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into The Vault. Hell, he wasn’t even supposed to be down here. He had an hour, correction, forty-five minutes, to get back up to the locker room and slip the badge and encryption key back into the lab coat pocket of the scientist he’d nicked it from.
    He remained in the shadows, hidden behind one of the large steel and PVC units that delivered fresh air, electricity and water to these floors. Her height was average, but that’s where average stopped. Her features were exquisite, her skin smooth and clear. Even in the dim lighting her dark brown eyes held a depth of intelligence and ruthlessness that caused his lips to draw down in a pensive frown. What caused a woman this fine to have a look like that in her eyes? Like she was after someone, and if the person was smart, they’d be running for the hills.
    He let her pass by and then poked his head out from behind his hiding place to get a good look. He almost gave himself away.
    Dayum! He exclaimed silently, his eyes glued to her firm, round butt. His mouth fell open as he watched her move into the room that led to the maze of tunnels. He could tell she was athletic by the nicely formed biceps and shoulders under the fine gauge of her coral pink short-sleeved top. The contrast of her tasteful sweater against her mocha skin made him think of chocolate-covered strawberries.
    But fine or not, he’d better find out who she was and what she was doing in The Vault. Was she the investigator he was looking for?
    The beauty disappeared down one of the tunnels off to the right that led to the quality lab for Baker’s secret little projects. As soon as she rounded the corner and disappeared from sight, Justin popped open his secure cell phone and dialed.
    “Derrick, it’s me. We might have a little problem.”
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    “Mr. Baker, I’m so sorry. I followed her to the ladies room on the fourth floor then I lost her. I tried to keep an eye on her, I swear I did.”
    Sarah Ann flinched when he pierced her with a malevolent glare. Such a wicked look shouldn’t have been possible from such a handsome man. Blond hair, green eyes, perfect white teeth. And brilliant. She was surprised to realize she didn’t even like him, and hated herself for needing him.
    “You know, Sarah Ann,” Baker said, rising and circling around his desk to stand directly in front of her chair, “you’re assigned as the R&D specialist to my project. If you can’t carry out simple tasks then perhaps I should have your boss assign you to someone else.” He almost smiled when she blanched.
    “I know I failed, Mr. Baker, but please… I-I’ll do anything. Please, can I have some, Mr. Baker? Just a little?”
    “What will you give me? I couldn’t possibly let you have it for failure,” Baker sighed nonchalantly, knowing exactly what he would get for his high-grade pharmaceutical candy.
    He smirked when she dropped to her knees and tore frantically at the belt holding up his classic cut wool trousers. In seconds she had his limp cock in her hands and plunged her mouth down over him. He stroked her hair and said, “Perhaps just a little bit. Only good girls get a full dose.”
    Sarah Ann removed her mouth from his stiffening cock, her eyes wide with need.
    “I can be a good girl, Mr. Baker. I swear I can!”
    He thrust a hand roughly into her hair, tightened his fingers at her scalp and snatched her head backward, effectively quieting her too-loud pleas.
    He snarled directly into her face, “Prove it.”
    She was off her knees in a flash. Baker looked down at her bobbing head and gasped as she stroked him expertly with lips and tongue. Her cheeks hollowed as she took him so far down her throat, he felt his engorged head bump against her tonsils. He kept hold of her hair, driving himself brutally into the back of her throat over and over, until his balls tightened and the tips of his toes start to tingle.
    Just the sight of her swollen, wet lips wrapped around his shaft turned him on more than the