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His golden eyes flashed as he shook his head. “You’re not
going into work today. I already called Michelle—”

“What!” Her eyes rounded, fury twisting her features. “You
had no right—”

“I had every right,” he whispered, halting her next words
when he unraveled a small slip of black fabric that she hadn’t seen until now
from around his hand and gently slid it across her mouth, her cheek, through
the valley of her naked breasts. Even in her anger, lust uncoiled inside her
belly and her body began to tremble, her skin flushing with wanton heat.

“I don’t feel comfortable with you going into the office
today. Besides, it was a long night, and we’re both tired.” One eyebrow lifted,
a tiny grin crooking the corner of his mouth. “But if you have a problem with
that, I can leave you tied to this bed all day.” She twisted against her
bindings as fury pumped through her veins. He was insane if he thought he could
chain her to her bed for an entire day and get away with it, and she opened her
mouth to tell him just that when he shook his head sharply and lifted the black
cloth in his hand. “Will I have to gag you as well?”

Her eyes widened, her entire body vibrating with anger. When
he let her loose, she swore she was going to rake her nails down his face. Yet
she was smart enough to keep those thoughts to herself as she snapped her mouth
shut and shook her head.

“Good girl,” he whispered, setting the black fabric aside.
He sat down on the bed beside her then, stroking his hand across her bare skin.
Everywhere he touched her, her flesh tingled until a steady fire of lust and
heat burned at her core. Whatever she’d been upset about just moments ago she
forgot when he rolled atop her, then settled between her parted thighs, his
face inches away from her dripping sex.

She gasped when he palmed her thighs, spreading her legs
wider and pushing them higher against her body. He watched her from between her
splayed thighs, and she shivered as a spike of heat passed between them, hot
and carnal. The first brush of his lips against her pulsing cunt was pure bliss
and she moaned out her pleasure, her head falling back against the pillow.

His tongue was rough, spearing her hot sheath in and out
until she was writhing and panting. He licked at her juices, lapping up the
essence of her pleasure as he devoured her cunt. When his mouth circled her
tiny nub, she nearly shot up off the bed, arching her back as a lightning bolt
of fire lanced through her. She cried out, her pussy rewarding him with more of
its sticky wetness.

Seth groaned, low and deep in his throat, eagerly eating
from her pussy. He kept his lips clamped around her clit, suckling gently,
while he probed inside her tight sheath with his fingers, pumping lightly at
first, then harder.

She rocked her hips, meeting the perfect rhythm of his
thrusting fingers, grinding her hot cunt against his face. Their harsh pants
echoed in the room, mingling with the sound of him slurping against her sex.

Katherine could feel the wave of heat building inside her,
the pleasure almost bursting forth. She closed her eyes as tremors began to
vibrate from her core across her entire body, but let out a strangled cry when
Seth lifted his head.

“Do not come, Katherine,” he whispered against her heated
flesh. “Not without my permission.”

She whimpered, because she knew it was already too late for
her to stem the pleasure surging inside her, so when the first wave of her
orgasm hit, she erupted with a violent, quaking shudder. Despite his command,
Seth did not stop as he hungrily feasted on her pussy and she screamed out, her
entire body shaking and trembling as pleasure burst inside her, sweeping her
away. Her chest heaved as she panted, and convulsions rocked her body for a
long time after her climax waned. Seth kept his face buried between her thighs,
against her cunt, lapping up the dripping evidence of her pleasure until she
relaxed against him with a long sigh.

“I will punish you,” he whispered, “for coming without my
permission—but later,” he promised.

And he did punish her later, but at that moment she did not
care what punishments would follow because she felt as if he’d taken her body
and wrung it dry. She was so thoroughly satiated, so utterly exhausted that she
didn’t think it was possible, that she had anything left to give. Yet, when he
traced a languorous path up the length of her body, trailing kisses against her
bare flesh, it was as if she hadn’t just come—her body awakened again beneath
the onslaught of his kisses.

He kissed her breasts, lovingly, tenderly, drawing the tight
bud of one nipple inside the hot, moist cavern of his mouth while he palmed the
heavy weight of her other mound with his hand.

