Anastasia: No Strings Attached (Vol. 2): Anastasia, #2

By Ana Vela

Volume 2 of the Anastasia Series!

With the help of her new friend (and roommate) the adventurous and sexy Victoria, Anastasia is quickly making a place for herself in the big city. But when her girl-next-door looks catch the eye of the gorgeous market analyst Bryce McCormick, everyone warns her off the office Lothario. Even Victoria.

Despite the warnings, Anastasia is sure, since she knows his game, she’ll remain immune. However, Bryce’s dimpled smiles, hard body, and teasing flirtations are hard to resist.

This wouldn’t be the first time since coming to the big city that she’d given in to surprising temptations.

Where’s the harm in having a little fun - no strings attached?

Fans of Bella Andre, Rachel Gibson, and Kristan Higgins will love this quirky romance series with strong, independent woman and sexy alpha heroes.

Also look for Anastasia - The Complete Collection!

Praise for the Anastasia series:
"Once I opened it, I found i had a lot of trouble putting it down so looking to part 2 ;) and yes had my pulse elevated :)"

"This is one hot little read, and Ana Vela can turn a descriptive phrase in such a way the story plays out like a movie in your head. The action is hot and non-stop, and the tension pulls and teases you along from beginning to explosive end."

• Language: English
• Publisher: Roja Publishing
• Release date: Jan 19, 2016
• ISBN: 9781497782716

Book preview

~Volume Two~

Anastasia had been working as an intern for Edgeworth, Epstein, and Kendrick Investments for the last month. It was often hard, boring and thankless work. She got dressed down at least once a week by someone in the firm who was unhappy with something she’d done. The rest of the interns, who were all male, treated her with various levels of contempt. She was treated to constant comments about her looks, from the mid-brown of her hair and her pale grey eyes, to the curve of her lips or the tightness of her firm ass. And it didn’t pay much either.

But there were upsides. Her goal was to parlay the barely more than part-time hours into a permanent position with the firm. E, E and K was one of the top investment banks in the country and she already had one foot in the door. Her boss, the almost always grouchy Frank Burnett, was nice to her. Thanks to Victoria.

Victoria was the biggest upside. The voluptuous executive assistant with the flaming red hair and sparkling blue eyes had taken Anastasia under her wing from her very first day on the job. And Victoria was a great person to know. She’d worked at the firm for 8 years, since she’d been Anastasia’s age. Now, at the ripe old age of 29, Victoria knew almost everything and everyone of importance that there was to know.

Anastasia had been flabbergasted and taken off guard when the sensual woman had come on to her. She’d never even looked at another woman in that way, but the redhead’s blatant sexuality - she loved men’s and women’s bodies equally and unapologetically - was beguiling. Anastasia had given in to Victoria’s advances, partly out of curiosity and partly because she didn’t want to ruin the relationship with someone so important within the company.

She was so glad she had. Not only had Victoria’s touch proved volcanically orgasmic, her knowledge had been eminently helpful as well. In the month since they’d met and Victoria had moved her into her apartment, they’d spent many nights between each other’s thighs and many days moving Anastasia steadily toward her career goal.

Hey, Ana. We’re heading to The Exchange for lunch. You coming with? Brady was one of the other interns. He had a beak of a nose and close-cropped blond hair, but he was nice enough. Anastasia flashed him a quick grin and looked up from beneath her lashes as she stowed her things in her desk.

Anything for you, Brady. She winked. Brady’s grin was so wide she worried the top of his head might unhinge. This change, too, had been wrought by the delicate hand of the luscious Victoria. When she’d first started at E, E, and K, the other interns had been horrible and mean. None more-so than Serge, the most senior intern.

Now, most of them treated her with indifference at the worst. And some of them, like Brady, were even nice to her. Serge was still the most unpleasant, but even he had toned it down considerably. It had been easy really. Victoria had slowly coached her in how to flirt and cajole, how to use her ‘feminine wiles’, as the other woman put it.

