Sex with the CEO: A Billionaire Romance (The Midnight Collection Book 1) by Kassandra Cross Page B

anything else. She thought about a cup of coffee and wanted one to keep her awake but the thought of Dexter leaning in to kiss her and her tasting of coffee was enough to put a stop to that. The café was empty apart from one of the lingering cleaners who she was sure was probably lonely and just avoiding going home. When it reached eleven she went back to her office and touched up her make-up, she flicked her hair and undid one button of her blouse, just so she didn’t look as trussed up as she did during the day, it was after hours after all. She looked at herself once more in the mirror and checked the clock again. It was close enough to midnight and she was tired of waiting. She turned off the lights in her office and slowly and nervously made her way along to the elevator where she could take one to the next floor. Conference Room C was a floor above, the highest in the building and she had never been there before, but she was sure she would find it.
                  The heat rose within her as the elevator doors closed. She looked up to her left and on the ceiling next to the door she noticed that there was a little flashing red light. She was being recorded. She was sure it was just for security purposes but she had a feeling right down inside of her that right at that moment he was watching. He knew she was on her way. She bit her lip and tried to disguise the grin that was creeping across her face. She wanted to play it cool, make him work for it, but the butterflies inside her were making her all the more horny and desperate to let him ravage her. She exhaled and flicked her hair. The elevator came to a gentle stop and a small chime tinged. As the door opened she almost expected to see him stood there in front of her, but the corridor was empty and dark. Her pulse started to race as she made her way forward. She looked left to right. On the wall in front of her were signs of which rooms were located where. Conference Rooms A – E to the left. She looked down there, it was pitch black and she felt her skin prickle. No one was up here. What was he doing lingering around here at this time of night? He can do what he likes Annabel , she thought, he owns the place.
    She cautiously made her way down the darkened corridor, her heart beating so hard she could hear it in her ears. She passed a visitors room, a coffee bar and then the conference rooms began. She was reaching the end of the corridor and the room she wanted was nowhere to be seen, but she realised that ahead it slowly curved around and there, right at the end, hidden out of sight was a set of double doors. Conference Room C. She could see a sliver of light shining beneath it but a not a sound drifted through. She crept up to it quietly and lifted her hand to knock, but before her knuckles could wrap against it the doors slowly opened.
                  Dexter. In there, in the half light, just centimetres from her. Her breath caught in her throat as a small smile crept across his face. She knew she looked shocked and he held out his hand.
                  “How did you…?” she whispered.
                  “I know everything,” he winked.
                  She reached forward and took his hand. He pulled her gently forward, into the conference room. His hands were big and masculine but perfectly well groomed. His skin was warm to the touch and it felt electric. Where he’d touched her she felt on fire and as he closed the door behind her Annabel found herself catching her breath again, as if she had just run a marathon.
                  “Thank you for being such a dedicated employee,” he said playfully, “I appreciate you staying back so late.”
                  “Well I’m new, I have to make a good impression don’t I?” she cocked her head to one side and smiled.
                  “Oh, you’ve already made one of those,” he licked his bottom