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“Step out.”
    She did, still unsure whether to let this go as far as they both wanted.
The little niggle of her conscience wouldn’t let her forget that he was Ethan’s
cousin and the grapevine in Brighton was
pretty rabid. She still had to work with Reed and what if Ethan found out they
were indulging in extra-curricular activities? Wouldn’t he be compelled to tell
his cousin about the threesome? And if he did, what would that do to her
reputation? She’d be labeled the very word her conscience taunted her with.
    Her breath came out on a whoosh as Reed hoisted her up and manoeuvred
her until she sat on the front of his car. Cold steel pressed against her bare
ass, while Reed’s raging erection pressed against her naked pussy. Her skirt
had bunched up around her waist and she tried to tug it down, but Reed used his
hands to open her thighs.
    “What’s wrong?” he said as he spread her. “Still worried someone will
see us, princess?”
    Princess.
    The word slapped like a wet flannel over her burning flesh.
    It made her feel entirely too young, too naïve. Yet it highlighted so
much more than her age. It brought into sharp focus her incompetence; with
money and with life. She’d been an idiot with her business, had taken her eye
off the big picture and the cost had been high not only to herself, but to her
beloved aunt. She’d been an idiot with her love life, too. Had been far too
reckless, too irresponsible.
    Hadn’t she promised herself to focus on her career? To put her full
attention on getting her life and finances back in order? What sort of mess
would it create if she got involved with a client and it meant losing her job?
Then she’d never get the chance to start up on her own again.
    Damn it. She had priorities. Priorities that didn’t include allowing a
man to fuck her against a car on a dark coast road. Even if that man set her
temperature soaring and her pussy weeping.
    Determined, she managed to shrug Reed’s hands away and scooted off his
car. “This is a really bad idea.” Despite her trembling knees and shaking
hands, she tugged down her skirt and moved around the car to snatch up her
panties.
    As she pulled them on, Reed stood by the side of the car, watching her.
“Is this your usual modus operandi?” he asked tightly. “Heat up a man, then
leave him with a cock so hard and aching he can barely stand up.”
    “No,” Lissa replied equally tightly, smoothing down her skirt. Her chest heaved with the effort it took to maintain some control. “But think about it. Can you blame me for calling a halt?”
    “Since thinking’s not exactly my priority right now, why don’t you
enlighten me.”
    “You’re a client. What happens after we’ve had our little fuck-fest and
I have to work for you?”
    “Same thing as what happens if we don’t have our little fuck-fest,” he
said, and his jaw went as tight as his tone. “Are you implying I’ll play the
power game?”
    “You don’t have to play it. Whatever way you look at it, the power rests
with you. You’re the money man. You call the shots.”
    “Do you realize what you’re accusing me of?” If anything, his jaw went
even tighter, heightening the angled planes of his face. “Using my money and
position to coerce women into letting me fuck them? Haven’t we already had this
discussion?”
    “That’s not what I meant. But you have to concede I’m at the lower end
of the food chain. An employee of the company who works for you. It puts me in
a weak position and…”
    I can’t feel any weaker than I
already do , she
wanted to say. I can’t let myself lose
any more of my self esteem than I already have.
    “You don’t think too highly of yourself, princess.”
    He slipped his hands in his pockets, unaware of how close he was to the
truth. She imagined he’d meant it flippantly, but the reality was all too
apparent to her.
    He must have glimpsed something in her expression, because he moved
closer and took his hands from his