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We drove back in silence while I tried to keep my top together and look decent enough to walk into his building without attracting eyes.
No one was there when we arrived.
We used the back door, the one he opened with a passcode after parking his ride in the underground garage.
Later, we showered together, and I sat on my knees in front of him more times than I could count before my back met the crisp sheets smelling like honeysuckle, and he started licking me between my legs.
He showed no restraint while tongue fucking me, then fucking me, and by the end of the night, entering all my holes, satisfying every fantasy I had until my body begged for mercy and maybe, just maybe, a few hours of sleep.
We spent Sunday inside. It was a cloudy day, and it was perfect for what we had in mind.
He ordered food while I took a shower, and later, we had breakfast in bed. We ate, talked, and drank coffee.
We went at the gym in the building and worked out––a first for me––which I reluctantly enjoyed, and then we came back and started all over again.
Shower, sex, and sex in the bathtub before napping in the afternoon.
He had his phone turned off the entire day until we got ready to go back and then he powered it on and called the man he was supposed to meet that day. He took me to his business meeting, which was the official reason he came back.
I felt good and important. And I learned a lot at that meeting, too; it was held in a hotel conference room.
At ten at night, we flew back.
I didn’t go to my place that night. I spent the night with him and went to Manhattan early Monday morning.
With that started two long weeks I can only describe as a blur. The intense, head-spinning pace began with those few initial days I spent with him in Miami.
I always thought I lived a fast-paced life. Well, I was wrong. My life had never been fast-paced before.
I’d worked at the coffee shop where things were predictable, and the work schedule was doable and not excessively stressful.
Lacking money made my life outside work as laid back as possible, to put it nicely.
I had a lot of time to do nothing.
All that changed that weekend and that Monday morning.
I picked one set of clothes to use at work, dropped the rest at the cleaners in Manhattan, instructed his driver, the one driving me around now, to pick them up later, and just like that, I started a new life.
Within twenty-four hours, I went from sucking my boss’ dick and letting him fill all my holes––my boss who is also my sexy neighbor––to working in a fast-paced, crazy environment where money is a fickle monster who can push you up and make you a star or bring you down and trash your life.
I don’t remember much of that Monday morning as loads of information poured into my brain, obliterating anything else.
My anxiety was so high that everything felt surreal.
People talked to me. New people. HR people. Shauna, who was happy to see me. And Gloria Franklin, the woman Kai had entrusted with providing me the much needed administrative support for my job; she was as nice as he had described her.
Then random people on the floor. Everyone but him.
He walked into a meeting that Monday morning, and I never had access to him again.
His father hadn’t returned from Miami, so it was all on him, and he had tons of people in his office the entire day.
Later that day, he got a set of new clothes and texted me that he was leaving and gone he was.
He flew to Hong Kong.
And I was alone.
