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AN HOUR LATER, HARPER stood in the living room wearing a work dress. She placed her laptop on the armchair along with her purse and slid lip gloss over her lips.

Tap, tap.

She opened the door and found Daniel standing in front of her wearing a white shirt and a long pair of black pants. Holy shit, he looked gorgeous and every bit the powerful CEO.

“I thought...” she said, but he stepped inside and shut the door.

“You look sexy as hell,” Daniel said, his eyes running over her body.

She swallowed.

“I thought I was meeting you downstairs?” Harper asked, but she could see the fire in his eyes. “Daniel?”

He took a few more steps toward her as she retreated. “No. You said we were meeting downstairs. I have other plans.”

“For?” But she knew.

He continued stalking her until her legs banged against the back of the sofa. “I want to know your pussy is screaming out for me while I can’t touch you this morning. I want to know you’ll be wet and that I’m still able to pleasure you.”

She swallowed.

What was he talking about? They would be in a meeting.

“Daniel,” she said, placing a hand on his chest. “I need to focus during this meeting.”

“You will,” he said. “But you’ll also feel pleasure. My pleasure.”

Harper wasn’t sure what he meant, but if he planned to tease her then leave, she would just shake it off and focus.

Daniel reached down and slid his hand under her skirt. “Take your panties off and go sit at the coffee table,” he instructed. “I have something for you.”

Oh, god.

She hesitated.

“Harper,” he growled, running his hand up and down his hard cock through his pants. He took her chin in his hand and said firmly, but thick with desire, “Now.”

Goddamn him. She was now sopping wet and her nipples hard as hell, so she figured if he could quickly make her come, then it would be worth it.

They’d just have to be a few minutes late.

She lifted her dress and sat on the table, pulling her panties off.

“Leave the shoes. Feet up either side of me,” he ordered, sitting down in front of her.

“Daniel, if you don’t make me come, I swear to god,” she said even as she did as she was told. She felt less vulnerable about her pussy being exposed to him now.

“Good girl,” he said, touching her wetness as his eyes held hers. “Now,” Daniel said, pulling something out of his pocket. “These are for you.”

In his hand were two round balls connected to a string.

Her eyes widened.

What was he planning to do with those?

“Lie back.” His hand went to her stomach, and he nudged her back. “I’m going to put these inside you, and if I think you deserve pleasure today, I will turn them on.”

“Dan...ohmygoddd.” She said as he rubbed the solid objects around the entrance of her pussy.


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