Okay, I'll admit.
I might've gone too far by getting intimate with him. He must've been drunk and didn't know what he was doing. So all I had to do now was to pretend like last night never happened.
I went straight to my office and tried to keep all of my focus at work, but memories of last night kept flashing before my eyes. The way his hands roamed my body, the way he smelled. I could still feel the sensation I felt when he tightly wrapped his fingers around my c**k and stroked it gently. Goddammit, why can't I get it out of my mind?
Thankfully, the phone on my desk rang, and I was jolted back to reality. I quickly picked it up, feeling grateful for the distraction.
"Mr. Price, Ethan would like to see you in his office," Ethan's assistant Sally informed me from the other line.
Fuck.
