Stepp bit his bottom lip, and his gaze followed the bag all the way to where she placed it on his desk. She sat back and watched him shake the contents onto his leather desk pad and then form the powder into two perfect lines.
“Are you joining me?”
“You first,” she replied.
Stepp brought his nose to his desk and snorted the first line.
Anya stood and bent forward to inhale the second line. She placed a hand on his chest and pushed him against his desk, knocking his computer mouse and Rolodex to the floor. He grabbed her waist as she swung a leg over his lap to straddle him. He moved his hands to her breasts and smooshed them together through the top of her dress. She leaned forward and pressed her lips hard against his.
He removed one hand from a breast and slid it down her torso unti
