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“Kiera, I

’m going to…” Romi couldn’t get the rest of the words out

before it happened.

When Romi climaxed, it was a whole body experience. Her nails nearly

tore hair out of Kiera’s scalp. Her muscles strained, her body shook wildly.

Her legs literally bounced up and slammed back down on the table top.

Kiera didn’t let up until she realized that Romi was coming back down and

even then, she trailed her tongue over her, lapping up all the delicious beads

of moisture that clung to Romi’s sex.

Romi gasped and trembled above her for a long while.

Kiera knelt there, her head spinning. Her body still ached, but suddenly,

finding her own pleasure wasn’t so important, even though if she just so

much as slipped her hand between her leg and grazed her pulsing clit, she’d

probably shoot off like a freaking rocket.

Just enjoying Romi’s afterglow was, by far, enough.

Kiera just wanted to savor the moment. The aftermath. The wonderful

shockwaves that rippled through Romi’s thighs and echoed in her abs. She

wanted to stay like that forever. Except that she knew that she couldn’t. She

couldn’t because they were at work and she was Romi’s boss. She should

make sure that Romi was decent and then start making immediate plans to

delete a chunk of the security footage. Thank goodness there weren’t any

cameras pointing at them, but she wasn’t going to take any chances with

anything getting caught in the peripheral.

Reality crashed back in as Kiera slowly pushed to her feet.

She didn’t do this. She took careful, calculated risks, not risks like this.

This wasn’t careful. This was the exact opposite of careful. This could undo

her. If anyone found out about them, what would she do? How would she

explain herself? People thought she had a boyfriend who she was in a

committed relationship with. She wasn’t just risking getting a harassment

lawsuit slapped on her at the moment. She was risking everything.