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her even having to say a word.
    She pursed her lips and turned her attention to Zara. “Well then, I apologise, Miss…?”
    “Watson,” Zara said. “And it’s quite all right, although I did tell you he was expecting me.”
    She gave my receptionist the same look Mary had given me, and I shrivelled on Mary’s behalf. God, she had a way about her, this Zara Watson, of reducing me to what would look, to anyone watching, an uneducated, dithering mess. I had to regain some control. This was my domain, the place where I called the shots, and I wouldn’t allow Zara to take over. To do her thing, I was quickly learning, was something she was an expert at.
    “You may leave us, Mary, thank you,” I said, rising and gesturing to Zara that she take the seat opposite my desk. “No coffee. Miss Watson won’t be staying long.” I studied Zara, daring her to say otherwise.
    Zara remained where she was, a cantankerous expression on her face. I’d got myself into hot water meeting her, no mistake about that, and I wasn’t sure how to extricate myself from her stupid bet and her clutches. And that’s what they were, those words of hers, clutches that had wound their way into my brain, convincing me that I ought to be shown a thing or two.
    Mary backed out, mouth a cat’s arsehole, and closed the door quietly.
    “What the bloody hell!” I said, glaring at Zara.
    God damn her. I couldn’t allow my simmering anger to come even close to boiling. She licked her red lips, taking two steps towards me, hands on black mini-skirted hips. I made to round my desk, stopped by the narrowing of her eyes. She jutted out her chest, the swells of her tits all too enticing beneath a thin white linen blouse, her black bra visible through the fabric. What was she, some kind of temptress?
    “Oh, sit down, you,” she said with a casual wave of one hand. “We have some business that won’t take long, I assure you.”
    “Business?” I said, annoyed with myself for sitting as she’d instructed. Annoyed that two minutes in her company had changed me from a strong-willed, dominant man into…what?
    A man who would do anything she said.
    “Yes, business.”
    She strode to my desk and pressed her pelvis against it. The edge dug into the pad of flesh just above her cunt, and immediately my thoughts went to what was below that edge. Was she wet? I suspected she was—I had no doubt she got off on this kind of thing. The thought of her having damp knickers had my cock straining uncomfortably.
    “Really, Zara, you can’t just waltz in here without letting me know first.” I reached down to adjust myself. “Believe it or not I have work to do.”
    She nodded in the direction of my groin. “I was right. We do have business to attend to.”
    With a sudden movement, she was beneath the desk. I looked down to see her on hands and knees, staring up at me with her head tilted, eyes wide. Knowing eyes that proved to me she could strip a man bare, leaving him helpless and at her mercy while she probed deep into his soul. A dangerous woman, who offered me a silent question, one I wasn’t sure how to answer. My body knew what she intended to do before I’d had the chance to think about saying yes or no, and of their own accord my knees sprung apart, giving her ample space to settle between them.
    “I need breakfast,” she said, deftly undoing my trousers and taking out my painfully hard cock.
    Jesus Christ. Really?
    I glanced at the shut door. Behind it Mary would be sitting at her desk, beyond that several more secretaries and my partners in offices, all busying away. And here was Zara releasing my dick. Anyone could walk in…
    Zara pitched forward and swallowed me down, giving me no chance to protest, and if I was honest, I didn’t have it in me to stop her, despite our precarious situation. She was hungry, and I’d been more than ready to feed her before she’d turned up so how the hell was I supposed to resist?
    The vein in my cock pulsed, and