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for rhythm. Soon, we were moaning and staring into the other’s daze filled eyes. His cock pumped into my haven again and again. We were lost in our own passionate world until we climaxed within seconds of the other.
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    That set the tone for the weekend. By Valentine’s Day I had been thoroughly made love to. Drake woke me up to breakfast in bed that morning, later we bathed together in the Jacuzzi until our skins were wrinkled. After consuming several glasses of chilled champagne mimosas, eating a dozen oysters and steamed shrimps, we fell back into bed and made love again. I spent the most romantic—erotic weekend in Drake’s arms and I didn’t ever want to leave him.
     

 
    Chapter Seven
    Our secret love affair was in a holding pattern by the middle of May. Drake went away to Boston for a business conference. He was away the entire week, and I missed him like crazy. However, Ms. Phillips kept me busy at the office.
    Drake returned to the office on Wednesday. Before I could greet him with a kiss, he was called into a meeting. At noon, I stopped by his office and found he was still held up with his top division heads, including Ms. Phillips. His secretary ordered a working lunch for them. I caught a glimpse of him when he grabbed his lunch. He winked at me. I gave him a subtle smile, and noticed the stress etched across his forehead. I planned to relieve him of his stress the moment we are alone. My sexual appetite was as equal to his. I missed him.
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    Drake was still inside his office in another meeting when I left work at six o’clock. I envisioned what we both needed, another insatiable weekend of sex. I immediately planned a surprise for Drake that weekend. I ordered a bouquet of red roses, and a romantic dinner rich with seafood—oysters, and shrimps, his favorites to be delivered to his home.
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    Thursday morning, I sat at my desk with a cup of coffee in my hands, wondering why Drake never called me last evening. I texted him at nine P.M . , and after not receiving a reply went to bed and dreamed about him.
    “ Gurl , get to work,” I told myself.I turned on my computer and began my day assured I’d hear from Drake shortly.
     
    The buzz of the telephone startled me, an hour later.
    “Hart Enterprises, Accounting department, Ms. Ruiz speaking. How may I help you?”
    “Ms. Ruiz, Mr. Hart would like you to come to his office.” Drake’s efficient secretary stated, in her dry monotone voice.
    “Yes, ma’am,” I giddily replied. I couldn’t hide my delight. I was eager to see my man.
    Finally, I’d get some alone time with him. I planned to kiss him until he couldn’t control himself, and I didn’t care if we got another quickie right there in his office again.
    I wanted him fiercely. But Drake wasn’t alone when I stepped inside. Ms. Phillips and the security officer, Mr. Nolan accompanied him.
    “Good morning,” I politely greeted them all.
    Mr. Nolan offered me his seat, but his usual friendly personality was gone. He was very formal, and I felt a chill in that room.
     Ms. Ruiz, I’ll come straight to the point of this meeting,” Drake said, all business-like, and impersonal. “Our recent examination revealed a discrepancy with one of your accounts.”
    “Which account is that , Mr. Hart?”
    “The Donnelly account has a seven hundred-thousand dollar discrepancy. Can you explain that, Ms. Ruiz?” He asked, an accusatory tone in his voice.
    I couldn’t miss the anger in his voice, nor his unwavering glare. He looked right through me, as if we weren’t lovers.
    “That’s impossible! I like to see that reports, Dra—Mr . Hart,” I countered. I know he isn’t sitting there calling me a liar and a thief!
    I bolted out of my seat, and snatched that report right out of his hands. How could that be? I sat back in my seat and flipped through the report. “No, there has got to be a mistake.” A migraine was beginning and my head started to pound. “May I use your computer?” I