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sat there staring at him expectantly.

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What the hell had she been saying? Was she expecting a response? He cleared his

throat and glanced down at her résumé, mainly so he wouldn’t freak her out by staring.

She certainly had the right work history. Hell, more than enough to do this job. Dealing

with his roughneck employees is what had caused the last assistant to leave though. Of

course, she’d had a permanent stick up her ass so he’d been happy to see that one go

even if she had left him high and dry.

“Mr. Lazos?” Carly—Ms. Kendall—crossed her toned legs and bit her bottom lip.

She stared at him with those intoxicating eyes and he knew he needed to say

something. Anything. Before the words were out, he was completely aware he was

going to regret this, but what choice did he have. He didn’t have time to go through a

dozen more interviews and she had more than enough qualifications. Not to mention,

viable candidates weren’t banging down the door to work here. So what if he ended up

walking around with a permanent hard-on. He’d get used to it.

He cleared his throat. “This all looks very impressive. If you started here, you’d be

in charge of payroll and handle all the accounting for this shop and the other two I own.

I have about forty-five employees, but I plan to expand soon. Do you think that’s

something you could handle?"

“At my last job I handled the payroll for close to two hundred people and I’m a

certified CPA so I could take care of all your taxes at the end of the year too.” Her

words came out in a rush.

Turning her down simply because she made him hot would be a mistake. Carly

Kendall was a dream employee. She had all the qualifications and then some. “I pay bi-

weekly and if it works out, after thirty days you get medical and dental, two weeks paid

vacation, and ten paid sick days.” He rattled off the salary and when she blinked, he

knew she’d take the job if he offered it.

“Can you start this week?” he managed to choke out.

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Her gorgeous blue eyes widened as if that had been the last thing she’d expected.

Her mouth dropped open for a fraction of a second before she contained herself. “Yes,

of course. Tomorrow, if you want. Uh, don’t you want to check my references?”

Good God, where was his head?
“I plan to make the necessary calls today. If there’s a

problem, I’ll contact you. If not, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Wonderful.” She smiled, revealing a perfect row of white teeth.

“Be here at nine.” He gritted his teeth and tried to discreetly shift in his seat. His

cock pressed painfully against the zipper of his pants.

“What exactly is the dress code here?”

“Dress code?” He stared dumbly at her.

“Well, I know the mechanics wear…uh, jumpsuits, or whatever those things are

called, but what do I wear?”

“The last assistant I had wore skirts and dresses. Nothing fancy though.” He bit

back the momentary twinge of guilt as she nodded enthusiastically. His last assistant

had worn jeans and polo T-shirts. It was an auto shop for God’s sake. The customers

didn’t give a shit what they wore so long as they fixed their cars and didn’t rip them off.

Nick, however, wanted to see those long legs again so he flat-out lied.

“Great. Well if that’s all, I guess I’ll see you tomorrow morning. Thank you for this

opportunity, Mr. Lazos.” She stood and held out a slim hand.

He stared at it for a moment before grasping it in his much bigger one. He started to

stand then stopped himself. If he did, she’d no doubt see his reaction to her and run for

the hills. Then he’d have to start the interview process all over again. “See you

tomorrow. And call me Nick,” he said before blindly picking up a stack of papers and

purposely ignoring her.

As soon as the door shut behind her he let out a long breath and let his head fall

against the desk. “You are an idiot,” he muttered to himself.

Seconds later the door swung open, interrupting his internal curses.

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“Who was the cute redhead?” Jimmy, one of his mechanics asked.

“She’s the new office manager.”

Jimmy’s lusty grin grew wider and Nick could smell the man’s arousal as it rolled

over the room. Hell, even without his extra sensory abilities, he knew exactly what the

man was thinking. He knew, because he was thinking it too. “She’s the most qualified

applicant we’ve had and she’s off limits. To you, to everyone. Spread it around because

she starts tomorrow.”

Jimmy held up his hands in mock defense and the lust Nick had smelled dissipated

almost immediately. “Calm down, boss. All I said was she was cute. I’ll let everyone

know.”

“Good. And watch your fucking language around her too!” Carly had class written

all over her and he didn’t want his guys running her off.

Not bothering to hide his laughter, Jimmy shut the door behind him on his way out.

Nick looked around his office and cringed. Stacks of paper were everywhere, and a

dirty carburetor sat on one of the shelves. The room hadn’t been cleaned in—hell, he

couldn’t remember how long. Muttering to himself, he started straightening up.

Technically it was his office, but she’d be using it the majority of the day and he wanted

it to be comfortable for her.

As he moved around the small room, his body tensed. Her raspberry scent lingered

in the air, assaulting all his senses. His entire body tensed as his canines extended.

Unless he was being threatened, he normally had control over his body. Taking a few

calming breaths, he sat and clutched the armrest of his chair until the threat of change

subsided.

* * * * *

Nick’s eyes flew open and he jerked upright in bed. His chest rose and fell wildly. A

light sheen of sweat covered his neck and chest. He scrubbed a hand over his face and

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shook his head, trying to clear the cobwebs of sleep. Yesterday had been long as hell

and it felt like he’d just dozed off.

For a second he was disoriented until he spotted the digital clock on his nightstand.

Time to get ready for work. As he swung his legs off the bed, he groaned when his sheet

rubbed against his rock-hard cock.

He shoved the thin cover off himself and headed for the bathroom, acutely aware of

the aching between his legs. The tile cooled his feet but it did little to cool the memories

of the particularly erotic dream he’d been having about Carly.

