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Minx Malone's super hot Ellora's Cave series about the sexiest place to work on the East Coast... The Mirage Agency.

Excerpt of Beg for It

CHAPTER 1

“Aren’t you even a little excited? This is a huge account.” Mya scowled when Milo just sat back in his desk chair, his long, tapered legs stretched beneath his desk. His perfectly tailored suit was more than likely an original from one of New York’s latest designers. As if he needed it. The man could wear coveralls made from a potato sack and look as if he’d just stepped off a runway in Milan.
Just one more reason he got on her nerves.
“I’m ecstatic. I’m just hiding it deep down inside.” He smiled at Mya’s sudden snort. “Besides, girlish enthusiasm doesn’t sell clothes. Sophistication and style does.” He crossed his arms behind his head leisurely. The pose only emphasized the size of his biceps beneath the tailored dress shirt.
“Whatever you say, Milo.” His thick, dark hair was slightly mussed and he’d loosened his tie and freed the top two buttons on his shirt. She could see just a hint of smooth, tanned skin beneath the blue material.
“You’ve got everyone in the agency calling me that. Until I met you people always called me Tony. There have been a few brave souls willing to risk their health and call me Milton.” His blue eyes dropped to her lips for a moment before he met her gaze again. He laughed softly when she didn’t respond.
Mya glanced away, her cheeks hot, embarrassed to have been caught ogling him yet again. They’d both started at Southern Star Advertising in Atlanta five years ago and had immediately become “friendly enemies”. They’d shared everything from ideas to pizza and cases of Red Bull. He had quickly become her best friend as well as her biggest competitor. They had routinely stolen the best clients and campaigns from under each other’s noses at every turn and laughed about it afterward. He was just as driven as she was and fully understood her hunger to succeed. She would have done anything for him. Then she’d gone and ruined everything.
She’d fallen in love with him.
When she’d received a job offer from an innovative new agency it had seemed as if it were fate. She’d left Atlanta and come to Washington D.C. determined to make a new start. Mirage Advertising had been great to her and the owner James Lawson had treated her with the utmost respect.
Until he’d done the unthinkable and hired Milo.
Now he was here in her safe haven, disturbing her peace and shaking up everything she’d spent the last year trying to build. Despite moving over six hundred miles she was still in the same place. In love with a man she could never hope to have.
“The LaVin group might not be seriously looking for new representation.” Milo uncrossed his arms and sat up. He absently straightened a few papers on the top of his desk. “I wouldn’t get my hopes up if I were you.”
“But if they are…” Mya grinned at the idea.
“I’m reserving judgment until after the meeting tomorrow.” Milo rolled his eyes.
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Milo leaned over her, every muscle in his body straining beneath his golden skin. Mya had the perfect angle to admire him, the strong lines of his back, the smooth column of his throat as he tasted her breasts, the rich dark spill of his hair, a stunning contrast to the caramel tone of her skin. His mouth was an inferno as he followed the curve of her waist to the hidden spot between her hip and her thigh, the spot guaranteed to make her crazy.
“Open your legs for me. Yes that’s it. Open those pretty thighs.” Milo lifted his head to look at her, his normally blue eyes dark, predatory as he watched her spread her legs. Once she lay open before him, he simply looked his fill, his gaze hot on her naked skin.
Mya flushed as he watched her, sure that he could hear the heavy cadence of her heart, could sense the wetness in the deepest part of her. How many years had she longed for him, ached to feel