“Yo are not just an asshole but a shithead tooo. I always thought soo.” Blair knew the things she was saying could get her in trouble, but she couldn’t stop herself.

Roman laughed, saying. “I think I should get you some coffee.”

“Don’t want it. I want a man that isn’t a cheatin rat.” Blair looked at Roman. He really was very attractive. “Did yo ever cheat on your ex wife?” Blair had met Roman’s ex wife Jessica once. The experience hadn’t been pleasant.

“Not all men cheat, Blair.” Roman said softly.

“W… why did she leave yo then?” Blair was interested.

“There are many reasons why a marriage breaks down Blair, not all of them have to do with cheating on the man’s part.” Blair watched as Roman whipped a hand across his face.

It took her a moment to register what he had just said. Her mouth fell open. “She cheated on yo… was shee an idiot.” Her boss was gorgeous, with thick dark hair, the most intense gray eyes she had ever seen. A chiseled face with high cheekbones. He worked out three or four times a week. So his body, from what she could see of it, was fine. Not that she had ever been interested. She had always been with Dan… Had been with Dan. Plus, Blair found Roman masculinity a little overwhelming.

Roman leaned over and pushed her chin up with two fingers before he shrugged. “I worked a lot. Some would say I drove her to it.”

Blair tilted her head as if considering this. “Is th.. that really an excuse though…. I..I don’t think soo. I would say get a divorce before tha.” Blair dropped her head back on the Chesterfield. She turned to look at her boss. He settled back next to her, elbow on the back of the chair, head in his hand, watching her.

“You know this is the most I have seen you relax around me,” Roman said with a small smile on his face.

“Th..That’s because nor… normally you are so difficult to deal wit.” Blair couldn’t help just saying whatever came into her mind, it was like she had no filter. Whatever came into her mind just flowed out of her mouth.

“I will not apologize for that, Blair. I’m fair to my employees. They are treated fairly and I know I’m demanding and impatient, but that’s what drives me to get this company where it is today.”

Blair looked at the ceiling. “I suppose it iss.” Blair said. This was why she didn’t drink too much. Control. She was losing it.

“Tell me what happened?” Roman said when she was quiet for a minute.

Blair rolled her head on the lounge to look at him. “I was an idiot.”

“Why? Because you put your trust in the wrong place.”

Blair let out her breath. “Dan and I grew up in the same town. Did you know that?”

“No.” Roman asked.

“I…l was going home all da time when I moved too th city for this job. I was happpy when he applied to work at King…Kingston’s. now I wish he wasn’t h..here.” Blair would not cry. She had done that in the taxi and she refused to let herself shed another tear for Dan. She was more angry than anything. She had wasted time on someone like Dan.

“So I’m guessing the wedding’s off.” Roman pointed to her bare finger.

Blair lifted the hand that once held Dan’s ring. Before dropping it back in her lap. “Yep. I… we lived in a house while growing up… my uncle.. he cheated all the time. It was soo… terrible. Thee fights and ar.. arguing. It was horr… bad.”

“Would you say you are glad you found out now? Before the wedding.” Asked Roman.

Blair nodded. “We didn't even h… have a… a date set.”

“Who was holding it up?” Roman inquired.

Blair blinked at him. Why was he being so nice and why all the questions? Roman knew she was engaged. She had always worn the ring since her first interview, and the whole time she had worked at Kingston. But she didn’t feel naked without it, which made her frown. “I wass. He wanted to get marr.. married last year. I was.. not ready.”

“Why? If you loved him, why did you want to wait?” Blair felt like his eyes were boring into her.

Blair gave a drunken shrug. “I… if what I saw to..today was any indication…” she paused for a moment, thinking. Maybe she had realized something was wrong with her relationship. There was no passion. She had loved Dan, but maybe not the way she should love the person she was to marry. Right now, she was more angry than upset. Was that normal? She didn’t know. Dan had been her first real relationship.

“What? What happened?” Roman wanted to know.

Blair frowned at him. “I saw him. H.. having sex with… anyway, it wasn’t thee same.”

Softly, he asked. “In what way?”

