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But his requests were increasingly getting harder, more demanding.
    He cocked his head to the side, his gaze dancing with devious mischief. “You know you never answered me.”
    “Hmm…” she trailed off, somehow hoping that her non-answer would divert him, knowing it wouldn’t. She suspected the only reason he’d let her get away with not answering was because it suited his plans. She pointed to the bathroom. “I need to go freshen up.”
    He shook his head. “I don’t think so. You need to be reminded who controls you, and what better way than giving a presentation with no panties and filled with my come.”
    Her throat went dry. A couple of weeks ago, he’d insisted on the formalities of a blood test since she was on birth control pills and he didn’t want any barriers between them. Now he was using it to his advantage. “You wouldn’t.”
    “I would. I do.”
    “B-but this is work.”
    He raised one brow. “Oh? So I only own you during non-business hours?”
    She bit her lip, thinking on a way out. She couldn’t do this. Now she’d wished she’d just answered him. What had she been thinking? Ugh. Damn man made her lose her head. “Umm…no.”
    “Hang on.” Before she could ask where he was going he disappeared into his adjoining room. People at work had begun to realize they were involved, but Ethan and Violet didn’t flaunt their relationship. In only moments he returned, holding a small black cylinder-shaped object.
    Her heart thudded, skipped a beat. “What?”
    “You came,” he said simply.
    “So did you.” The retort left her mouth before she could hold it in.
    On a long, exaggerated sigh he shook his head. “Put your hands on the dresser and lean over, Violet.”
    “I will not.”
    One thick brow rose up his forehead. “Keep testing me, sugar. I can think of all sorts of interesting ways to torture you.”
    Could he? Really? What could be worse than this? Nothing that she could think of.
    Of course, she’d made the mistake of thinking that before only to be proven wrong.
    He stroked the line of her jaw. “You hold on to this defiance, and that’s fine, but then you’ve got to pay the consequences.”
    He was right. She did hold on to the fight, somehow scared to give it up, afraid of what would happen between them if she did. She took a deep breath. He knew many more tricks than she did. If she denied him this, she didn’t doubt she’d pay double her current fine. She leaned over and put her hands on the dresser.
    He walked up behind her and smoothed his hand over the curve of her hip. “Good girl.” He flipped her skirt up so the fabric fluttered onto her back. He reached around and slid his fingers over her clit. She responded to his touch as she always did, a jolt of pleasure spiraling through her.
    “Mmmm… I love how you’re such a little slut for me.” He slid his fingers inside her, thrust until she arched and moaned, then he withdrew.
    She shook her head. “No, please.”
    “So greedy. So needy.” Suddenly his fingers, wet with cool lubricant, circled the tight ring of her ass. “I’m going to take you here, very soon. I think this is the perfect time to start preparing you.”
    Desire shot through her. She’d been waiting for this, wanting it, but he hadn’t done anything but mild, feathery touches that were over before they began. She squeezed her
    eyes shut. It was just like him to pick a time she was most vulnerable to introduce her. She tightened.
    The tips of his fingers eased into her opening. “Relax.”
    She responded to his command, letting her muscles unclench, loosen. He slid his finger inside and she rippled with a dark, forbidden pleasure. Another finger followed the first, filling her, stretching her. She couldn’t help the moan.
    He pulled out, circled the puckered skin, thousands of nerve endings danced to the music he set. She pushed her ass higher into the air, a silent offering.
    He leaned down, nipped at the lobe of her ear. “You’ve