“Reece!” Eden was surprised she actually remembered his name. She had totally forgotten that she had brought a date. Her thoughts stumbling, she made the introductions. “Chase. This is my date Reece.” The men shook hands. Chase inspected him, looking at Eden then back again. He failed to smile as he studied the pair.
“Nice to meet you Reece...I didn’t realize you had a date,” Chase said, directing his comment to Eden.
Is he angry? she asked herself. He has no right to be. But she found she liked the idea.
Eden felt an awkward silence hover in the air as the threesome fought for something to say. The cacophony of the mob in the room suddenly closing in on them made her aware of her surroundings. “Reece, would you mind getting me another drink?” Eden asked Reece with a smile.
“Not at all. Chase could I get you something?” he asked.
Yeah, get the fuck lost, Chase thought to himself. “No thanks, I’m good.” He raised a hand and smiled.
Reece disappeared through the crowd on his mission, leaving Eden and Chase to ponder the next move. Eden wished that she had come alone while Chase wished she would leave with him.
“I’m sorry. I should have mentioned my date.”
Chase’s response was quick, he seemed rather put out. “I’m sorry too…that you have one,” he said with that smile of his. Her heart skipped a beat and she felt a stirring in her belly. She could go for this guy, imagining what she could do with all six foot five of him.
“I take it that you’re here alone?” Eden asked, not knowing quite why she cared, but still needing to know.
“Alone,” he said. He moved closer to Eden and whispered across her cheek, “And leaving alone I’m afraid.”
Eden’s cheeks warmed, an excitement welling up in her belly. It ached from his breath on her skin. He had her ready to sneak into a dark corner and have her way with him. So tempting.
Reece came over, handing Eden a glass of Champagne. She practically inhaled it in an attempt to extinguish the flame burning between her legs but without success. Chase looked amused and Reece shocked.
“We better go Reece,” she announced, handing off her glass to Chase. The amused look on his face was priceless. “It was nice to meet you Mr. Dean…I look forward to working with you.”
“As do I,” Chase replied with a grin.
Eden smiled and took Reece’s arm. They said their goodbyes one by one through the group. Eden noticed that a certain pair of eyes followed her every move. She was thrilled, knowing he was taken with her. The knowledge that it was going to cause problems, trying not to mix business with pleasure, tugged at her heart.
“Until we meet again Miss Fox,” Chase whispered out loud to himself, watching Eden and her date get onto the elevator and the doors close. She had had quite the effect on him.
The thought of her soft blue eyes and the smell of her perfume that was now held in his memory made his cock stir. He wondered how it would feel, having her nails tear down his back, her juices dripping down his chin or how she’d sound when he made her moan. He needed release and he was intent on getting it. The vision in his mind of her hot little body pressed against his and those legs in her too sexy stilettos would haunt him. He pictured those legs wrapped around his hips as he hammered himself into her.
He scanned around the room making sure he wasn’t being watched as he adjusted himself. I could be at Pulse in twenty minutes tops and between a pair of warm soft thighs in less than forty-five, he thought as he eyeballed the room for his sister.
“I’m leaving, you need a ride?” Chase asked Rheanna when he found her hovering at the bar with Paul the pervert, as he was known within social circles.
Rheanna poo-pooed him with a waving hand gesture as she spoke. “I’ll get a ride…not having a good time brother dear?” she asked pointedly.
“I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” He cut any further conversation short and walked to the elevator, pushed the button repeatedly and smiled to himself. The thought of Eden walking the halls of his office, sharing a board room table and many, many meetings, gave him far more to look forward to in his future than he had anticipated this morning.
***
Pulse was quiet tonight as Eden and Reece entered.
Reece asked Eden as he perused the room, “Shall I get us a drink?”
“Please, a white wine. Take it to room seven, I’ll be there soon,” she instructed him and he smiled with a gleam in his eyes. She put her hand to his jaw, tilting her head to take in his striking features and smiled. She was going to eat him alive. If he only knew.
