She reached out and unbuckled his belt. “Like do I have any benefits with the role, and will I have to be discrete about using them?”

Understanding brightened in his eyes. “How could I forget?”

They made quick work of his pants and then hiked her dress up over her hips.

She already knew what he wanted, and he gave her what she needed. He tugged her hair, and the tiny prickle of pain and pleasure had her moaning as she bent over the table. She heard him unwrap the condom, and then felt him enter her in one steady push. Her hands spread over the polished wood as Ajay began pumping inside her.

“Yes,” she cried, pushing back against him, begging for more, aching for release. He pulled her hair again with one hand, and then reached in front of her to pinch her nipples. She tried desperately not to scream in case one of the cleaning crew came in. “Yes, Ajay, I want it. I want you.”

“Are you mine, baby?” He panted as he sped up. “I’m yours, so you’re mine, right?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted.

She begged him to fuck her as hard as he could, making promises in the height of her ecstasy. She came in one bright burst of pleasure.

Then, as the night sky brightly twinkled on beyond the windows, Ajay flipped her over and pushed her onto the table. He crawled on top of her and entered her again. This time, Ajay gripped her ankles and held her legs up and wide. It didn’t take too long for her to come again, and this time, her love was with her.

He collapsed on top of her, and they lay like that, half dressed, heaving for air, for a long time. Raj ran her fingers through Ajay’s hair and told him the only secret that she’d kept from him. The words came from her heart.

“I’m in love with you, Ajay.”

“I’m in love with you, too,” he whispered back.

She held his face in her hand, reveling in the feel of his beard. “Ajay Singh?”

He looked down at her, smiling with lingering pleasure in his eyes. “Raj Hothi?”

“Let’s do business together. I’m in if you’re in.”

“Always, Raj. With you? Always.”

Acknowledgments