“Isabelle, thank god you’re all right. I don’t know what happened, but I must have been knocked out-and when I came to, I was tied to my chair. Can you get me loose?”

Isabelle closed and locked Grant’s office door, the click of the tumbler sending a frisson of fear down Grant’s spine. What the hell is going on?

“Isabelle, why are you locking the door? Are my assailants still out there?”

Isabelle turned to face him, and for the first time since the previous Saturday, Grant looked at her. His breath whooshed out as if he’d been punched in the gut. God, she is so beautiful.

She perused him with those clear blue eyes, her mahogany hair upswept in a chignon that showed off her long neck. By all that was holy, he wanted to pull the pins out of her hair and see it spread wildly across a pillow as she gazed upon him with heavy lidded, passion glazed eyes. Her mouth glistened pink and tempting, her lips coated with a sheen of lip-gloss in the sweet flavor he remembered from their encounter a week ago. He still got aroused every time he remembered those luscious lips wrapped around his cock, sucking him expertly.

His attraction to Isabelle still surprised him, for she was in her thirties with a figure more rounded than that of his usual conquests. She hadn’t drawn him in with her youth, however, but instead with her voluptuous beauty and confident manner. A confidence she’d drawn upon even in the bedroom as she told him what she wanted him to do to her full figured body. Glorious orders he’d obeyed eagerly. Desire rose like a beast and roared through his body.

But therein lay the path to madness and sure unemployment. Isabelle might be his secretary and a delectable piece of ass, but she was also the owner’s daughter. Grant knew all too well how this would end. The last man to get involved with her had learned, to his misfortune, that to lust after Isabelle was to sign your own pink slip. His dismissal had led to Isabelle’s transfer to Grant’s office and the beginning of his obsession with her, which had culminated in one stupid-although sexually magnificent-night.