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  “I’ll see you some other time Jason,” I said to him, sagging on the elevator walls as the doors closed.

  When I got to my floor, I found Terry and Tina, the other blonde assistant in the reception desk, and they smiled at me with the sort of smile that suggested that they had been talking about Jason and I. I went into the office to wind up my work for the day. I then went home, the warm New York air a welcome relief.

  Chapter Five

  “What did he say again?” Shane asked from across the room while shaking his head.

  “That is right, exactly the same way I reacted when he asked me the question,” I said sipping on the cold champagne that I had bought at the store on my walk home. “I am sure it was not a dream even though I was overdosed with his hormones which were driving me crazy.”

  “You know what Gina, I think you should just let him fuck you, it would take a great load off your back,” Shane replied skeptically as he gulped down his second glass of champagne. He took his netbook from a nearby table. “What did you say his name is again?”

  “Jason Donovan, why do you ask?”

  Shane span his laptop around for me to see Jason’s Social Media profile on the monitor. Oh my God. Shane’s picture was on the screen, and he had that smile on his face that always made me feel like melting. I closed my eyes as I thought of the sexy, elegant sex god of my life. God knows how I lusted for him. I could already feel my pussy becoming moist as his picture turned me on, memories of me in his arms flooding back into my mind.

  “From what I can see on his wall, he is pretty popular with women, and you are lucky that he wants you so bad. I don’t see anything wrong…”

  “Stop talking, Shane,” I replied, “do I look like a vagina on legs?”

  “And besides, from what you have said, he looks like a pretty successful person.”

  “I really don’t know, it is going to be awkward bumping into him all the time, and besides, I don’t know what the staff in the office will think,” I said looking at him. “I also do not wanna feel like he is just using me for sex only.”

  “Well, the choice is yours,” Shane said looking at his netbook again. “Oh my God, he is only 26, can you imagine all the stamina that the guy has?”

  Can you imagine how rude he was, just popping the question on me like that, I am feeling very offended.”

  Shane looked up at me with a lot of sympathy in his eyes. “I feel you baby girl, but you are strong, and I don’t think you should carry all that baggage around. I wanna see you happy and free of misery.”

  “I am not strong most of the times,” I said looking away from him, “although it is not like I wanted him to invite me out or something first, but there has to be more ideal way to ask a woman to have sex with you.”

  “What are your plans tonight?” Shane asked closing his netbook and looking at me.

  “I was thinking, Mark, my gym instructor said that I could go out to dinner with him. He said that he will bring along a friend of his who is experienced in yoga, wanna come with me?”

  “You know that I would not let you go out alone and leave me here alone, unless it is with Jason,” Shane replied jokingly.

  “You asshole,” I replied digging into my purse for Marks card. I then went ahead and gave him a call, and he gave me an address where we could meet up, somewhere in Brooklyn. I told him that I would bring Shane long and he agreed. “To Brooklyn it is Jason.”

  “Jason’s mouth dropped when he heard me saying that, “Brooklyn, are you out of your mind! Isn’t there anywhere else that we could meet up with him, we could get mugged there, and besides, your parents would never approve of you going to such rough neighborhoods.” He tugged at his denim jacket uncomfortably.

  “We will just have to pray that they do not find out,” I replied as we departed. The dinner was a welcome distraction from the day’s happenings, and Mark came along with an oriental friend of his who seemed to know everything about yoga.

  Chapter Six

  Friday had finally arrived, and I was excited. It was my favorite day of the week, and besides, I was excited that Sean would be getting back to the office from his trip. When I got to the office, I found that Sean had already arrived.

  “Sean, how was your trip?” I asked as I ran into his office. He was dressed in grey slacks and a white shirt, and as I entered the room, he stood up to greet me, a huge grin on his face.

  “It was fantastic, everything went as planned. What about you here, did you have any problems, I hear that you even nailed a new contract with Spartan Productions.”

  “I did what I had to do, and the rest of the staff were also very helpful,” I replied, slumping into a seat that he motioned me towards.

  “Great, I want a full briefing of all the operations, and I would also like to go through the documentation, although I trust that you already signed everything. Is that okay with you, or do you have other plans for today?”

  “I am at your disposal today sir, give me a moment to get my files sorted. Coffee?” I said getting up. I liked Sean and his positive attitude towards life, and it rubbed off on me making me look forward to the day ahead.

  “Most definitely, black without sugar,” Sean replied.

  I scuttled out of his office to arrange my files, before heading off to the coffee machine to get two cups of coffee for Sean and I then went back into his office. We went through the progress of the day before, as I gave him a brief on the meetings in detail as I brought him up to speed. It was almost lunch time when his smart phone went off, distracting us. Sean put it on speaker.

  “Hey darling, will you make it for lunch today?” a male voice asked.

  “No Steve, I do not think so.”

  “Don’t tell me you will overwork the pretty girl today, you are a very lucky man she can tolerate you.”

  “I know I am,” Sean replied winking at me.

  “Anyway, I will bring you guys something to eat in the next 20 minutes, Mexican if that is okay with her.”

  I nodded at Sean.