She watched his tight little ass as he headed to the bar liking what she saw, but wishing it was Chase’s ass she was staring at.
“Not that I’m not thrilled to see you honey, but what are you doing here on a week night? Party a bust?” Mikala asked from behind her. She spun around with a smile for her friend.
Mik, as Eden liked to call her best friend, was a bombshell of a woman. Mikalas’ blazing, fire red hair gave her just the right definition of exactly who she was, a powerful woman with a take no prisoners attitude towards life. She reminded Eden of a World War II pin up girl. Tall, slim, with fabulous legs, large full breasts that screamed sexy. Eden often wished she had just a little of that hot sexiness that oozed from Mikala so easily, almost like lava.
“Not at all,” Eden said. Mikala’s eyes narrowed, waiting for more.
Mikala owned Pulse, a social night club in Boston, with a main floor bar and dance area, and a second floor containing a member’s only social club. A get together club for meeting and socializing with like-minded people, complete with rooms at the back for private sexual encounters. On the ever darker side, she ran an escort service within the social club, not advertised as such, but very lucrative all the same. One that Eden relied on regularly since she had no desire for a complicated relationship.
Mikalas’ gentlemen were clean and safe. Her service made sure that each gentleman assigned to Eden was briefed on all the facts of the evening, a must for her many business gatherings. A standard how we met included, always the same. Eden liked it that way, no mistakes on either party.
Eden had her own private room, number seven, where she could take her escorts if she so desired. She would never take a man home. That would make it far too personal, too intimate, and out of her control.
“Just needed a little play time.” Eden confessed.
“So not like you…” Mikala said the conversation open for Eden to complete.
Eden didn’t want to hear Mikalas’ usual you-need-a-real-man speech, so she chose to side track her friend. “I got the contract, the big one. The one we discussed the other day. I was offered the executive spot too, finally.”
“So you and Reece are going to celebrate? Congrats honey,” Mikala said, air kissing each cheek in that grand European gesture Eden was beginning to hate. “I suspect there’s more though.”
“Always a step ahead Mik. How do you do that?” Eden asked, amazed that this woman could read her so well.
Mikala held her hand behind her head like a sexy Rita Hayworth and wiggled her hips. “It’s a gift, when it comes to you anyway. You’ve got this horny little look on your face and it’s not only because of my boy. So who is he?”
“I don’t even know him Mik we just met tonight at the party,” Eden said distracting herself with the many patrons moving around the room. “But it looks like I’ll be working with him, and it’s going to be very, very hard to keep it business only.”
“Same office?” she asked.
“No. His name is Chase, and he’s the CEO at Dean Construction Enterprises,” Eden said while Mikala’s eyes lit up.
“Chase Dean? CEO? The new contract...I see,” Mikala exclaimed, putting two and two together.
“Yep.” She shook her head and let out a sigh. “It’s ridiculous really. I just met him and all I can think about is having sex with him. How desperate does that make me?”
“Don’t beat yourself up over i
t. I meet guys every day that I’d love to screw, doesn’t make me a whore…just a horny bitch.” Mikala laughed, trying to lighten the moment.
Eden laughed. “You have such a way with words Mik.”
“Yes, I do,” she said, elated that Eden couldn’t read minds or Mikala would have to do some fancy explaining. “You better get your ass in gear before Reece has to get himself off and you miss it all.”
“I’m just going to check my messages in your office first, ok?” Eden queried.
“Sure honey. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, if I don’t see you before you leave.” She gave Eden air kisses and Eden went into her office, closing the door for privacy.
***
Noticing him as she came around the end of the bar, Mikala took a napkin from the pile and waved it in front of his face to get his attention.
“Mikala.” Chase smiled.
“Chase,” Mikala said, placing the napkin on the bar where he stood. “The usual?”
“Please,” he said, sitting on the stool as he unbuttoned his suit jacket. “So, did I see you talking to Eden Fox?”
