One Night Stand With A Heartbreaker

Chapter 002

"I don't wanna go that far", I quietly say and he smiles as he accepts my decision. He kisses me one more time and then glides his tongue down there. I inhale sharply as he moves my panties to the side and inserts two fingers deep inside me. I hear him groan in approval and he pumps his fingers in. Out. In. Out. I tilt my head back at the sensation and feel my climax fast approaching. Just as I feel my walls tightening, he suddenly removes his fingers and I'm left in a hot mess. I pout in rejection but he just smirks in response.

"Not yet, baby", he whispers and before I know it, he lifts me up and sets me on his lap.

"Hold on", he orders and lifts me again as I watch him undo his jeans and pull them down, along with his boxers. I stare wordlessly and he gently slides me unhurriedly onto his length. I revel in the feel as he works up a pace. I bounce on him as he humps me from underneath, and soon I feel my walls tightening again and hold onto him for dear life.

"That's it. Come for me, baby", he hisses and that's all it takes for my orgasm to rip through me and I shout to the ceiling, coming hard with his arms holding me tight. He keeps up the pace until I feel him stiffen under me and mumble my name. We sit there for a while as we catch our breath.

"Wow", I huff.

"Wow, yourself", he replies. I giggle.

"I can't sit up", I say and he takes the hint as he gently lifts me up and lies me down. I can barely keep my eyes open and find myself falling asleep. I feel the bed shift as the mysterious man kisses my head and holds me close.

Tonight was not what I was expecting. But I'm glad. More than I know.

The next morning, I wake with a jerk and it takes me a moment to realize where I am. My bedroom. My bedroom… When did I get home?

I hold my head as my hangover takes over. Jeez, I only had three…

I carefully sit up and see that I'm wearing my blue PJ's that Kate got me for my birthday. As I contemplate last night, I'm then reminded of the mysterious stranger that I met. Did I?

It was too good to be true.

"f**k. No more hangovers for a while", I grumble to myself as I struggle to sit up straight. I then see a glass of water and two Advil on my nightstand and welcome the remedies without hesitation. I hear a voice coming from the living room and figure Kate must be home early. Thank God I don't work today. Jack would kill me if I came to work drunk…again.

"There you are. I was worried you weren't coming home", she remarks as she takes a bite of Rocky Road ice cream straight from the container. When's the last time she did that? We haven't done it since we were kids.

"Where's Elliot?", I ask groggily. She hesitates and lets out a long sigh before answering.

"Busy. He had to go work early", she replies disappointed. Ever since her and Elliot got together, he hasn't exactly been there for her and it's stressing her out. If I could help her, I would. I hate seeing her like this.

"Are you okay?", I ask carefully. She fakes a smile and takes another bite.

"I could be asking the same thing about you. Where were you last night? It's not like you to wander off." Here we go again. The Kate Kavanagh Inquisition.

"It's nothing. I just, um…I think I hooked up with someone."

"You think? Ana, that's not how this thing works", Kate jokes.

"I'm aware of that, Kate, but my head hurts too much to think about it right now."

"You take some Advil?" When she asks this, I look at her quizzically.

"Didn't you leave it out?"

"No? I was with Elliot last night and didn't come home for a while. We slept in."

"What?", I ask more to myself than to her but before I can ponder it any longer, I start to feel faint and need something to eat. I head into the kitchen and pull some chicken salad out of the fridge. I set the bowl on the counter right next to a newspaper that catches my eye. I look at the headline and read it aloud.

"Anthony Grey Leads Company into New Heights. More on Page 6." Anthony Grey… Why does that name sound familiar?

I open the newspaper to page six and my jaw nearly drops.

"Ana? What's wrong?", Kate inquires and I don't even notice that she's standing across from me at the counter.

"Kate", I say timidly as I hand her the newspaper "I think I just hooked up with Anthony Grey."