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limited mobility perched on the desk, she could still move about him from the inside, constricting the highly sensitized muscles between her legs to wrap around him after each thrust. She could feel him engorge inside of her as he came, the blood pumping through him echoing his pulse against her own until she was coming with him, convulsing with pleasurable high.
    It was as if a weight had been lifted off her chest. She was sated to the point of relaxation and wanted to laugh at the wonderful sense of reprieve. James leaned against her, spent and racing to catch his breath. Suddenly it was so clear to her, the power she had over the beautiful man between her legs. She could render him breathless. She could make him say her name as though it were a prayer or exaltation. And he in turn could make the entire world fade away into the distance where it didn't matter who wanted her job or what company policy she was breaking. He lifted his head and regarded her silently, his breath finally returning to a normal cadence.
    "I love your smile," he said, his voice deep with contentment. The sentiment made her smile even more.
    "You know what I love?"
    James' face sobered fractionally. His chest quickened its pace to fill his lungs with oxygen. "What?"
    Natalie bit her bottom lip as her smile grew in every direction. "You'll never sit at this desk again and not think of me."
    "Well there is the fault in your logic, Natalie," he replied, his voice soft but serious. "Because that would imply that there are moments I'm not thinking of you."
    Her heart skipped an entire beat. She had to part her lips to breathe in deeply enough to replenish the sudden emptiness. He blinked and it seemed to break the post-coitus spell that had seemingly encouraged his sentimental admission.
    "Use my private bathroom to wash up if you like. I'll tell Audra and Ivy you're on your way." He re-dressed in his boxer briefs and trousers before retrieving her clothing and handing the items to her.
    Suddenly she felt the need to say something. "James?"
    "Yeah?" he asked as he buttoned his shirt, hiding smooth skin and ripped muscles beneath the crisp white fabric. He glanced up and looked expectantly at her, but she didn't know what to say.
    "Nothing," she said finally, swallowing back unspoken words.
    "Come on," he ordered, kissing her briefly as he adjusted his cufflinks.
    Natalie felt like she was missing something. A moment had passed her by and she was only now realizing it. Or maybe she was tired past the point of exhaustion.
    "I'll be right there."
     
     
    It was a laborious task listening to Ivy attempt to charm the pants off of James and Audra as she outlined her plans for their various properties. The heads of Fitson were each attentive throughout her presentation, only asking a few questions here or there. By the time they'd finished eating lunch Ivy had proposed to essentially dismantle every single campaign Natalie worked tirelessly to create and implement, all the while using any available opportunity to make some kind of backhanded remark about the quality of Natalie's work (and always with a smile).
    As soon as she stepped back into Audra's office Natalie had made the conscious decision not to give a shit about Ivy or her ideas. If she was the type of person to openly lie about how she got onto the account in the first place - that James and Audra had personally invited her onto it, which, at least according to James, wasn't true - then she wasn't worth the energy to be bothered about. Not that Ivy's vision for Fitson was captivating enough to keep Natalie's thoughts away from James. He had returned to the office with a slightly-less-than affable disposition, and she couldn't help but wonder what had changed so quickly in him. While she had found an incredible release of stress from their lovemaking, he seemed to have only gained more.
    "And according to the prospectus originally drafted by our agency," Ivy began again, glancing through her copious