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"It makes my dick hard when you moan like that," he said, continuing to minister to her back.

"Does it now?" Her sex tingled.

"Yeah." He moved to her lower back, using his thumbs now and swirling in a circular motion. When he poured more oil on his hands and let them slide over her rear, she arched her hips up, wanting more. He squeezed her flesh and she whimpered, wanting his fingers elsewhere.

"Justin."

"Yeah, babe."

"Please." Her body was so sensitized to his touch, so needy for him that she wasn't above begging.

"Shh. I know what you need. Just relax." He poured oil right onto her skin. It trickled down the crack of her ass, onto her pussy, and she quivered at the sensual contact. When 58

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he followed it with his fingers, she shuddered, spreading her legs wide to give him access.

"Yes. That's it," she whispered, lifting against his hand. When she started to turn, he pressed his palm flat against her lower back.

"Stay there."

She raised her head and looked at him. "I can't touch you this way."

"This isn't about me. Now lay your head down and concentrate on what I'm doing."

She did, and he rewarded her by cupping her pussy, sliding his oil-slickened hand over her throbbing sex. Rubbing her like this, forcing her to focus only on the movements of his hand around her clit and pussy lips soon had her writhing against his hand. She felt engorged, and utterly desperate to release the physical and emotional anxiety that had wrapped around her for so long.

But he teased her--he was so good at it--seeming to know when she hung right on the top of the wave, and refusing to let her crash. And each time he brought her closer and closer, only to move his fingers away from the sweet spot.

By now she was panting, gripping the edge of the table in desperate attempt to drive her clit against his hand and make herself come. But he knew it and he was in charge here, not her. She wanted to say she enjoyed the ride, but she clung to the edge of sanity, frantic for the searing wet heat that awaited her, that only this man could give her.

"Goddamnit, Justin." She'd had enough. She lifted, but he used his hand to hold her down again, and this time he cupped her pussy, dragged his thumb over her clit in very deliberate motions, and didn't stop.

She climaxed in great, heaping waves, crying out and not caring who heard it. She'd been denied too long and she deserved this release. She intended to take every loud second of it and then some. When the ripples had died down to trickles, she breathed a satisfied sigh and relaxed, completely spent.

Justin pressed a kiss to her shoulder. "When you come...you really come."

She turned her head to the side and smiled. "You made me work for it."

"You're nothing if not tenacious about something you want bad, Amy."

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He knew her so well. "What am I going to do about you?" she wondered aloud.

"I have a list of about forty-five things."

She snorted and sat up, then swung her legs over the side of the table. "I can think of one thing that's probably number one on your list." She directed her gaze to his cock, now tenting quite prominently against his shorts. She leaned over to reach for him, but he grabbed her hands, pulled her upright and kissed her knuckles.

"I told you, Amy. This wasn't about me. It was about you."

"But Justin, you're--"

"Hard?" He smiled. "Yeah. I'll live."

"I can take care of that."

"Don't I know it. We'll talk about that later. You're relaxed and content. Let's leave it at that."

He leaned into her, pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Not a passionate kiss, but one with feeling, with emotion behind it. It left Amy surprised, and profoundly confused.

When he pulled back, making sure to put distance between them, she slipped an errant hair behind her ear and fumbled for a topic. "I suppose Collette is off gossiping about the hot sex one of Mitch's guests is currently enjoying in the massage room."

Justin leaned against the wall. "Mitch pays his employees extremely well. I doubt they say a word about anything to anyone. No one would want to lose a job working for him. And discretion is mandatory if you're employed in his upper realm."

"Good to know." She shrugged into her robe and stood. "Where is Mitch?"

"He was on the phone when I left him."

"Speaking of someone who needs to take a day off..."

Justin laughed. "Yeah. He takes plenty of time off, but he still always works."

"You know him pretty well."

"Well enough. We spent a lot of off hours together when I interned with him, and I've continued to hang out with him through the years."

"You like him a lot."

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"Yeah. We're good friends. He never treated me like a kid, even when I was one. I respect that about him."

Amy could understand that appeal, especially for someone like Justin. Brilliant, up and coming, years ahead of the curve, but always younger than his peers. It had to irritate.

Amy was probably one of the biggest offenders there. She had judged him on his age instead of his skills.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?" he asked, brows knitted.

"For doing exactly what you hated most. For treating you like you were too young to be as good as you were."

He shrugged and grinned. "It's okay. Everyone has to prove themselves, not just talk about how good they are."

She smiled, remembering what he was like when he first came to the firm. "You did plenty of talking."

"Yeah, I did, didn't I?"

"But you also delivered on every promise. And I was jealous as hell."

"The great Amy Parker, jealous? Please. You had me running in circles just to keep up with you. I've never faced a more formidable opponent."

She blushed under his compliment. "Now you're full of shit."

"I never lie, Amy. I worked twice as hard to be half as good as you."

Was that a line, or was it the truth? She searched his face, but found nothing there that would lead her to believe he was telling her anything but the honest truth.

"Thank you. Coming from you, that's an incredible compliment. You've been breathing down my neck since your first day at the firm. I keep waiting for you to pass me by."

"We're both good at what we do. That's why we're so well matched."

"I guess so." Justin, man of never ending surprises.

"How about we go drag Mitch off the phone and see if he wants to do so

me fishing before we head back to shore?"

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"That sounds great."

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Chapter Seven

After fishing and then eating, they'd spent the better part of the day out on Mitch's yacht lying around in the sun and talking. And Justin could tell Amy had had a wonderful time. She'd forgotten about work, about flying home, about everything except enjoying herself.

Exactly what he'd wanted for her.

And the massage hadn't hurt any, either. Making her come had sure seemed to improve her mood in a major way. She'd been smiling, laughing and much more relaxed since then.

While his balls had stayed in a knot and he'd suffered a perpetual hard-on the entire time.

Erections built character, right? Or something stupidly philosophical like that. All he knew was it hurt like hell and his mind was singly focused on sinking inside Amy's hot pussy and relieving the ache that plagued him all over.

After they disembarked, Amy had excused herself to take a shower, especially after Mitch had insisted they come to his place to spend Christmas Eve with him tonight. Since they had nothing else to do, they had agreed. With Amy gone, it had given Justin time to meet with Mitch and make a suggestion. A really personal, intimate suggestion.

Mitch had raised his brows, asked if Justin was certain that's what he wanted, and more importantly, what Amy wanted. Justin wasn't a hundred percent sure what Amy wanted, but he wanted to offer her a Christmas gift she'd never forget. And if she was game, then it was on.

He and Mitch had shared women before. It was no big deal. Until now. Because Justin was in love with Amy. Even Mitch knew that. But this was a once in a lifetime experience for Amy, something she'd fantasized about. And he wanted her to have it.

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Once. After that, he intended to tell her how he felt, and that he didn't intend to ever share her again. After that, the ball would be in her court and the decision up to her.

He hoped things would go his way. But he wasn't in charge of Amy's heart.

After taking a shower, he put on a pair of black pants and a black and red flowered, Hawaiian shirt to get in the spirit of both the islands and the holiday. He slipped on a pair of shoes and went to knock on Amy's door. She opened it.

"Wow. You're gorgeous."

"Thank you. So are you. Great shirt."