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The poor guy just nodded, looking miserable.
And of course, everything had been as it should. The deal was just as I’d worked it—an expensive acquisition in the hi-tech sector that would pay off handsomely in the future.
I eventually signed the damn thing, poor Welby looking grateful as he scurried off towards the finance department.
But it seemed so hollow, somehow. That was the last deal I personally had any hand in.
Now, I’m just there for my signature, and my looks. All I have to do is sign the documents, and sometimes talk to a camera.
So yeah, it’s fair to say this game is starting to lose it’s shine for me. I long for the old days.
Brock is sitting beside me, and I feel the sharp nudge of his elbow in my side.
“Wake the hell up,” he hisses. “Two o’clock, question about margins.”
I glance over blearily – the entire boardroom is staring at me expectantly.
Great.
“Mr Alder, it’s important that you are engaged in this process. We need to show the board and your competitors that you are serious about making these aggressive acquisitions. There is some concern that now your father is gone, the company may lose some of its focus.”
“I understand,” I say through gritted teeth. “The margins look healthy. There is some concern for the longer term, five or ten years, say, but we can fix those issues once we complete the deal. I’m confident we can make good on our investment.”
There are murmurs of assent, and most of the people present look placated. I fold my arms and sit back, letting my thoughts start to wander again. It’s ridiculous, really—we’re talking about a multi-billion dollar deal here, but all I can think about is Tessa.
I cast my mind back to that night in the desert. I’d felt alive for the first time in forever.
“How much have you had to drink?” I ask.
She looks over at me and grins with one raised eyebrow.
“Enough to shed my inhibitions, but not enough that you need to worry about taking advantage of me,” she replies, her voice low and husky.
I frown. “And why should I have to worry about that?”
“Because,” she says, grabbing my tie and pulling me close, “we’re about to drive out into the desert and do something naughty.”
The way she kisses me leaves no doubt whatsoever that she means what she says.
My eyes widen, and I try to think of something clever to say. My brain’s not working, though; all the blood is being used . . . elsewhere in my body. Somehow, I managed to croak, “Whatever you say.”
I put my Maserati in gear, pull off the road, and out across the desert sands. It’s probably doing my very expensive car no good, damaging the paintwork and the suspension, but I don’t care.
The roof is down, and Tess stands up and laughs at the moon, in that same carefree way of hers that I’ve already started to love.
She looks down at me with shining eyes, and then glances down at my crotch. I’m rock hard just from having kissed her and the anticipation of . . . doing other things to her.
Tess grins at me. “What’s this you’ve got here?”
She places a hand over my engorged cock and starts to rub me through my pants. I groan, leaning back in the seat a little, struggling to concentrate on where I’m driving as she massages me, leaning over and biting one of my nipples too. My eyes widen in shock—no girl has ever done that to me before, but holy fuck it feels good.
We swerve across the desert until I’m finally forced to stop. I just can’t take it any longer.
We’re in the absolute middle of nowhere, miles from the road. Our only company is the full moon and a few cacti.
Tess climbs out of the car and wanders around to the hood, pulling her dress off as she goes. I quickly follow, tugging down my pants.
She eyes me hungrily as I pick her up by her beautiful ass, then she wraps her legs around my waist. She’s only wearing her bra and panties, and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
“Fuck me here, under the stars,” she whispers hoarsely in my ear.
I don’t need telling twice. I lower her onto the hood, still warm from the drive, and strip her last remaining clothes off in a frenzy.
She lays there naked, her legs spread, her pussy slick and gleaming in the moonlight. I yank off my boxers and kneel in front of her, starting at her beautiful pink nipples—nibbling, sucking, biting. She moans and arches her back, urging me on.
I kiss my way down her body. I’m trying to be gentle and tender, take it slow, but I need her so badly I just can’t. I devour her, my lips everywhere, her hands grabbing handfuls of my hair as she gasps and moans, telling me exactly how good it feels.
