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as he laughs again, and renews his furious efforts, I clutch my breast, tweaking my nipple through my bra.
    That always gets me off, and this time's no exception. With a harsh, uncouth grunt I give in to it, my pussy pulsating like a heart and yet more juice slithering out of me to saturate Noah's fingers.
    "Good little Susie. That was nice. I love bringing a woman off. I love to feel her pleasure against my hand."
    He's arrogant, domineering, quite ruthless. Like his office persona, but in a thrilling new variant. He sucks the taste of me off his fingers and then releases the lift, and in seconds the door's sliding open. I barely manage to straighten my skirt in time, and I stagger out onto his floor, convinced that the older guy who's just got into the car will smell me and know what we've been doing. I imagine him grinning and maybe touching himself as he descends.
    I feel I have to assert myself and regain some ground.
    "I don't normally do that, you know," I say firmly as I follow Noah along the corridor. "I'm only using you as compensation for all you've put us through. You do realize that, don't you?" It's the first thing that comes into my head, but it seems to make sense. Which is a miracle, really, because I can't stop looking at Noah's fabulous ass in his well cut trousers. I'd like to fall on my knees, rub my cheeks again those cheeks, and caress his masculine bum this very minute.
    "No problem. I know that," he says, "And I deserve it. It's a damn sight more than a drink that I owe you." He flings me a smile and wink over his shoulder. "Do you think that guy who got into the lift just now knows I was just repaying a debt?"
    I bet he did.
    The moment the room door closes behind us, Noah gives me a long questioning look. He's still dominant, still a man who's used to being in charge. But he's not quite the ruthless bastard all my colleagues think he is. He wants to know that I want what he wants.
    I nod.
    He says, "Strip. All off. I want to see you naked, you gorgeous woman."
    Shaking, I drop my bag into an armchair and start to obey him, even though my fingers don't seem to work right. He flings aside his briefcase and jacket and crosses straight to the dressing table. There's a bottle of Gordon's there, and a glass, and he seems to consider pouring himself a measure. Golly, he can't half knock it back.
    But then he appears to think twice, and turns to me. The fact that he considers me intoxicating enough already makes me warm, warm, warm.
    When my clothes are off, I've never felt more naked in my life. I'm dripping again too, and I could swear he'll be able to see it running down my thighs.
    "Show me your pussy, love. Lie on the bed. Legs open wide."
    All of a tremble, I comply, lying back and holding my knees to open myself. He comes right up to me, and studies my wet flesh. Then he reaches between my labia, grabs my clit and tweaks it between his finger and thumb. I whine like a baby, but he's merciless. Within seconds I'm coming again, my pussy clenching, clenching, clenching.
    I gasp for air, beached on the bed, my sex on fire with the embers and aftershocks of pleasure. I can't do a thing and I don't resist when he manhandles me further across the mattress, then starts working on his belt buckle.
    Within seconds he has his cock out, and it's a beauty, just as I hoped it would be. It certainly looks damned pleased to see me, hard and hot and high, glans gleaming with pre come.
    "I hope you've got a condom for that thing." I can't see an efficiency expert not having one, but better safe than sorry.
    He narrows his blue eyes at me, but he's smiling. He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out the requisite foil package. I wonder dimly if he's been carrying one all the time he's been working at the firm. Efficiency expert, eh? Always organized and prepared for anything. I whimper, staring up into his stern, passionate face as he enrobes himself in a quick, businesslike fashion. Has he been aroused before? Has