Fiona Wright rolled over in her bed. She was still sore and swollen between her legs, but it was a delicious kind of sore. Her hand found its’ way to her pussy and rubbed her aching mound. Jax had been here last night working her over in his usual way.
Jax.
He was so hot and sexy! Fiona continued to rub herself gently as she envisioned Jax’s strong muscular chest pressed against her own. He was everything she’d wanted. Handsome, sexy, terrific in bed, and he had a great career!
Except for one little thing.
He was a liar. She knew that as soon as she caught him snooping through her computer. He’d made up some flimsy excuse about needing to check his email, but she knew he could’ve accessed that by his phone.
So why had he been on her computer?
Fiona sat up in her bed and grabbed her phone. She had several urgent texts on her phone. They were all from Manning, her boss.
I need you in the office immediately.
Fiona, where are you?
Urgent please come in ASAP.
Call me now.
Fiona furrowed her brow. What the hell could Manning want this early in the morning? He never even came into the office before 10 AM. All his messages had been sent before 8 AM.
Quickly, she clicked on his contact number.
Manning picked up on the first ring which was very unusual.
“Fiona, where the fuck have you been? I’ve been texting and calling for hours!”
She rolled her eyes.
“I’m sorry, Skylar. I didn’t see your messages. I’m not scheduled to come in until 11. I told you that yesterday remember?”
“Fiona, I don’t give a shit what happened yesterday. I’ve been up all night. There’s been a security breach. We need to have an emergency meeting at 10:00. I need you here now.”
Fiona glanced at the time. It was already 9:20.
“Skylar, what kind of security breach?”
Skylar sighed on the other end of the phone. She could tell he was furious.
“The important kind, Fiona. I don’t have time to get into all the details, but I need you here now.”
“Well, I need a few minutes to get ready. I could probably be there by 10:30.”
“10:30?” He roared. “Look, come in your fucking nightgown I don’t care. I need you here as soon as possible!”
Fiona jumped out of the bed. She raced to her mirror and ran her hands through her rumpled hair.
“Skylar, it will take me at least fifteen minutes to get a cab then the drive there…”
“Bullshit. Look outside. I sent the company limo to pick you up. He’s waiting now so get your shit together and get out there in five! Go to my office immediately when you get here. Shouldn’t take more than twenty minutes now get going! Oh-and don’t forget your laptop. IT wants everyone’s laptops here so that they can check security protocols.” With that, he hung up.
Fiona stared at her phone for a moment. Holy shit, what was going on? Skylar was usually quite the stickler for security, but this was over the top. She wondered if this had something to do with Jax being on her computer last night. He couldn’t have done anything to interfere with her work, could he? And why would he want to?
Jax
Rubbing his eyes, Jax rolled out of bed from another sleepless night. He reached into his nightstand drawer and pulled out the flashdrive he’d used to copy files from Fiona’s computer last night.
What the hell was he going to do with it? Everything in those files would implicate Fiona as much as Skylar Manning, her boss. He hadn’t known Fiona very long, but he knew that he didn’t want to hurt her.
Besides being beautiful and an amazing fuck, she was kind, sweet, and intelligent. She was everything he’d wanted. She had a quick wit he appreciated. She was self-sufficient as well. All his life he’d dated snotty little princesses-girls who thought they were God’s gift to man. They’d expected him to take care of them.
Taking care of anyone wasn’t Jax’s style.
Fiona wasn’t like any of the girls Jax had been with before.
And here he was in a
Eric J. Guignard (Editor)