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little shivers through her and she whimpered as nerve endings she hadn’t known existed, sparked excitedly to life. He rubbed his finger along her slit and when he pushed it through her folds, she was shocked at how easily it slid into her soaking wet pussy.
    “Oh, Rachel,” he whispered, and pushed his solid erection against her arse. He teased her clit and the combination of the new sensations from the plug and his coarse fingers rubbing her throbbing nub, was all it took to take her to a new level of pleasure. Just as the first telltale signs of orgasm started building though, he removed his hand, causing Rachel to emit a groan of frustration.
    “Please, Adam. Please let me come.” She needed to come and she needed it now, but Adam moved away from her and slapped her arse.
    “Get up,” he said, firmly. “If you behave, I promise you’ll get your orgasm later.”
    Rachel pulled herself up from the table, squirming at the unfamiliar fullness in her arse as she straightened her body. She frowned as it dawned on her what he was up to. He was going to make her serve the coffee in the meeting, fully aroused and with a fucking butt plug shoved up her arse. If she performed to his liking, he would reward her with an orgasm after the meeting and if she didn’t…
    She put her hands on her hips and glared at him. “Adam, I know how seriously you take this business and these meetings. Do you seriously want to risk your reputation if anyone guesses what you’re up to?”
    Adam just laughed though. “My dear Rachel, what makes you think it’ll be my reputation on the line? As far as they would be concerned, you’re just an over-amorous temp who’s behaving like a whore in my boardroom.”
    Even though Adam’s crude words were so harsh, Rachel’s knees went weak as heat shot through her body. He was right—he would just look shocked and outraged and she would be the one having to live with the shame. He knew she wouldn’t risk that, and he clearly also knew that the whole idea of the risk of being caught behaving like a whore turned her on in a way she would never have known herself.
    “Adam Stone, you are one sick bastard.” She scowled, as her body quivered again with arousal.
    He laughed as he slid his hand up her skirt and brushed against her burning pussy. He held up his finger, glistening with her juices, and raised his eyebrows. “Who, me?”
    Despite this slightly scary turn in their erotic play, Rachel couldn’t hold back the naughty grin she’d been trying to hide. Damn him, but this was so sexy.
    “I’ll serve your coffee, Sir, and will behave with the utmost decorum.” She lifted her chin and walked out of the boardroom and into his office. The plug moved as she did and the sensation was nearly enough to send her over the edge right there and then. Maybe a quick trip to the bathroom would help to ease the tension so she didn’t spill any coffee.
    “Oh, and Rachel?”
    “Yes, Sir?” She could hear the quiver in her voice as she turned awkwardly back to face him.
    “You don’t have permission to pleasure yourself. Do I make myself clear?”
    God, she’d like to wipe that smirk of his face.
    “Yes, Sir ,” she hissed, and walked as gracefully out of his office as she could, all things considered.
    About an hour later, people had started arriving for the meeting. Lord Granville was already there, along with a couple of other directors. Just before the meeting was due to start, Joanne Baker, the Finance Director, rushed past her desk. She stopped briefly when she saw Rachel, and smiled. “Can we have a chat after the meeting? I’ve got a proposition for you.”
    “Oh. Yes, of course,” said Rachel, wondering what on earth Joanne Baker could possibly want with her.
    When the final person had arrived, Adam popped his head round the door. “Can you bring in the lunch at twelve-thirty please?”
    “Yes, Mr Stone,” Rachel purred, sounding every bit the professional she intended to