Chapter 1

Allison POV

"Toni," I whispered, "I thought you said this was a small get together... Everyone is here," my lips brushed against her earlobe.

"Relax, it's my boss who is throwing this party, so of course, everyone is going to be here, especially me. I am his best employee, after all," she smirked tilting her champagne glass.

Raising my eyebrow, I narrowed my eyes into slits. "Best employee? I hope that doesn't mean you're doing the nasty with him."

"No, of course not. He invited me and said I could bring my boyfriend along, and since I don't have one, I brought you. But it’s nothing more than that, I promise... He is a good guy, but not my type; plus, he can be an arrogant asshole sometimes. But remember why we are here, Allison. You need to find you a better job."

Chuckling under my breath, I exhaled through my nostrils, looking around at the guests. I don't know what her boss looks like, but I can bet it's one of these fine-looking men. Forming my lips into a thin line, I raised the glass from the bar counter, staring at my dull reflection. What on earth am I doing here, I thought. This place was flocked with upscale people, and here I am, a simple waitress who works at a diner. Even Toniann fitted in with these strangers. I don't belong here.

Toni could have invited anyone—another friend, a coworker—but I know why chose me. It was out of empathy. Gary and I broke up seven months ago, and I haven't tried to date since. I had a few booty calls, but that was basically it. These men weren't looking for anything serious and neither was I, so I guess it was a win-win situation. Sex is like a sport to me, and I enjoy friendly matches from time to time.

"His home is beautiful." I chugged down the remaining fluid.

"Yeah, his maids will sure have a lot on their hands in the morning," Toni chuckled.

"Maids? What about his wife?"

"Be honest with me, Ali. Look around. Would you honestly want to be the wife that cleans this shit up in the morning?"

Looking over my shoulders, I glanced at the mess made by the guests. No wife would want to deal with this—well, I wouldn't. I don't see myself becoming a wife or even a mother. Those things were like an adhesive, and I fear commitment.

"You're right. I wouldn't. Neither love nor money would make me."

"Maybe not love, but I am sure the money is good."

Hopping down from the stool, I rolled my eyes, clutching on the counter for support.

"Whoa, easy there," Toni nuzzled my back, "I think you had too much to drink."

"I’m fine. I just have to pee, that's all," I lied. I just needed to clear my head.

"Okay, but I’m coming with you."

"No, stay, enjoy the party. I'll be quick... I promise," I assured her. I was tipsy, and I probably would fail the walking in straight line test.

"Okay, do you even know where the bathroom is?"

"No, but I'll find it."

"You should check upstairs. I can bet you the ones down here are already clogged with condoms."

Shaking my head, I walked towards the staircase, clasping tightly on the railing for balance. These heels are too high for my liking, but Toni convinced me to wear them anyway. I was now at the top of the steps, looking down at the crowd. Everyone was minding their own business; no one cared.

Dragging my fingertips across the wall, I peered around, looking for anything worthy of my interest. God, I miss Gary. I wouldn't be at this party pretending like it's fun. I should be having some wild sex right now, something he lacked, but still. Taking a deep breath, I leaned on a nearby door, caressing my breast as I thought about him. A low groan escaped my lips as my body ached with passion, yearning for pleasure.

Feeling the door being pulled back, I tried to get my balance, but I failed, stumbling to the ground, staring down at a well-polished pair of shoes.

"Baby girl, you've strayed far away from the party," his deep gravelly, but calm, voice echoed through the halls.

Lifting my head slowly, my eyes met his piercing brown ones.

"I-I got lost. I was looking for a bathroom," I stammered.

"And the ones downstairs?"

"They were… occupied."

Stepping aside, he offered me his hand, not breaking the gaze.

"I think there is one in the back there. Be quick. We shouldn't be up here."

Placing my hand into his grip, he pulled me gently to my feet. His other snaked around my waist. Gazing into his eyes, I realized how gorgeous he was. His low cut, roughly shaven beard ran perfectly up to his jawline. I have met handsome men before, but none like this, and it made my core moist.

"Who are you?" I whispered.

"No one of importance."

"Are you married?" Our lips were now inches away from each other. I could smell the cigar on his breath. He must have snuck up here to steal a quick smoke.

"No, and you?"

"Horny." Pressing my lips onto his, our kiss synchronized without a melody. He slammed my back against the door, forcing it to shut. I could tell he was a bit uncertain, but I was hungry for pleasure, and he was my lucky catch. Pulling away from the kiss, grabbing a handful of my hair, he yanked my head backward, traveling his lips down my neckline, sucking on my flesh.

"Yes, I want to feel you inside me," I groaned through clenched teeth.

Swiveling me around to face the door, I arched my back, jutting out my backside to him. Hoisting up my dress, I felt the warmness of his palms on my ass. Looking over my shoulder, I was concerned about the sudden pause.

"Is something wrong?"

"Sorry, I was slipping on a condom. Are you ready?"

"This isn't a date... Fuck me," I pleaded. I was annoyed with his question, but I was impressed. Usually, I am the one who requests protection.

Slipping his fingers through my thong, trailing down the fabric line, he gently withdrew it out of my ass crack. He was a tease, nothing like what I have experienced before. To me, this moment was like an unfilled craving. Rubbing his cock against my cunt, I bit my lips impatiently. I wanted this man to bury his manhood within me. I wanted to feel my walls clenching around his length.

He thrust into me slowly, and I closed my eyes, dragging my nails along the wooden door. My core was pouring with juices, welcoming his prick into her warmth.

"Oh God," I moaned, swinging my head back in pleasure. This handsome stranger was thrusting deep into me, parting my slit with each stroke.

"Fuck," he groaned under his breath. His groin loudly slapped against my ass.

"I’m close,"

"You're so goddamn sexy." He feathered his fingers on my butt before giving it a scorching slap, plunging into me with more speed. I listened to his deep breathing. I have fucked so many times in my life I could recognize it anywhere, no matter how they try to control it. Tightening my walls around his shaft, he gripped my hair firmly.

"I'm coming," he breathed out.

"Me… me too."

Slowing down with each stroke, I felt his dick pulsating inside me, inciting me to lick my lips in excitement. It's been a while since I tasted the sweetness of a man’s load oozing at the back of my throat. Pulling out slowly, the back of my dress fell from his hold, falling loosely down my knees. Whirling around to face him, my lips parted slightly, ogling down at his veiny cock visible through the thin condom.

"I wish to not run into you for the rest of the night. I know a gorgeous man like you isn't single, but I’m not one of those women who run their mouths for clout." I flashed him a smile, clasping onto the doorknob.

"Are you going to at least tell me your name?"

Looking over my shoulder halfway through the door, I chuckled under my breath.

"No face, no trace."

"That's crazy. I know what you look like."

"I know, but the same rule applies." Closing the door softly behind me, I hurried down the hall, marching down the stairs, making my way back over to where Toni was sitting.

"About time! Damn, I was worried that you got the runs," she winked at me.

"No, I am feeling a little tired. We should—"

"Give me a minute," she shot up from her seat, boring her way through the crowd.

Shaking my head, I tapped on the counter, motioning with my finger to the bartender that I needed a drink. Placing the drink before me, I nodded and gave him a hearty smile. Picking up the cup with both palms, I took a big sip.

"Allison," Toni called out from behind, "This is my boss, Hussain Myers."

Turning to face them, my eyes widened in disbelief. The liquid drooled down my lips and back into the glass. It was the guy from upstairs. I fucked Toniann's boss.

"Nice to meet you, Allison," he smirked at me, gesturing for a handshake.