surges around my body, jolting my muscles with sensations I never knew were possible.
    As Mr. Collins droned on, I stifled a whimper as Paul’s finger slipped underneath my thong, his fingers gliding their way over my sensitive folds. He teased me like this for several minutes before he delved inside me, my entire face burning new shades of red. I allowed my hair to fall forwards, blocking my reddening features from the other directors. He played out a delightful rhythm inside me, my excitement more than obvious as I tried to calm my breathing into a steady pace. My insides began to coil and I closed my eyes, unsure of how long I could keep up this pretence before I begged him to take me right there.
    Mr. Collins clapped his hands together, making me jump. “Right. Time for a fifteen-minute break before we get back at it.”
    I looked at the time, surprised to see it was gone ten a.m. already. No wonder I was so wound up after being fiddled with for over an hour. I rushed to the ladies’ room, leaning back against the smooth tiled surface as I took deep breaths, trying to calm my aching body. I dared to look in the mirror after a few seconds, glad to see that aside from my bright red lips and a slight shine on my skin, I didn’t look any different from normal.
    Just as I composed myself, the door swung open and Paul strode through. He flicked the lock on the dark wooden door and flashed me a devilish grin. My heart fluttered as I knew what was coming next. He grabbed my face, meeting our lips in a rough kiss. His tongue searched out mine with hungry desire. In nothing but sheer frenzy, we yanked at each other’s clothes in a desperate bid for bare skin.
    With his trousers around his ankles and my skirt hitched up to my waist, he grappled with my thong as I found my way inside his boxers. Groans of relief left us both as he finally thrust himself inside me. Our lips parted and I stole a glance at his handsome face. The radiating stare coming from his startling sapphire eyes captured me in an instant. I lifted my legs up, wrapping them around his waist, needing to feel more of him within my depths.
    Taking my hint, he drove himself further inside, a whisper of a hiss escaping through his gritted teeth. My entire body ached, pulsing twinges shocking every fibre of me. I needed my sweet release and I wanted him to give me it—now.
    His hips began moving with his blissful pace, pushing himself deeper and deeper with each purposeful stroke. Both needing to find our joyful edge, he picked up the pace even more, my nails digging into his taut skin as I fought the urge to cry out. Within a matter of seconds, my tight coil sprung free, my muscles quivering from the manic assault he’d swept over me.
    His eyes lit up as he leaned his head on my shoulder. He bit into my shoulder as he stilled, emptying his own frustration with a sigh of relief. Both breathless, he brushed his lips over mine before serving me a wicked smile.
    “Lesson number one,” he said, “I can tease too.”

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Nine
     
     
    After being the last one to re-join the meeting, earning myself a disgruntled stare from Mr. Collins, I managed to work through the rest of the morning without a hiccup.
    Lunchtime arrived so off I trundled to the kitchen for another round of drinks whilst they all indulged in the catered food and discussing the joys of golf.
    As I reached for the milk from the fridge, a pair of hands snaked around my waist before delicious lips gifted kisses over my skin.
    I turned round, grinning. “I think you’ve done enough for the time being.”
    Cobalt eyes twinkled back at me, full of mischief. “Really? I could have continued.”
    “Oh, really?”
    Taking the milk from my hands, he grabbed my wrists,