“You did,” she answered with a wry smile.
“What would a beautiful woman like that be hanging around a place like this for?” Chase inquired.
Mikala turned with a furrowed brow. “Hey!” she scolded, holding back his drink, waiting for a little clarity before becoming offended.
“Sorry Mikala, darling. You know I don’t mean it the way it sounds.” He blew her a kiss and winked. “She just doesn’t seem like the type to…have to look for company.”
Mikala couldn’t resist his flirty ways. “I get it. And I also can’t discuss her with you…privacy and all. Besides, she’s my best friend.”
“Oh, so she’s not here looking for a companion,” he stated, oddly happy not to have skipped to a grave conclusion.
“I didn’t say that.”
“Mikala?” He looked at her with his beautiful eyes and an unspoken question.
Mikala played with the idea of taking him to Eden’s room and locking the pair of them together until they gave into their needs and fucked like jack rabbits. She knew that Eden had him on her mind, and it was pretty obvious that he shared the same thoughts. She worried her lower lip as she played the scenario in her mind, over and over. Eden would kill her, but then again maybe she would be grateful. What to do, what to do?
Taking a sip of his drink, he looked at her with those beautiful eyes, acting as indifferent as he could muster. “Is she here with a man…Reece?” Chase questioned.
“Chase, you know I can’t tell you,” she said, but those sexy eyes of his were driving her insane. “I suppose you met my Reece at the party.”
Chase beamed when she enlightened him as to the situation. “So, he’s one of your escorts? Good to know.”
“Why do you say that?” Mikala asked. “You won’t do anything stupid, right?”
Chase held his hands up in surrender. “I’m not looking for trouble, Mikala. I just came here looking for someone to share a little recreational fun with. You know I’d never do anything crazy.”
Mikala took a fresh napkin from the pile and looked enquiringly into his eyes. She could read people, had a way of seeing deep into a person’s spirit, to figure out exactly what and who they were in the blink of an eye. She was that good. With a click of her pen she scribbled something on the napkin before folding it in half and holding it out to him. He reached out his hand.
“Wait,” she said, holding it just out of his reach. “I didn’t give you this.”
“Give me what?” He gave her an innocent grin as she handed him the napkin and disappeared out of his sight.
Chase unfolded the napkin and smiled as he read #7 play nice! He knew what he had to do.
The room was unlit when she opened the door, and eerily dark. Eden hated being alone in the dark. A chill ran up her spine and she visibly shivered, not sure if she wanted to walk beyond the threshold. Eden reached in across the wall and turned the dimmer switch to give the room a slight glow, as if candles had been lit. She closed and locked the door. Suddenly, a light in the washroom glowed from beneath the door and the sounds of running water let her know that it was occupied by her companion
“Reece?” she called out.
“One minute,” a voice responded in a low, quiet tone. She wouldn’t have heard him if she had been any further from the door.
“Ok, I’ll be waiting, don’t be long,” Eden said, turning her back to the door. She unzipped her dress before slipping from it, revealing the new pink satin bra and panties she had chosen for tonight’s fun. Trimmed in black lace, the set had a slight naughtiness that she so enjoyed.
The light in the washroom went out and the door opened. Eden didn’t notice her companion entering the room as she adjusted her lace topped hold-up stockings. His arms circled her waist and she rose, pushing back against his chest. She tilted her head to the side as he placed his lips over her ear lobe, sucking it between his teeth and nipping gently. She inhaled a deep breath as shock waves ran through her to the very tips of her toes. His fragrance was familiar but not the scent she remembered from Reece earlier.
Eden took his hands from her waist and placed them on her breasts. He kneaded them greedily while he buried his face in her hair at the back of her neck. His teeth pulled at her bra strap, sliding it off her shoulder, his breath hot against her flesh.
“Easy tiger, don’t get too carried away, remember who’s in charge,” she cautioned.
