Don't say a word."

Olivia's reply died on her lips as she threw her arms around his neck. Trevor's lips met hers, claiming them for his own as he lifted her to the edge of the desk in his office. Her chest pressed flush against his, her fingers clawing at his starched shirt. His arm swept wide, clearing the surface before he leaned her back.

Hot breath gasped for relief as his mouth found her neck and she cupped his head. "Your secretary is just outside," she moaned as his tongue dipped into the hollow of her throat.

"Forget her," he murmured, gently unbuttoning her blouse.

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