A/N: Oh yeah... the chapters will be short ;)


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 keycard and what looked like a note.

Wear nothing but a jacket.

My cheeks flushed and I shifted on my feet before thanking my assistant so I could try to focus on the conversation at hand.

"I didn't send my copy to anyone, I don't even know who we were presenting to." I said honestly.

"Remember the hottie we saw earlier?" Lena asked.

Of course I did, he was just splitting me in half with the damn pipe between his legs.

Crazy how it was only minutes after and my body was already raging for more! Which is saying a lot because I wasn't without regular satisfaction, my fiancé made love to me regularly.

He just never fucked me.

"Yes, why?" I asked.

"We'll he's the one that owns the company we were pitching to. Sam Evans of Evans Corps."

Realization hit me like a ton of bricks. I could tell it showed on my face because Lena laughed and Jackson just snorted before walking away.

I had just fucked one of the most powerful men in New York.

"We'll shit." I said without thinking.

"I know right! You're gonna be working with him personally for the next month!" Lena said and I felt my breathing halt.

"Wait what?" I asked, feeling faint.

Lena nodded. "You'll be at his office for the next month. Didn't you read the information packet that was given three weeks ago?"

I racked my brain trying to remember and I had only skimmed it. Fuck.

"I only skimmed it.." I admitted.

Lena rolled her eyes before looping her arm into mine. "We'll you better let Mark know now about your late nights. I heard the last company they partnered with had them stay in hotels so they weren't distracted." She explained and we walked towards our offices.

Waldorf Astoria.

I should've read the packet but in my defense I hadn't planned on being fucked by Sam Evans.

I needed to get out of this deal.

"Would it be horrible if I gave the lead to you?" I asked. Lena looked at me like I grew a second and third head.

Lena's face always showed her expressions and that's why we clicked because my eyes always gave me away. She was undoubtedly my favorite person at the firm because she never seemed to be doing her job but always got shit done.

The first few months after I joined the company a lot of speculation started to come out about how close we'd gotten so quickly.

The men in our department thought our late meetings were code for us having sex which we played to our advantage for while until my fiance came to treat me to lunch.

"He was very specific and I have a feeling this man always gets what he wants." Lena said after thinking it over.

"Shit." I said, biting my lip. " Well it's just a month right? It's not like the man is going to make me move out of my house to be at his beckon call right? I have a wedding to plan after all…"

"I think you're overthinking this entire situation. Cedes you've worked with more complicated conditions. Why are you so against this already? I thought you wanted this account?" Lena questioned and I just sighed.

"I think I'm just in shock, plus I kinda missed the entire pitch even if there wasn't one…" I admitted somewhat truthfully.

"Well, take the rest of the day off, get your shit together and come back ready to be the bad bitch that you are." Lena encouraged me and I did feel better… slightly.

That is until I got home and Mark had the entire place lit up with candles and a trail of pink and white roses leading to our bedroom. He was standing there in nothing but his boxers.

I would love to lie and say he wasn't sexy but he was. I never had trouble looking at his 6'3 frame especially when it was on display like this but I knew something had already changed.

I wasn't turned on and usually when he'd do things like this I would get wet instantly but there I was standing looking him over. I scanned the familiar body before landing on his dick, he was hard and it showed.

My body was merely amused and laughing at me because I knew what was about to happen.

Sweet talk. Neck kiss. Shower.

One, two, three, four, five swipes of his tongue along my clit.

Lay on my back and he slowly makes love to me.

My kitty was officially bored.

Well shit.


Well well... seems Mercedes is falling down a rabbit hole. Tell me what you think!