With my head against Westin’s chest and my body nestled in his arms, a feeling of contentment overwhelms me. Everything about him is perfect, and the sex was the best ever, simply . . . mind-blowing.

His breathing is soft, and his body is warm. I’m not one to typically cuddle, but right now I close my eyes enjoying this. I wouldn’t change it for anything in the whole world.

“Are you asleep?” I ask him and glance up to see him open his eyes.

“No.” I move so my face is over his, and he gives me that smile that turns my stomach upside down.

“What should I say if someone contacts me from The Infidelity Corporation?”

“Are you interested in it at all?” I shake my head, and he says to me, “Just tell them you’re not interested.”

“That’s it?”

“Yeah, they won’t force you. And hell, I could be wrong about it all, too.”

“I hope you are.”

“Me too,” he tells me and holds me tightly.

“Tell me something about you I don’t know,” I request.

“I’m an only child. You?”

“I have one brother and one sister.”

“Are you guys close?” he asks

“Really close,” I tell him with a huge smile on my face. Reaching down, he runs his knuckles over my bottom lip.

“You know, we’re going to have to actually get some work done,” I tell Westin as he takes his other hand and begins to gently rub my pussy.

“I am working.” He nuzzles his warm face into the crook of my neck, kissing me softly.

“Stop it,” I tell him, and he kisses me, my lips heating at the spot where his touched.

“Fine, you want to get some work done? I’ll just approve all your plans for the building since they all make sense, and we’ll get the building blueprints done by tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” I argue, and he stops rubbing me, looking down at me with confusion marring his features.

“Yes, tomorrow. Is that a problem?”

“I’m flying home tomorrow, and we need to get those plans done today.”

“Fuck, really?” he asks, and I laugh at his expression. You’d think I just told him his dog died. “So, no more sex today?”

I shake my head at him and ask, “When do you leave?”

“I don’t know, I’ll have to check.”

I think about flying back without him, and I don’t like the idea one bit. Which seems so crazy considering on the flight here, I hated him. But us not being together the way we have genuinely makes me sad. I can’t deny what he makes me feel.

“So, if I work on these plans now, what are you gonna do for me?” he asks.

“Whatever you want.”

“Anything,” he repeats back like in a trance, looking very excited by my words. “So, you’re telling me that you’ll give me whatever I want?”

“Mmmhh.” I nuzzle closer to him, gently rubbing my fingers up and down his chest.

“What would you want, Sasha, if you could have anything in the world?”

“I don’t know, what about you?”

“It’s easy for me. I’d ask for my parents back.”

I totally get where he is coming from. “I’ll think about it and let you know.”

“Okay, but you still owe me whatever I want.”

“I know,” I answer, and he kisses the side of my mouth. “Shall we get to work?” I ask.

With a smile on his face, he agrees.

* * *

“Wow, these are truly impressive,” the man from The Infidelity Corporation tells us, and I realize at this moment that I don’t even know his name. How was that not a red flag to me before? I can’t help but feel sick, worried that he’s the one who wants to proposition me. If that’s how that sort of thing works.

“Thank you,” I tell him sitting next to Westin in the quiet conference room. He and I worked all day on the plans, and I have to be honest, I don’t think I’ve ever been more proud of myself regarding a project.

“I’ll submit these to the board today, and if all goes well, we should be able to break ground in the next week or so.”

“That’d be great. Please let us know when and we’ll fly back in to get started on the project.” Westin reaches over and caresses my thigh. I flinch from his touch as he grips me.

The man looks between the two of us as if he can sense something is going on. Then stands to shake our hands. “Thank you both again, Sasha and Westin.”

He walks out, and Westin whispers in my ear, “Fuck, I’m so horny for you.” I glance down to catch him balling his fists at his sides.

“I bet you wish you could take me right here in this room.” I tease him with a devilish smirk plastered across my face.

“That’s it, that’s what you’re gonna give me,” he announces and walks over to the door, closing it and then clicking the lock. My heart goes into a frenzy, he can’t be serious, can he?

“What if they have cameras?” I whisper.

“They already know everything. This will make it clear that you are mine and anything they are planning will be dead in the water.”

I swear he has to be joking.

Anywhere but here.

But he isn’t joking. He takes my face into the palms of his hands and kisses me, his mouth claiming mine.

Desire tinges deep within me and as wrong as this is, I can’t stop it. With hooded lids, he pauses briefly, and I brace my hands against his chest, trying to create a barrier.

“Westin, we can’t. Not here,” I protest.

“Oh, yes, we fucking can!” And with that, my skirt is being pushed up and around my waist. Then he turns me in his arms and bends me over. I brace my weight onto the cool cheery wood of the conference room table and hear the familiar zip of his pants followed by the foil of the condom wrapper being torn open. I’m so fucking horny at this moment that my mouth is salivating and my pussy is twitching for him.

He tosses the wrapper aside and nestles the head of his shaft at my aching pussy, making all my worries disappear as he begins to pump in and out of me.

Oh, my fucking god!

I arch my body upward as Westin sits all the way inside of me. My pussy is so full it’s unbelievable. Then he grips the tops of my shoulders and begins to fuck me, making me lose all rational thoughts. My mind is replaced with a heaping dose of endorphins, dancing so wildly I can’t see straight. Gasping for air, I do my best to hold back my cries of passion. But fuck, it feels too good. I let out a whine, and he clasps a hand over my mouth, not faltering his movements one bit as he quiets me. His strokes are perfection, barely making a noise in the room.

I become weak in the knees with my orgasm burning inside me, begging that I let it go. But I can’t.

My legs start to slip, and before I can correct them, he lets go of my mouth and lifts me up in one swift movement. My shoes go flying as he places my knees on top of the table. I’m now bent forward squatting for him, my ass and pussy both his to have full control of.

His cock demanding what it wants, pleasing me in a way I’ve quickly learned only Westin can. I bite my arm to stay quiet, still in shock that we are having sex in this conference room.

He steadies himself by firmly holding onto my ass cheeks. The second he begins to move, giving me his long, hard thrusts, I lose control. What he’s giving me is too much to take. My body shakes violently, riding the tide of my orgasm. My mouth is muffled by my forearm. I slowly come back to reality as Westin tenses then slams into me with an intensity that makes me gasp. I glance back over my shoulder to see him looking down at us, his mouth hung open as he lets go, slowly pumping all his cum into me.