He massaged and kneaded her soft flesh as he sucked on one
nipple, then the other. He alternated between both, licking and sucking,
massaging and groping until the tender folds of her pussy were glistening wet.

It was as if he sensed her body was ready, primed and needy
all over again. With one last flick of his tongue against her ripe nipple, he
moved higher, covering her body with his. Reaching over to her bedside table,
he plucked up a condom from where he’d left several packets and quickly
sheathed himself. And in one fluid motion, he hooked his arms beneath her legs,
splaying her wide and open.

Seth leaned down to kiss her then and she met his lips
eagerly, savoring the spicy taste of her essence on his lips. He stroked his
tongue inside her mouth, probing deep, at the same time he plunged inside her
with the steel-hard length of his cock, burying himself balls-deep.

She gasped against his lips, her tight flesh stretching
around his thrusting, hard shaft. The thick meat of his cock pummeled her cunt,
hitting against the back of her sheath with each deep stroke.

She struggled to accommodate him, her soft, pliable flesh
yielding beneath him. He rode her body fast and hard, the smacking of flesh
against flesh echoing in the room, mingling with their deep groans and breathy
gasps.

Seth held her beneath him, her body pinned to the bed as he
drilled her, his cock slamming into her wet flesh, his lips still sealed to
hers as he kissed her deeply, thoroughly.

His lovemaking was rough, primal, and with each pumping
thrust she felt he was branding her, claiming her, leaving his mark on her body
so that everyone would know he’d taken her, loved her, and that she now
belonged to him.

He wrenched his lips from hers, calling her name, and she
stared up at him. His eyes were clenched shut, his face twisted in pleasurable
agony. The sight of him on the edge of control, ready to snap, was
intoxicating. She’d never seen Seth so wild, his composure completely gone. The
tight leash he kept on his emotions had finally snapped and her body responded
to the wildness of his lovemaking, pouring forth a gush of wetness, coating his
thrusting length.

He sucked in a sharp breath, pushing harder and faster
inside her. She could have come with him, but this time she didn’t. This time
she wanted to see him completely snap, his control finally obliterated. She
clenched her muscles around him, the tight vise of her cunt imprisoning his
thrusting cock. It took him by surprise and he gasped, then groaned, a violent
shudder racking his body as he spurted deep inside her with a lewd curse.

Seth collapsed against her, his face buried within the crook
of her neck as he panted wildly, his warm breaths tickling her skin. When he
was finally able to move, he released his hold on her thighs and she let her
legs slide down the length of his body to wrap around his waist.

With one hand he undid her bindings and she stretched out
her arms, then let them settle around his wide back, her hands gently stroking
his sweat-soaked flesh until Seth’s breathing evened and she knew he’d fallen
asleep, his soft cock still nestled inside her.

Chapter Five

The next morning Katherine lay in bed, completely still,
waiting, listening until she heard the shower down the hall come on. She
slipped out of bed and quickly washed in her master bathroom, then dressed.

Before he’d headed to her guest shower, Seth had told her to
stay put for the day. But Katherine couldn’t stay put—it wasn’t in her nature.
She’d never missed a day at work—let alone
two
.
Yesterday, he’d
practically held her prisoner in her own bed—although she wasn’t complaining,
she thought with a smile. Still, as much as she would love to spend yet another
day in Seth’s arms, the mountain of work on her desk demanded her attention.
She scribbled a quick note to Seth and set it on the bed.

As she piled into her car and left her home, she decided
she’d only stay a few minutes, just long enough to grab a few things so that
she could work from home. She knew Seth would be pissed, but she didn’t see
what the big deal was. She wouldn’t even be gone an hour.

Katherine was just pulling into her reserved spot when her
cell phone rang. She didn’t even glance at it. She didn’t need to. When it
stopped and rang again, she knew with a certainty who it was. Seth. Ignoring
her blaring cell, she got out of her car and walked toward her private elevator
then rode up the forty-eight floors to her office. Within minutes, she’d
grabbed the files she needed off her desk and was heading back down to the
garage.