Sweet Anastasia, Victoria said, one night as they sprawled on the couch watching House re-runs. You have to use whatever you’ve got. Men do it. Charm, strength of character, a way with words. Whatever your strengths are, you use them to get what you want. That’s all your doing. Your sexy little body and clever tongue are just assets you’re putting to good use.

And she had. Not just on the other interns either, but the associate partners, junior partners, assistants. Anyone she came in contact with, male or female. Under Victoria’s tutelage she was climbing the long ladder of corporate success. She already had several commendations from higher-ups in her file. Victoria had seen them. The other woman occasionally sucked and fucked Anastasia’s perpetually aggravated boss, and had managed to get a look at Anastasia’s employee file one afternoon during a quickie blowjob in Frank’s office.

Unlike Victoria, Anastasia had yet to take her flirting and innuendo to a physical level. Victoria loved sex, the more the better, and had things going with people at various levels of management (and even low level staff) within the building. Including Anastasia. Not to mention the people from outside work she was involved with.

The brunette locked up her office and slid her arm through Brady’s, pressing her breasts briefly against his side and then pulling back. So, who all is coming to lunch? Is Trevor still manning phones on 15?

Brady swallowed hard, looking down at the V of cleavage revealed by her blouse. It was only the tinniest bit over the line from modest, unbuttoned just a little farther than normal. She removed and resowed the buttons. Another trick she’d learned from Victoria. She might not be ready to take the final step to the physical just yet, but Anastasia had found that she enjoyed having her body admired.

Uh, yeah, he is, Brady mumbled. Sterling and Nikolai are serving a lunch meeting with Cohagen. It’ll be you, me, Serge, Victor, Clark, August, and Sean.

Cohagen, huh? That’s pretty big. Lucky Sterling and Nikolai. The more senior interns got the choicer picks of jobs. Serving a lunch meeting for Alex Cohagen, one of the junior partners, was a big deal. The more exposure to the higher-ups, the more likely you were to get offered a permanent position.

Brady punched the button on the elevator and tried to hide his disappointment as she dropped his arm. Yeah. Nikolai did his victory dance. You should have seen it. Brady chuckled.

Anastasia fluttered her lashes, leaning in close as they stepped into the empty elevator car together. Why don’t you show me?

I... uh... He gulped. Okay. He did a quick, awkward shuck-and-jive that Anastasia doubted bore much resemblance to the moves the incredibly talented Nikolai had done. But she laughed anyway, pressing her hand against the hard wall of Brady’s chest. His Adam’s apple bobbed quickly at the touch.

Oh, thank you for that! You just made my morning!

***

The Exchange was packed when they arrived. Most of the office staff from the surrounding buildings lunched there. Anastasia spotted the other interns among a group of E, E, and K employees. Victoria wasn’t there, she noticed. Though she supposed the kinky redhead could be in the ladies’ room with Frank. Or someone else.

Well, if she was, she was. Victoria would tell her about it later. She shivered at the thought, nipples tightening into hard buds. Hearing Victoria’s dirty recitations of the things she’d gotten up to throughout the day often got Anastasia so hot she ended up in bed with the curvaceous older woman, licking and sucking and fingering each other to multiple orgasms.

What’ll you have? the waitress asked. Anastasia ordered her usual, burger with fries. She could never eat the whole thing, but if Victoria was here, they could split it. If not, she’d take the rest home for later.

Brady sat across from her. She made sure to brush his ankle with the tip of her high heel every once in awhile as they chatted. Someone pressed into the booth beside her and she glanced up into Serge’s dark eyes.

Anastasia. He gave her a short nod. It turned out that if Serge couldn’t say anything sarcastic and mean, he didn’t have much to say at all.

She gave him a big smile. Hey, Serge! I heard you’re up on 17 today. That’s great.

17 was Victoria’s floor. Other people worked there of course, including Mr. Boylan, the junior partner who was Victoria’s direct boss. But the important part was that Victoria was there, and was keeping an eye on Serge. Serge’s eyes were heavy-lidded as he smiled.

