Page 28 of The Billionaire's Classmate

“Well?” Maria bit out, exasperated, and Daniel’s smile widened as she finally rose to his baiting.

“Well,” he started, his tone always teasing. “I see you found it. Very well done. It certainly took you long enough.”

Maria ground her teeth in aggravation, but she managed to hold back the scathing response she felt like hurling at him. Daniel merely chuckled.

“I can see that you’re early in the process,” he started again, his tone more serious. “You’re definitely headed in a better direction now. However, I think you’re too focused on the offensive.”

“Well, I’m a prosecutor,” Maria snapped, irritated at his accusation.

“Youare arecruit,” he corrected, his tone more sharp, and his eyes flashing steely. “Iam a prosecutor. And you would do well to remember that.”

Maria’s face burned with a mix of anger and embarrassment at his chastisement, and she couldn’t deny the way her stomach had fluttered at his tone and the sudden change in his eyes. She nodded respectfully, and his eyes softened back to their usual, mischievous glint.

“You are in a pretty good place for your first court date,” he said, continuing where he left off. “But going in hot and heavy isn’t always the best approach. You don’t have a lot of conclusive evidence, even with what you found today. Try to go a little easy.”

As he spoke, Daniel moved away from her desk and began to pace slowly around the office. Maria’s eyes were once again riveted to his form, and her mind conjured the image of a big cat circling its prey. The image sent shivers down her spine

“Remember, you’re a woman,” he said, his voice lower and softer. “You can use that to your advantage. Lull them into a false sense of security.”

As he spoke, Daniel circled back toward her, moving along the walls of the room.

“Then, when you have gathered more information, and you have an even stronger case,” he spoke even more softly, and moved even closer, coming to stand behind her chair. “That is when you take the offensive, and take them down.”

As he finished speaking, Maria felt his hands rest gently on her shoulders. She jumped in her chair, partially from surprise and partially out of a jolt of excitement that ran through her entire body.

“Stop,” Maria bit out instantly, trying to stand.

“Maria, relax,” Daniel chuckled, and held her steady in the chair. “You’re working yourself too hard. Let me help.”

Daniel began to gently, but firmly work his thumbs into the tense muscles of Maria’s shoulders. The sensation was incredible, and Maria could barely contain a soft moan of pleasure as his hands began to work against her muscles. A part of her mind screamed that he was crossing a line, but another part of her mind was exhausted and grateful for the soothing contact.

Maria slowly leaned back in her chair and allowed her eyes to drift closed. She released a soft sigh as she felt Daniel’s fingertips begin to work at her pectorals, just below her clavicles and his thumbs circles the juncture of her neck and shoulder.

A small voice in Maria’s head cried out at her to stop him, and that this was wrong. That voice was silenced, though, as Maria’s body succumbed to the magic that Daniel was working with his hands. She was feeling more relaxed than she had felt since landing the job at the firm, and she was intent to take advantage of every second she could.

Maria was only vaguely aware of Daniel’s hands slipping lower and lower. She felt the subtle change in sensation as her relaxation shifted to arousal, and she squirmed in her chair as he sensuously massaged the tissue of her breasts. She gasped as he flicked at her nipples, and her eyes shot open.

“We can’t do this,” Maria all but whimpered, and weakly tried to move out of his grasp.

“Says who?” Daniel raised an eyebrow, and Maria gasped as he tweaked at her achingly hard nipples.

“The policy…” Maria moaned out as Daniel cupped her breasts in his hands. “The firm…”

“I am the firm,” Daniel fairly growled, and Maria whimpered as he tightened his hold over her firm globes. “And to hell with the policy. I want you Maria.”

Daniel suddenly spun her chair around so Maria was facing him, and her head spun as he braced his hands on each of her chair’s armrests, effectively trapping her. Maria’s heart pounded in her chest as his steely blue eyes bore into hers, and she felt a warmth begin to pool between her thighs. As much as her body craved this, though, the sensible part of her mind still resisted his pull.

“Is that what you say to all the new recruits?” she managed to get out.

“It’s usually what they say to me,” Daniel said, his tone ragged. “I have to admit, this is a change of pace.”

Daniel moved closer, so that his face was mere inches away from hers. Maria could feel his warm breath against her lips, and she felt a magnetic pull to him.

“I know you want this too, Maria,” he whispered roughly into her ear as he nuzzled her face. “Submit to me.”

Maria felt Daniel’s hand move from her knee up the inside of her thigh, inching closer and closer to her throbbing core. He planted a hot, open-mouthed kiss to the side of her neck. Maria felt a flash of hot desire course through her entire body, and her back arched in response to his touch.

“All you have to say,” Daniel whispered into her ear. “Is yes.”