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Then he rode her even harder, like a wild man, savagelypossessing her, fucking her—the way a wolf fucks a mate in heat—exulting whenhe felt her orgasm rise and crest once more, quickly followed by his own.

His climax was intense, a hot wash of exquisite pleasurethat swamped him in wave after blinding wave.

All the while, one thought rocketed through his mind,punctuated with each hard thrust, each feral groan.

Mine.

Mine.

Mine.

No one else could have her.

Chapter Twelve

Katherine sashayed into the office the next morning feelingvery much like a new woman. Last night had been phenomenal. Adam had taken herfrom every angle, making her come more times than she’d thought possible. Herpussy and nipples still thrummed from all the attention they’d endured.

More than that, she’d finally lived out her lifelong sexualfantasy. It had been everything she ever dreamed of and more.

Adam was everything she had ever dreamed of and more.

She felt so…complete.

A slow, sultry smile drifted across her face as sheremembered one particular…interchange in the shower, where she’d brought Adamto the edge of insanity with her mouth. She’d made him beg. It had beenan enlightening experience.

For the first time, she realized she could twist a manaround her little finger and make him writhe with ecstasy.

And for the first time it had hit her, really hit her, on abone-deep level. Adam wanted her as much as she wanted him. She’d heard hiswhispers last night though she’d been nearly delusional with passion herself.She’d heard him declare, with each thrust, she was his, his, his.

Most importantly, for the first time, she realized she couldwin his heart.

Her mind reeled at the thought.

Having his body was a wonderful thing but having his heartand soul as well…well, that would be a dream come true. And now, today, itseemed as though it could really happen.

She knew how important it was to keep their private andbusiness lives separate—knew from personal experience how dangerous it was tobecome involved with someone from work—but today all she wanted to do was standon her chair and warble it to the rooftops.

That was a dangerous inclination. It was absolutelyessential that their affair remain a secret. No one could know.

They were going to have to be very careful. Circumspect.Inconspicuous. Prudent.

She tossed her hair over her shoulder as she rounded thecorner to her office. She’d decided to wear it down this morning because Adamloved it down. She’d also decided to soften her style. She wore a navy suit anda pretty mauve blouse with a plunging neckline and heels. Adam loved her inheels.

Long, dangly earrings completed the new, relaxed persona.She knew she looked attractive and sexy—probably well-fucked too—and thatknowledge gave a spring to her step and a decided wiggle to her walk.

As she passed Kenny and Jack in the hall, they turned andwatched her, their mouths agape, drooling a little perhaps.

It didn’t bother her that they might suspect the reason forthe change in her demeanor. They would never know it was Adam who’d put thatsatisfied smile on her face.

As she came to her office, she flicked a quick glancethrough Adam’s door. Her smile blossomed. He was there, at his desk. Both heand Tristan had their heads bent over a printout. God, he was handsome thismorning.

She dropped her laptop and purse on the desk and picked upthe phone, quickly punching in his extension. Leaning a hip on her desk, shewatched him with hungry eyes.

He made a face as his phone rang, clearly annoyed at theinterruption. He reached for the receiver without lifting his eyes from thepapers they were studying.

“Adam Trillo.” His voice was rough, deep, as though hehadn’t gotten much sleep last night. As though he’d become a little hoarse frombegging for mercy or crying out in exultation…or something.

“Good morning,” she purred.