It was great. That Victoria... she’s something else, isn’t she?

Below the line of the table, where only she could see, Serge cupped the bulge in the front of his slacks. If he meant to embarrass or surprise her, he was out of luck. Victoria had said if the opportunity arose she’d suck a little of the nastiness out of Serge. Anastasia smirked. "She is. You have no idea."

He blinked in surprise. What—  Anastasia squeezed his leg, high up on the thigh.

Excuse me, Serge. I have to go to the ladies’ room. He slid out of the booth, looking slightly dazed. Anastasia swallowed the giggle that wanted to erupt and hurried toward the back of the restaurant.

Once again, Victoria had been right. Throw Serge a little innuendo and he fumbled the ball. She couldn’t wait to hear about his and Victoria’s encounter later tonight. Her clit throbbed in anticipation. Both of her roommate’s delicious story and her wicked tongue.

She pushed through the bathroom door, somewhat disappointed to find it empty. Anastasia couldn’t believe it had been only a month since she’d watched from behind a stall door as Victoria got fucked in the ass right in this restroom. So much had changed for her since then.

Anastasia didn’t really need to use the facilities. She’d just wanted to throw Serge off balance by walking away from him. But now, here she was, pussy moist and with a few minutes to kill. She slid into one of the stalls and locked the door, reaching up beneath her skirt to slide two fingers beneath her panties. Her slick lips parted easily beneath her probing digits. Anastasia bit her lip, rubbing her thumb over her stiff clit while she plunged two fingers deep into her hot, slippery channel.

Her other hand plucked open one button on her blouse and darted inside to squeeze and knead her breasts. She tugged her nipples mercilessly, sending jagged spikes of pleasure down into her womb. It only took her a minute or two to bring herself to clenching, gasping orgasm as she feverishly worked her nipples and clit.

There, that would take the edge off. She straightened her clothes, rinsed her hands, and stepped out into the hall. And directly into the most gorgeous man she’d ever seen. He towered over her, reaching at least 6’4. His golden hair was slicked back from a smooth forehead. His eyes were a bright sea green beneath thick brows. His nose was straight and strong, his cheekbones high and sculpted. And his mouth. God, his mouth!

It was full and firm and wide. It was a mouth made for kissing. Anastasia swallowed hard. That was just his face! His body was well-muscled, but not bulky. Wide at the shoulder but narrow at the hip with long, lean legs. He had a swimmer’s build. He was mouth-watering.

Whoa there! He chuckled, catching her elbows as she bounced off his hard chest. Anastasia shivered. His hands were big with long, blunt tipped fingers. His grip was strong. The orgasm she’d just had evaporated from her body’s memory and she was instantly wet and throbbing again.

Sorry. I didn’t look where I was going.

His smile was a little crooked and a lot devastating. Well then, let me. He held her slightly away from him and perused her slowly from the top of her head to the tips of her spiked heels. And who, he said with a raised eyebrow, are you?

I’m Anastasia. I’m an intern at E, E, and K. She looked up at him from under her lashes, biting her lip. She saw the shrewd light in his eyes as he narrowed in on her look.

Anastasia. I’m Bryce. I work in Market Research. At E, E, and K. His grin was pure deviltry. He let go of her arms and pressed a hand against the small of her back, leading her toward their table. Now tell me, how have I not gotten to know you yet?

I’ve only been there a month.

Those sinful lips curled in pleasure. Anastasia’s pussy moistened in response. Bryce was sexy as hell. That explains it. I guess I have to make more of an effort to keep up-to-date on new hires.

The heat of his palm seeped through her blouse. The main room was crowded and in the throng, Bryce’s hand slipped down to briefly cup her ass. The caress was fleeting, easily written off as accidental in the close confines. But she didn’t think so. Do you plan to get to know all the new interns?

Only the gorgeous ones. He winked, then raised his hand and waved at someone across the room. Well, Anastasia the intern. I have someone waiting for me. I will definitely see you around though. Do you go out for drinks with the after work crowd?

She normally didn’t, not being much