  “Yeah, it’s cool with her,” Sean said as he hung up the call, and we proceeded to work. I assumed that it was probably his lover from the manner in which they had been talking. We proceeded on with our work, and keeping his word, Steve arrived at one on the dot with the packed lunches. He looked like an outgoing person just like Sean, and I also discovered that they had been together as an item since their college days. They seemed to have such a comfortable and functional relationship, I actually enjoyed spending time with them.

  “Girl, you sure can eat,” Steve joked as I went for my third helping, “where do you manage to keep all of it?”

  “I work the gym every evening, and I guess that is where it goes to, if it helps,” I smiled.

  “I hope you do not mind him,” Sean said, a broad smile on his face, “he is just jealous because he has to keep a tag on his own girlish features.”

  “From what I can see,” Steve said shooting Sean a glance, “if we went for an eating competition with the rest of the company employees, I am sure that she would win.”

  “It could actually be fun,” I said smiling at both of them. They seemed so tight, and it made me jealous to see them that way, while I could not get the one thing that I wanted but did not want at the same time, Jason.

  “You looked wild to me from the first time,” Steve continued, just before Sean came to my rescue.”

  “Will you quit harassing my work mate,” Sean said, “and what do you know about being wild?”

  “For starters, they like hanging out with people like us, you know, gay men,” Steve continued, “need me continue to mention a few more!”

  We continued chatting on different topics including work, and I was impressed by the way that Steve easily shared his career with Sean and vice versa despite being in totally different fields. Steve was an engineer with a construction firm, and I listened to him talking about his job passionately. We finished eating, and after Steve had left, Sean and I got back to
work.

  I was going through some proposals that I had received regarding certain accounts of the company when my phone rang. “Dina Garcia, may I help you?”

  “Dina love, I could not help thinking of you, how are you?”

  “Daddy,” I answered excitedly, pleased to hear my father’s deep voice booming over the line, “how nice to hear from you, is everything okay at home, how is mom?”

  My father always sounded like old money in the way that he was always so cultured and at times even arrogant. “Everything is splendid, your mom is doing great as always.”

  “That is good dad, and thanks for the jewelery that you guys sent us, I was so busy I forgot to thank you.”

  “You don’t have to thank me for those, it is nice to hear your voice. I was wondering if we could have dinner this afternoon since I will be in the city shortly.”

  “Well of course daddy,” I replied without hesitation.

  “Good, I will have Pat pick you up at 7 on the dot, your apartment,” he said hanging up. Pat was my father’s personal driver and body guard, jumping at every beck and call faithfully.

  I left the office feeling quite tired. It was just after 5 in the afternoon, and as soon as I hit the streets, I realized that I had forgotten some notes that I intended to go through over the weekend, and so I made my way back into the building, the guards who now knew me nodding at me as I passed by and headed to the bank of elevators. Being a Friday, most of the people had already left the building, and I found an empty elevator waiting. I got in and hit the 30 floor button before the car started making its ascent. Two floors up, the carriage came to a halt with a ding sound, and the doors slid open.

  Standing there was Jason and another guy, and the moment that I saw him, I lost my breath, my irritation coming back. My heart started beating faster as I looked at him standing there, his heart stopping killer smile driving me completely insane. I was both happy and disappointed to see him, and I could feel my body becoming erotically hot. It was as if he knew it, because his smile became even broader as he looked me directly in the eyes, my eyes diverting to his friend as my cheeks colored. Whatever hold that he had on me, I did not know, but just looking at him spelled sex, GREAT SEX. I could already smell his erotic maleness as I stood in the car, my knees feeling like they would give in under me. I felt like running out of the elevator and going somewhere where I would hide away from all this sexual torment that I was feeling.

  “We can finish this on Monday,” Jason said to his friend as he entered into the car.

  I stepped out of the elevator, deciding that if I was to retain the little common sense that I had left, it would be better for me to just take another elevator back down and pick up the notes the following day.

  “Not so fast, my love,” Jason said, grabbing me by the hand and restraining me from walking out. The doors of the elevator shut, and it resumed its ascent.

  “What is wrong with you?” I tried to protest. I did not feel like having someone pushing me around. With Jason I did not really mind, but I did not want to admit it.

  Jason caught me by the chin and arched my head upwards so that I was facing him, and then his deep blue eyes looked into mine searchingly. “What is the matter girl?”

  I could feel the now familiar electricity between us coming to life, and it made me mad due to the fact that I could not control it. “You are the matter.”

  “Me, are you kidding?” he said taking his hand off my chin and reaching it into his pocket. He pulled out a master key and plugged it into the panel of the lift, and after pressing the button to the top most floor, the lights to the other floor all went off. I wondered what we were going to do in the boardroom. The prospect of what could happen there since everyone had left actually excited me, which angered me. I did not want to give in to the antics of the sex god who had a way of bringing my wildest desires to life. I did my best to resist the temptation to reach for his mouth and kiss him deeply and passionately.

  “Jason please, I am not in the mood for your games today, I need to get home.”

  “I know just how to get you in the mood,” he said as the elevator sped past the floors.

