A Dangerous Game

Chapter One

Few moments later.

He gently eased out of me and set me down, my legs were completely useless and I had to hold on to him to keep steady.

He took out his pocket square and handed it to me.

I looked at it before taking it and cleaning myself up as best I could while he used my ripped panties to do the same.

Not a word was spoken and our eyes never unlocked. I was never this quiet or mesmerized by a single person.

He looked me over before pulling my skirt down and smoothing my hair for me. I knew I couldn't go back out there like this, hell I couldn't present like this.

He smirked, again. He knew what I was thinking and for some damned reason I looked down at his crotch and saw he was hard again.

My body reacted in kind. I needed to get away from this man.

"Tomorrow."

Holy fuck, his voice was like hot chocolate on a cold day. Warm and smooth and absolutely delicious.

I looked at him confused before he lifted me up holding me in place and then kissed me deeply.

"Mmm... tomorrow what?" I asked against his lips.

"Tomorrow you'll be at the Waldorf Astoria, suite 4307. Eleven am sharp." He answered before placing me back on my feet.

I started to shake my head but he stilled me again with a look.

"Eleven am. Sharp." He repeated before walking up the stairs then back out to the hallway.

I waited a few minutes before following and quickly went to the restroom to get a look at myself.

Fabulously fucked. That's how I looked. I couldn't even hide the after sex high plastered on my relaxed face. I was fucking glowing.

Not after sex sweat glow, it was an actual glow. My lips were swollen and my hair was no longer in the low bun I put it in this morning.

"What the fuck." I said to myself pulling my hair out completely and letting my curls fall.

I looked at my watch and scolded myself. I'd missed the pitch meeting. Not only did I let a stranger fuck me I was now about to lose my job over some dick.

Some incredibly magical dick.

I rolled my eyes and tried to figure out how the hell I was going to face my fiancé after what I'd just done. I needed to handle work first so I fixed myself up as good as I could.

I rolled my shoulders back and walked back into the conference hall. I was immediately greeted by Lena and our boss Jackson.

"Well congratulations, seems we managed to get the account without you present." Jackson snidely remarked.

"That's not even the best part! He wants you to head the project!" Lena exclaimed excitedly. "This is the biggest account we've ever had."

I looked at them confused. "Wait, who did the presentation?" I asked.

"No one, somehow he managed to get a copy of it and he agreed under the condition that you head it." Jackson answered.

"I-" I started to respond but was stopped by my assistant.

"Ms. Jones, this was sent to you as a priority." Angie said.

I took the envelope and opened it.

A fucking key card and what looked like a note.