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her head. She grabbed his arm and held him there while she finished her
conversation with the guy on the phone. Once she hung up, she grinned at him,
jumping up and into his arms.
    “I
just got the Callahan account.” She kissed him and did a little dance.   Her breasts jiggled, momentarily distracting
him. “How happy are you right now? Because I’m thrilled.”
    He
frowned. “What are you doing working on accounts? You’re in promotions.”
    She
sighed. “Okay. I met Mr. Callahan at one of the charity functions you sent me
to in May. He was talking with Marc but told Marc that he wouldn’t sign with
him. Marc tried from every angle and then he dragged me into it. Mr. Callahan
definitely likes the ladies and we struck up a conversation. He said he only
wanted to deal with me and I offered to seal the deal for Marc. It’s win-win.”
    Scott
shook his head. “Please tell me that you’re not using your looks to get a dirty
old man’s business.”
    She
slapped his arm. “I’ve got brains too.”
    He
licked his lips. “Yeah.”
    She
narrowed her eyes. “I thought you’d be happy. Callahan is a big account. That’s
at least another couple million in sales. He wants properties all around the
globe.”
    “What
will make me happy is if you stop working for a few minutes. It’s the weekend
and it’s Christmas. You’re supposed to be with me.”
    She
snorted. “I always work. Hence that vacation I told you I needed my boss to
give me.”
    She
lifted her coffee and sipped it. She had no qualms about making herself at
home. God, he loved that about her. There was no awkwardness between them. She
settled in his apartment like she owned the place and she worked to get his
business more clients. He didn’t even know what to think about that.
    “What
happened to me waking you up and lifting your leg over mine so I can thrust
into you?” He brushed her hair from her face. “Maybe I’ll just have to tie you
to my bed and keep your cell phone far, far away.”
    She
smiled. “Ooh. That sounds fun.”
    He
laughed and leaned in for a kiss. “Are you hungry?”
    “I
had a protein bar.” She turned to her makeshift desk. “Let me get all this
information into the company database and then I’m all yours again.”
    He
looped his arm around her waist and pulled her away from the computer. She
squealed as he leaned her over the kitchen counter. Her bare ass peeked out
from beneath the hem of the T-shirt and he smacked it. Piper jumped, glancing
over at him with shock.
    “What
did I tell you about working this weekend?”
    He
smacked her ass again, watching the firm cheeks tint to a lovely shade of pink.
He pinned her with his hips so that she couldn’t move and held her firmly with
his arm across the small of her back. Her ass needed to be red and maybe, just
maybe, she’d listen to him.
    “Please.”
She dropped her head to the counter top.
    He
wedged his knee between her legs, the moisture from her pussy slicking against
his thigh. “Are you going to work anymore during Christmas?”
    He
smacked her ass watching as her cheeks tightened, reddened. She rubbed herself
against his thigh. “No. I’m sorry.”
    He
lifted his arm from the small of her back and squeezed her ass cheeks, pulling
them apart. The heat from his handiwork had her dripping with desire. Reaching
inside his underwear, he pulled out his cock. He gripped her hips and pushed
inside her.
      Her tight cunt had him
damn near ready to shoot his load. He’d never had a woman make him feel so out
of control. He took her hard, pressing her into the kitchen cabinet with each
of his strokes. Over and over again, he pushed inside her, driving both of
their pleasures higher. Piper cried out, milking him with the muscles of her
pussy and he loved it. He loved the way she gripped him. He loved how he fit
inside her like a velvet glove. God, he couldn’t stop thinking about being
inside her, taking her and making her his.
    He
grunted his release and lifted