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They’d been teasing each other all day.

All through the boring meetings, they’d subtly flirted, hoping the other associates at the law firm didn’t notice there was a growing heat smouldering between them. They were away on a business retreat-come-team building event, and normally Leanne hated these things. But since she’d got together with her colleague, Michael, she’d found herself not minding having to spend her weekend working, especially since they were in a luxury hotel and spa, with bedroom suites that were as big as her London flat.

During the afternoon meetings, Leanne had lifted the end of her pencil to her lips, sliding it into her mouth and swirling her tongue around the tip. She’d made sure Michael, who’d been sitting across the large mahogany boardroom table, had held her gaze the entire time. Her voyeur as she teased him.

In return, during coffee breaks, he’d taken every opportunity to brush past or lean up against her, pushing the hardness in his suit trousers to her lower back, or ‘accidentally’ sweeping his hand across her breast, her nipples crinkling beneath her tight black bodysuit. The outfit was admittedly too sexy for this kind of event, but her intention was that he noticed her. Besides, she’d taken personal pleasure in not wearing either a bra or panties beneath her clothes. She’d relished whispering that piece of information to Michael, watching his dark eyes light up with excitement and then darkening further with lust.

Now the meetings were over, and they had a couple of hours before they were expected to come back down for dinner with their colleagues. She had every intention that they’d spend their time making the most of these illicit moments together.

Checking none of their colleagues had followed, they reached the door to Michael’s hotel room. He glanced down the wide corridor behind them one more time to make sure they wouldn’t be seen, unlocked the door, then grabbed her hand and yanked her inside.

Relationships were frowned upon by the law firm’s partners. It would get them both in serious trouble if they were found out, but that had only made the sparks between them more intense. Leanne had always been someone who, if told she couldn’t have something, would want it all the more.

Lighting in the suite was on low—sexy and moody, just like Michael. With his messy dark hair, stubble, and pink shirt, he certainly didn’t look like a lawyer.

He slammed the door shut behind them and she pushed him up against the panelled wall. The build-up of all the waiting and flirting through the day of endless meetings had made this all the sexier.

Finally, they were alone.