  “Who told you that I would like to get in the mood? What if I am not interested in your offer?”

  He was dressed in a pair of black designer jeans and a gray short sleeved shirt, and as always, he looked stunning, and his eyes bore into me once again. “I think you want me to, but do not want to admit it.”

  “I might be attracted to you madly like most other women, but I am not interested in doing anything about it,” I said diverting my eyes away from his. He was standing so close to me, I could feel his breathe on my forehead.

  “Attraction is to moderate for what we have here,” he said, gesturing at the small space between our bodies.

  “I might sound crazy, but before getting naked and hot with someone, I first have to get to like them first.”

  “Great minds think alike, and that makes the two of us,” he said inching closer to me.

  I could not believe that what I had dreamt of for so long could actually come to life as he reached his hand to my chin once again, and slowly started bringing his lips to mine. He brushed his thumb over my lips, and not wanting to look intimidated, I did not move away. Instead if kissing me, he stuck his finger into my mouth and then took it into his own, sucking it with a smirk. I felt my whole shivering in excitement and anticipation. I could not believe how he was teasing me so erotically.

  My body was on fire, and I could feel my clit swelling until it touched the fabric of my panties. He started bringing his lips closer to mine, and then just when they were about to touch, the elevator ground to a halt, the doors sliding open to my disappointment and spoiling our sensual moment. Jason pulled away slowly and reluctantly as I stood there feeling like my lust and desires would explode. There was a searing heat between my legs, and I could not help imagining his head in between there, cooling me off.

  He took my hand and led me out of the car, “You know what Miss Garcia, I do not know how to go about with romance, but I know a million ways to make you come.”

  “I really should get going, I’m not interested.

  “We all need to get going, but this won’t take long, I just wanna talk to you for a moment.

  I went along with him, mostly because I liked the effect his powerful pull of his masculinity has on me. There is no way I could resist it even if I wanted to. The security guards on the floor buzzed us through, and Jason led me towards the conference room.

  “I am in a short meeting with Miss Garcia, Dick, please let us know when the building is being locked up,” Jason winked at one of the guards.

  “Sure Mr. Donovan,” the guard stared at us with his eyes wide, as we hurried by.

  We walked to the door, and Jason opened it with a card key, before we walked into the huge familiar room. The view outside was worth a million bucks, with the sun shining in the horizon on the New York skyline, and despite my disappointment at being dragged there, I loved the view. There was a door to a smaller meeting room, and Jason locked the door, and led me into the room. I had never been in it before, and I was impressed with the tasteful furnishing. It even had a bar with brass decanters on one end, and an aquarium with giant Goldfish. There were antique paintings on the walls, and on one side were some white leather couches.

  Jason went ahead and removed his shirt, putting it on a coat hanger on one side. I could not believe it, he looked even more erotic in just a vest, and I just stood there staring, unable to tear my gaze away from him. Not just staring either, I was openly admiring and lusting after the beautiful man in front of me. I wanted to go to him and ran my hands under his vest, but I just stood rooted on the spot. He gestured for me to join him on one of the leather couches.

  “Jason, I really have to get going,” I said, still stuck on one spot, and unable to ran away even if I had wanted.

  “I have to get home too, and besides, this place will be closing soon.
Come on, let us work it out girl.”

  “Work what out.”

  As if impatient, Jason walked up to me and scooped me up into his arms. The feel of his strong arms carrying me to the couch was almost like a dream. “We are going to work out why you are not interested in me. I wanna know what it will take to get into your pants.”

  Those words sounded like music to my ears. “Only a miracle,” I said as I pulled at the hem of my short red skirt. I wish I had worn pants instead, but it was too late. “I do not like the way that you demand for sex so blatantly, I find it uncouth.” His approach was instead a major turn on for me, but that was something that I was never going to admit. I was dying to have him, even though I pushed him away from me, widening the space between us.

  “It might be very direct and sound rude, but it is the truth. You don’t look like the type to be flattered and showered with words when one can just hit the nail on the head.”

  “I want to feel more like a person with feelings than a sex object.”

  “Okay.”

  “Can I leave now?” I said standing up, as Jason’s brows shot up.

  “I am glad that we are now talking nicely,” Jason said taking me by the wrist and pulling me back down. “Now, I need to know, would you like me to seduce you, because I see no use. We are already very sexually attracted to one another, I know you can feel it too.”

  The conversation only served to excite me more. I loved the way the agile young male was so content on getting all sweaty and erotic with me. I wanted him badly, as I had always wanted him so badly, and my whole body was aching to have him pleasure it. “Timetable sex does not turn me on, I prefer it coming unannounced.”

  “Having some sort of understanding before sex makes sense, because in the future we will get what we expect. There’ll be no over expectations and disappointments in the long run.”

  “You’ve got to be joking, a programmed fuck.”

  Jason burst out laughing at me, and it got me madder, even though I loved the raspy sound of the laughter. Despite loving the effect of his laughter on me, I did not like the fact that he was laughing at my comment, and I stood up, moving out of his reach. “You know what, I’m outta here.”