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he growled, his breath hot on my ear.
I nodded, my hands reaching up to grip his shoulders. "I do, sir. I’ve been thinking about this all day."
His lips curved into a wicked smile, and he spun me around, pressing me against the cold glass of the window. The city spread out below us, a bustling metropolis oblivious to the secret desires unfolding in this high-rise office.
He hiked up my tight pencil skirt, his hands roaming over my bare ass, and I felt a surge of excitement.
This was exactly what I wanted—raw, unapologetic, and completely forbidden.