And to think she had almost given up hope of fulfilling her fantasies.She slid into the seat of the black Escalade, the leather cool against the backs...of her thighs. The damp air and two warm bodies caused the tinted windows to fog as soon as the doors were closed. A turn of the key brought the engine to life followed by the swooshing sound of the wipers.The ride was quiet, a change from the animated conversation they had at the coffee shop. The fact they were alone had changed the mood and her. "I've been seeing him now for a while. We met at a wine bar nearwhere I work, and... well..." She blushed bright red."You're sleeping with him? With Paul Phillips?!" Lucy stared aghast.Lucy of course knew of Paul Phillips and his reputation at the company:he was the Number One Alpha Male at M&R and, so it was rumoured, MelissaDaniels's personal favourite in the management hierarchy - herunofficial 'Number Two' who she trusted with all her most intimate andimportant projects. She trusted him. So sweet, so warm...so right. The taste of you will forever be on my tongue, as I recall how sensual and sweet it is to bury myself within you and lap at you, gently rolling my tongue in you, taking long, slow, sensual licks along your womanhood, sucking softly on your little bud of pleasure. I loved the way you thrust your hands in my hair, your long, low moans resonating in the room, the heavy scent of sex settling over us. I loved the way your body and mine flowed smoothly into one. Let me explain. The tension between them has partly been because of the election, I’ll give you that. And this Mary—fucking—O’Leary woman’s accusation, of course. But it started before that. He’s been caught shagging this woman.’ ‘Mary O’L—’ ‘No stupid,’ she impatiently spat, her eyes rolling into the top of her head. ‘Katie Nichols! Erika’s caught the two of them at it!’ Thomas blinked as his brain computed the information. Women were so much better at this sort of thing than men. ‘That’s why.