She’d been on his mind since yesterday. He’d thought about her on the drive home,

at home, and when his head had hit the pillow last night.

As he drew the shower curtain back and turned on the water, his other hand

automatically fisted around his cock. It was as if his hand had a mind of its own. Maybe

he should be embarrassed to fantasize about Carly while getting off, but damn, he

couldn’t get the vixen out of his head.

He’d spoken to her for all of twenty minutes and he was waking up with a fucking

hard-on for her. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d actually dreamt about a

woman not featured in a magazine. Now he was waking up panting like some randy

cub. Sure, it had been a while since he’d had sex, but not so long that he should be

acting like this.

As he stepped under the powerful jet stream, he started working his fist in long,

fluid motions. Images of working Carly into a sexual frenzy entered his mind unbidden

and all his senses heightened.

He could practically smell her sweet raspberry scent surrounding him as if she were

standing right in front of him. Hell, if she was here right now, he’d kiss and taste every

inch of her body until she was wet and begging for him. The overwhelming need to

dominate her shouldn’t surprise him, but it did.

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What he wanted from her was different than anything he’d experienced and he

barely knew the woman. As his free hand pressed against the tile to support himself,

her face swam before him, taunting him, teasing him.

What he wouldn’t give to feel her nails dig into his back or to taste her pussy. He

could just imagine stroking his tongue between her wet folds.

At the sound of the metal hooks scraping against the shower rod, Nick’s eyes flew

open. His shoulders tensed but before he could react, the curtain was drawn back and

in stepped Carly.

Completely naked.

For a moment, he forgot to breathe. Pale pink nipples were barely visible

underneath the long hair cascading over her chest and a soft tuft of fine, red hair

covered her mound.

His throat seized and he automatically reached out to touch her. Where, it didn’t

matter. He simply needed to feel her.

In the recesses of his mind, reality screamed at him and his hand froze. What the

hell was going on? This had to be a dream. He shook his head. Hell, if it was, he didn’t

want wake up.

“What are you doing here?” he rasped out.

“Shh.” She pressed a long finger to his lips before drawing the curtain back into

place.

She turned to face him and her eyes darkened as they roved over his body. His cock

jerked under her scrutiny. It felt like a heavy club between his legs and she was the only

woman who could relieve him.

With a trembling hand, he pushed aside any thoughts that this might be a dream

and reached out to touch her ivory skin. Her waist was slim but her hips flared out with

womanly curves. Perfect for him to grasp onto as he pounded into her.

Or as she rode him. Either way, it didn’t matter as long as his cock was inside her.

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Wordlessly, she stepped toward him, pressing her luscious body against the full

length of his. He was aware of water rushing over them, but the main thing he felt was

her hard nipples brushing against his chest.

As she moved against him, the pebbles teased his skin. Nick shuddered as their

bodies connected. Unable to stand it anymore and not caring if this was a fantasy he’d

concocted, he threaded his fingers through her thick hair and slanted his mouth over

hers.

Damn, the woman even tasted like raspberries. Sweet and succulent. He groaned

into her mouth as he imagined licking her pussy. His tongue stroked inside her as he

cupped her head tightly. If he were a betting man, he’d guess she tasted just as sweet

down there.

His other hand strayed between her legs. If he couldn’t taste her, he’d settle for

second best. Normally he liked to explore all of a woman’s body before making a break

straight for her cunt, but he couldn’t wait. The need to touch her most intimate part was

overwhelming.

Cupping her soft mound, he slid his middle finger over her clit and between her

folds. At that, her body jolted against his. It was slight, but he could feel the ripple

straight to where their mouths were connected.

Just as he suspected, she was tight. Her vagina clamped around his finger as he

slowly inserted it. Dragging his finger back out, he ran it over her clit, covering the

sensitive area with her own juices.

“Ahh.” She let out a tiny moan against him.

“Do you like that?” he murmured against her mouth in between kisses.

Her answer wasn’t audible, but she nodded her approval.

Taking a chance, he eased another finger inside her and was rewarded by a

surprised gasp. For a split second he paused, wondering if he’d hurt her, but when her

hips surged forward, he pushed deeper.

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She clutched at his shoulders and he increased his movement between her legs. Not

too fast, but a steady rhythm. In and out, nice and slow. If the way her body trembled

under his touch was any indication, she was close to climaxing.

Hell, he was close to coming and she was barely touching him.

With each stroke, he pressed his fingers against her inner walls, loving the way her

small cunt clenched around him.

Unable to stand just feeling her aroused nipples against his chest anymore, he

released his grip from her head and reached between them to cup her breast. His hands

were calloused from work but she didn’t seem to notice.

When he rubbed the pad of his thumb across her distended nipple, her hips gave an

erratic jerk against his other hand.

“I take it you like that too,” he whispered as he feathered a few more kisses along

her jaw.

“Don’t stop.” Her voice was ragged and unsteady.

Though he was loath to pull away from kissing her, he knelt down and gently

flicked her clit with his tongue.

She might be taller than a lot of women, but everything about her was delicate.

Long arms, long legs, and he didn’t want to do anything to hurt the soft folds between

those legs.

Her knees trembled so she leaned back against the tiled wall, using it as support.

The position was perfect for what he wanted.

He could feel how close she was. With each stroke, her vagina tightened around his

fingers. She just needed the right stimulation. When he sucked on her clit, that’s all it

took for her to lose control. Her hands gripped his head as her pussy spasmed around

him.

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