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HANDSOME SCOUNDREL

An ambitious intern. A perfectionist executive. And a whole lot of name-calling. Discover the story of Emily Brown and Robert Ramirez - and just how they got under each other's skin. Emily Brown is intelligent, hardworking, and days away from finishing her MBA. She has a dream job at a top-tier consulting firm and a terrific apartment in New York City. The only problem? She doesn't like her boss, who happens to be a gorgeous, infuriating man. Robert Ramirez is blunt, demanding, and always gets what he wants. And what he wants is his brilliant assistant - Emily. She's excellent at her job and surpasses his every expectation. So why can't he stop thinking about her? When their friction reaches its boiling point, Robert and Emily are forced to confront their complicated feelings for each other, and the result is a deliciously erotic office romance that neither of them can resist. As they explore their mutual desire, they uncover secrets about themselves and their pasts and learn that love can be messy, complicated, and downright beautiful. Told in alternating perspectives between Emily and Robert, Handsome Scoundrel is a steamy, provocative, and thoroughly addictive novel that will leave you begging for more.

Rachelharris · Urban
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71 Chs

CHAPTER 65

The moment she heard me gasp, she went for my tie, loosened it, and removed it from around my neck. 

I responded, "I could tie you up with that." spanking you. until you begged me to stop, I'd suck on your pussy. I saw as she struggled with my shirt's buttons and pulled them down my shoulders while having a ravenous expression on her face. 

Or I could gag you," she jokingly suggested. 

I took her lower lip into my lips and said, "Promises, promises." I gave her a down-the-chin kiss and stroked her neck. 

My body was reacting as she grabbed me through my pants, and my cock was firmly in her hand. 

Her dress was unbuttoned, and I tugged it open while releasing her arms and threw it to the side. Her bra was not far behind. 

"Sara, tell me what you want." 

She paused while keeping an eye on me before saying, "Touch me." 

"Where?" I inquired while tracing my finger up her thigh. "Here?"