Blair couldn’t talk about it. Not with her boss. “I don’t…” frowning. Why had it been different? Was it her, or was the problem with Dan? She had no one to compare him with. Dan had been her teacher.

She needed a baseline to find out if it was her. Blair eyed her boss. From what she had seen over the two years, she had worked for him. He had had a long stream of girlfriends. She reached out a hand, picking up his tie. Studying the pattern on his tie for a moment. Would he fire her? Right at this moment, she didn’t care. Her emotions were all over the place.

Without another word, Blair closed the gap between them, pulling at his tie so he wouldn’t pull away. Capturing his lips in a kiss that was unsure at first. He was still for a moment as she moved in closer..

Blair gasped into his mouth. The heat was a shock to her.

Her hands flew to his shoulders, gripping the fabric of his shirt as she lost herself in the sensation. This was different… so different from anything she’d ever experienced with Dan. There was a raw intensity in his kiss, a hunger that sent sparks racing through her veins.

Roman pulled back slightly, his breathing ragged as he looked down at her. “Blair,” he murmured, his voice hoarse. “We shouldn’t…”

But she cut him off with another kiss as she moved closer, pressing her body against his. “Please,” she begged, her voice trembling.

Her heart pounded in her chest. Just by his kiss was enough to tell her there had been something wrong with her relationship. Dan had been the problem all along. She didn’t even love Roman. Found him to be all too arrogant. But what she was feeling from just his kiss was more than she had felt with heavy petting when Dan touched her. Blair pulled back to stare at him.

Her boss raised an eyebrow. His expression... Blair was trying to put a word to it. “Blair, is everything alright?” His voice was calm, but there was a flicker of something else in his eyes… something that made her stomach twist. Was it amusement? Hunger? She wasn’t sure, but she didn’t care. Not right now. Her mind was whirling with her own emotions. She could feel the heat between her legs and how wet she had become from one kiss.

Blair wasn’t sure if she should be ashamed. She had been with Dan and only Dan. Now she was getting all hot and heavy with her boss.

She leaned in closer. She still held his tie, her grip on it tightening. “I… I… need to know,” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. “If… if this is normal.”

His lips quirked into a half-smile, and he tilted his head, studying her with those piercing gray eyes. “Normal for what?” he asked softly, his tone almost teasing. He reached forward to run his fingers down her face. His eyes followed their movement.

Blair bit her lip, her mind racing. How could she explain this? She couldn’t just blurt out that she’d seen her fiancé fucking someone else… that she didn’t even feel jealous about it now or overly heartbroken. She was angry, mad and shocked that she hadn’t picked up on the affair. No, she couldn’t say it, but she didn’t want to come across…. What? Something that wouldn’t make her sound like a complete flake or shallow. She needed to see if something was wrong with her. She needed to feel wanted.

“I… I don’t know how to describe it,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “But I need you to show me.”

The look in his eyes was so hot that she could feel the heat of them scorch her, and he reached up, gently prying her fingers off his tie. But instead of pulling away, he wrapped his fingers around hers, holding them tightly. “Show you what, Blair?” he asked, his voice low and smooth, like silk. It caused goosebumps to appear on her arms.

She swallowed hard, her breath catching in her throat. Every nerve in her body was on fire, her pulse racing as she stared into his eyes. “Everything,” she said finally, her voice firm despite the way her hands were shaking. “I need to know if I’m normal. If… if I feel the way I should.”

He studied her for a long moment, his thumb brushing lightly over the back of her hand. “Blair, I’m not sure this would be a good idea. You have been drinking. Tomorrow you could regret this and with the amount you have drunk. It might seem like I took advantage of you.”

Blair wanted to know, and Roman was a skilled lover. She got up from the lounge and walked over to his desk, heart pounding in her chest, which echoed with the same throbbing of her core. Picking up his gold pen and the notepad on his desk. Quickly she wrote a statement before signing it, then went back to where he was, standing in front of him between his legs. She looked down at him as she handed him the notepad.