His hands released her heavy, swollen breasts, moving down across her stomach to the lace trim on her panties. His fingertips slid under the lacey edge and she purred, raising her arms up and meshing her fingers in his hair. She turned her head in an attempt to kiss his lips and their eyes met. Her heart stopped when the dim light revealed her companion’s identity.
“Chase!”
“Eden,” he said, turning her in his arms to face him with that smile.
She pushed and tried to escape his hold, but he held tight. “What are you doing here? Where’s Reece?” she asked, uncertain how to react. She was thrilled, but apprehensive at the same time. She pulled herself free from his grip, adjusting her bra strap and covering herself with her nearby dress.
“Let’s say Reece had an offer, one he couldn’t refuse. He did tell me to let you know he had a nice evening and thanks,” Chase replied.
Eden scowled even though he probably couldn’t get the full effect in the dark. “What offer? Did you pay him off or something?” she asked, put off at that particular thought. She had paid him plenty for the night. He had probably doubled his money, no doubt, and was somewhere enjoying his riches. Quite a lucrative evening for him.
“Something like that.” His grin spoke volumes.
“I see. So, what are you doing here? Besides interfering with my sex life?” she asked with a sideways glance. “Did you follow me?”
“I’m a club member. Better still, what’s a beautiful woman like you doing in a place like this anyway?” he asked even though it sounded cliché.
She shook her head and gave a slight titter. “None of your business,” she said, trying to retain some kind of modesty and getting back into her dress. “Seriously, what are you doing here, in my room?”
“You have your own room?” he asked with disbelief as he moved closer, causing her breath to catch. “A woman as hot and sexy as you needs to rely on a place like this? I highly doubt it.”
Chase took the dress from her hands, throwing it onto a chair by the door. He stood directly in her space, towering over her. His masculine scent and the heat that emanated from his body warmed her skin. Chase cupped her chin in his large hand, forcing her to look into his eyes.
“Are we going to talk all night baby, or shall we continue?” he asked, his tone sultry, causing her panties to suddenly become damp and her breathing to increase.
Eden was fine with the fact that Reece was gone, but the notion of controlling the situation went with him. Sh
e was so full of want and raw lust because of the affect Chase had had on her at the party and his mere presence in the room. But the idea of giving over her power to this well-defined alpha-male disturbed her.
She pushed her hand against his chest, forcing him to back up towards the bed until the back of his knees touched the mattress. She gave him another shove in an attempt to take him down, but as he toppled he slung his arm around her waist and pulled her with him.
Eden moved to straddle his hips while she hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt, slipped his belt buckle open, and tugged down the fly of his slacks, revealing his arousal as it pushed to escape. The shining head of his cock slid free from the waist band and Eden gasped. A glitter of pre-cum sat atop his erection and she met his smoldering eyes.
In a struggle for power move, he rolled her onto her back and straddled her hips. She lay under him, panting, while he slid his shirt off his shoulders and threw it to the floor. This man was built. He had the perfect six-pack. Broad shoulders and strong muscular arms making her want to melt into him and stay there. He looked hard, yet his skin was smooth. She resisted the urge to touch him for now, taking him in with only her eyes. A slight tuft of dark hair at his navel ran in a fine line down into his slacks, making her mouth water and causing her to swallow hard.
"Enjoying the view?" he queried in a smug tone.
"Mmm…hmm," was all she could manage to hum; she was unable to form words at this instant.
He leapt from her and stood at the end of the bed, stripping off his slacks before standing in front of her in his black, snug fitting boxer briefs. Her eyes roamed over his chest and abs, but it was the muscles that formed a delicious V at his slender hips that had her very aroused. She deliberately licked her dry lips in appreciation for this man, one that took extra special care of the body that god gave him.
Noting the size of his penis only hidden by a thin layer of cotton fabric, she took a deep breath when she realized just howimmense Chase was. His legs were muscular and lightly dusted with dark hair. He slipped off his socks and boxers, releasing his impressive cock and Eden’s clit pulsed, causing her wetness to increase two-fold.
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