Katherine stepped off the elevator and walked toward her
car. Her heels clicked noisily against the pavement as she rummaged through her
purse for her keys.

She probably never would have even noticed the figure
hovering beneath her car had it not been for the small thump followed by a
muffled curse causing Katherine to glance up from her purse.

She stopped and frowned at the skulking shadow. “What th—
Hey!”

Dressed in all black, the intruder’s face was partially
obscured by the brim of a dark hat so she couldn’t see the face, but Katherine
would have recognized those tacky red talons anywhere.

“Get back here,” Katherine yelled when the intruder turned
to run. She cursed as she dropped her files with her purse and kicked off her
heels to sprint after the culprit, her toned athletic frame eating up the
distance between them until she was close enough to launch herself and drag the
intruder to the ground.

She struggled furiously with the trespasser, fighting to pin
the flailing body down. Just when she finally managed to plant her weight atop
the intruder’s chest, Seth’s car barreled into the garage, coming to a
screeching halt beside her at the same time Joshua burst through the stairwell
door, gun in hand, with his security team behind him.

Katherine barely noticed any of them as she scowled down at
the figure still struggling beneath her. With a flick of the wrist, she flipped
off the cap covering the face of the trespasser, revealing long brown
extensions.

Katherine glared at the woman pinned under her. She’d
recognized her the moment she’d seen those red nails. “What the hell are you
doing here?”

The woman struggled against Katherine’s weight, her face
twisted in fury. “Get off me!” she shot back, but Katherine just glowered at
her as she clamped her thighs harder around the bucking woman’s body.

“Not until you tell me what you did to my car.”

“You know her?”

Katherine looked up at Seth with a quick nod before
returning her attention to the once-blonde-now-brunette figure beneath her.

“She’s my ex-husband’s wife.” Katherine glared at her. “What
are you doing here, Shannon?” As she stared at the woman, everything began to
click into place. This entire bizarre fiasco was so like Shannon with her need
for drama, and it all made since now—
mostly
. The crimson polish used to
write the notes—Shannon’s favorite color. Shannon knew where she lived, where
she worked, she knew everything about her—after all, they’d once been friends.
That was, until Shannon had slept with Katherine’s husband.

“It was you who sent me those notes, wasn’t it?” When
Shannon nodded, Katherine just shook her head in confusion. “Why?”

“I just wanted to scare you,” Shannon said in a rush.
“Thought maybe it would get you to leave Ricky alone.”

“Ricky?” Katherine frowned. “I haven’t seen that asshole in
two years.” Not since the divorce. Besides, why would scaring her somehow get
her to leave Ricky alone, which was exactly what Katherine asked.

“Ricky’s been cheating on me. I thought it was with you.
Found all these pictures of you, mementos from your marriage that he keeps
locked in his office. He’s obsessed with you. I think he’s even still in love
with you. I waited at your place last night and sure thing—he drove past your
home.”

Katherine’s eyes narrowed. “So it was you who set off the
alarm,” she deduced.

“Hey, boss,” Joshua interrupted, drawing Katherine’s furious
gaze from Shannon. “I checked under your car and found these.” He held up three
tiny black objects in his hand.

She frowned. “What are they?”

“Tire caps,” Seth interjected as he walked over to her. “She
was going to let all the air out of your tires, and by the time you left work,
all four of them would have been flat.”

He gestured to the three caps in his hand. “But you came
back before she could even get all the tire caps off.”

Seth pulled her off Shannon and then cuffed the other woman.

“But you didn’t expect me to leave work early,” Katherine
concluded.

Shannon’s blue eyes flashed with irritation. “You never
leave work early,” she snapped. “Come to think of it, I’ve never known you to
get to work late either.”

Katherine couldn’t help it. Her cheeks heated, and she was
sure they were as red as Shannon’s tacky nails. She cast Seth a sideways
glance, but he was the epitome of cool professionalism. He didn’t even bat an
eye. Typical Seth
.

“Well, some things change,” Katherine said quietly as she
watched Seth turn Shannon over to Joshua, who hauled her off.