Silently, he took the pad from her, not taking his eyes from her face. Turning the notepad around. He watched her with an intent gaze before he dropped his eyes. He read aloud what she had scribbled down. “I, Blair Warner of sound mind, give permission for Roman Kingston to fuck me, Blair Warner, in any which way he so chooses. Signed Blair Warner. At least you know what day it is.”

Roman dropped the pad beside him on the lounge, then lifted his eyes to her face again. “In any which way I choose, Blair. You could be playing a very dangerous game here.” Roman settled back on the lounge, putting his hands on his knees. She saw his fingers clench and turn white as if he was stopping himself from reaching for her. The sight of him and the deepening sound of his voice only increased her need. Sending shivers down her spine. Blair pressed her thighs together. She felt like moaning.

“Are you sure about this, Blair?” he asked, his voice soft but serious. “Once we start, there’s no going back.”

She hesitated for a moment, her mind reeling with doubts. What was she doing? This was insane. She was about to throw herself at her boss, a man who had always been professional, always kept his distance. And yet… there was something he made her feel… even in this madness.

“I’m sure,” she said finally, her voice steady despite the tremor in her chest.

He nodded, his expression darkening before lifting a hand to touch her, “Kneel in front of me,” Not giving her time to question him, he guided her onto the floor.

Before he leaned forward, putting his hands behind her head, and removed the pins and hair band from her hair. He ran his fingers through the long blonde length that reached her bottom. “Fuck, I knew you had long hair, but this is a wet dream.” Blair never wore her hair out at work. He played with her hair for a moment longer as he spread it out over her shoulders. “Take your jacket off.”

Blair bit her lip. She only had on a camisole under the jacket that had a built in shelf, so she wasn’t wearing a bra.

“Blair, however I choose, remember? Do it.” There was a growl in his voice that did things to her insides.

Blair undid the two buttons of her light jacket, pulling it off her shoulders and down her arms, then off. Letting it drop behind her, uncaring.

He sucked in his breath when he saw her nipples were hard and pressed against the thin fabric of the cami. Lifting a hand from his knee, he rubbed a finger over one beaded nipple. “Pretty. Do you normally come to the office without a bra?”

Blair shook her head. Saying in a shaky, breathy voice. “No, only when we fly.” Because she wanted to be comfortable. Also, making sure it wasn’t obvious that she was braless. Blair groaned as Roman brought his thumb into play and pinched her nipple. Making her close her eyes.

“Tell me what you’re feeling,” he instructed, his voice low and commanding. “Be honest.”

Blair opened her eyes, meeting his gaze. Dan had never been a talker in bed with her, and she hadn’t even thought of it. But Dan had been talking dirty to Laura. Maybe it added a layer of excitement that she had been missing.

“It’s… it’s hot,” she admitted, her voice barely audible. “And tingly. Like my whole body is alive…. almost on fire and my skin feels too tight.”

He smiled faintly, his thumb brushing lightly across the swell of her breast. “Good,” he said simply. “That’s good, Blair. Now, tell me you are going to do everything I tell you to do.”

She blinked, her mind momentarily blank. Did she want that? All she knew was that she needed more from him than just him touching her breast.

“I… I Yes,” she said, her voice shaky. Not one hundred percent sure what she was letting herself in for.

He nodded. Without another word, he leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. It was soft at first, barely more than a brush of skin against skin, but it quickly deepened, his tongue slipping between her lips to explore her mouth.

Blair’s hands flew to his shoulders, gripping him tightly as she surrendered to the kiss. His taste was intoxicating, something warm and masculine that was making her hotter. If she hadn’t been kneeling on the floor, she would have found herself there. She moaned softly, her body melting against his as the kiss grew more passionate, more demanding.

“Beautiful,” he murmured against her lips, his hands cupping her breasts and kneading them gently through her cami.

Blair gasped, her head tilting back as a surge of pleasure shot through her. His touch was exquisite, every stroke of his thumbs over her nipples sending waves of heat cascading through her body.

“More,” she begged, her voice raw with need. “Please.”

He pulled back. Blair rolled her head round to meet his gaze.

Roman settled his shoulders back on the lounge, slid down a few inches, spreading his legs wider, making his legs cage her in even more. He watched her for a moment before saying. “Now be a good girl and undo my pants.”