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Former Olympic hopeful Katelyn Willow put aside her dreams of gold more than eight years ago. Now she's an unemployed charity analyst running three hours late for a job interview with the CEO of Griffin Holdings after being mugged. Bound and determined to have the interview anyway, she waits outside the private entrance to his Chicago offices.
Griffin Montgomery doesn't know what to make of the disheveled and slightly bruised woman waiting for him in the alley. The gentleman inside him wants to tuck her into his limo and safely escort her to her apartment, with the promise of an interview once another position opens up.
The man inside him just wants to take her in every position imaginable.
Former Olympic hopeful Katelyn Willow put aside her dreams of gold more than eight years ago. Now she's an unemployed charity analyst running three hours late for a job interview with the CEO of Griffin Holdings after being mugged. Bound and determined to have the interview anyway, she waits outside the private entrance to his Chicago offices.
Griffin Montgomery doesn't know what to make of the disheveled and slightly bruised woman waiting for him in the alley. The gentleman inside him wants to tuck her into his limo and safely escort her to her apartment, with the promise of an interview once another position opens up.
The man inside him just wants to take her in every position imaginable.
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Katelyn gasped, then moaned, her legs shifting to wriggle away but only
providing him greater access. He drew his bottom lip in, the flesh re-emerging
as wet and red as the tight channel his fingers explored.
Griffin slid closer, his free hand pushing her skirt higher to completely expose her thighs. "You're not going anywhere, Kate. Not when you're wet enough to drink from."
Griffin slid closer, his free hand pushing her skirt higher to completely expose her thighs. "You're not going anywhere, Kate. Not when you're wet enough to drink from."
She had retained a runner's legs, the flexing thighs lean but muscular. Pinning the bottom panel of her underwear to the side with one thumb, he spread her swollen outer labia to find the inner petals glistening beneath a thick layer of moisture. He slowly licked his lips, his gaze shuttering as he pushed two fingers into her.
Finding her hot and drenched, he inhaled sharply and looked into her startled eyes. "I could take you now."
She didn't argue, was too stunned by her body's betrayal to say anything.
"I won't." The pad of his thumb landed on her clit to run small circles. "Not today."
Her nipples puckered inside her bra, the fabric suddenly too tight from her arousal. She squirmed, inhaling big gulps of air without releasing them as his fingers stroked inside her. Already hovering at the edge of orgasm, she parted her lips.
She should tell him no, push his hands away, do something -- anything -- to stop him.
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