The rest of the week flew by; I didn’t see or hear from Mikko once and that was a relief. I was ready to just put it all behind me and move on like it never happened. It was the next Tuesday night and I was bored in my hotel room watching some stupid lifetime movie about a sixteen year old girl getting pregnant. I couldn’t help but think how stupid the girl was. Duh, if you have sex and you don’t use protection you end up pregnant; what was so hard for people to understand about that? OH FUCK! No, No, No, No, No! Shit! Did Mikko use a condom? I was so caught up in the moment that I didn’t even think about it. I don’t remember hearing a wrapper. I didn’t see one in any of the garbage cans. Fuck! My mind started going in circles, how could I have been that stupid?

          I was restless all morning on Wednesday; my mind still couldn’t rest from wondering if Mikko used a condom or not. I knew that I was going to have to ask, it was either that or wait the two weeks until my period was due; the more I thought about it the latter was the better option. I was working on the Robinson account when my desk phone rang.

“Elena Benton.” I said holding the receiver with my shoulder as I continued working.

“Ms. Benton, how are you doing today?” The mans voice asked from the other line. I knew right away it was Mr. Stronghold, Kane this is, not Mikko.

“I am very well, thank you Mr. Stronghold.” I lied; really I was more than pissed at his son.

“Good to hear Ms. Benton. Would you please join me in my office in let’s say 15 minutes?” He asked.

“I will be right up.” I tried to hide the nervousness in my voice. Shit, what did he want me to come to his office for? Did Mikko tell him that we had sex? Panic started to sink in.

“See you then Ms. Benton.” Mr. Stronghold said before the line went blank.

          Holy crap! What was this about? Mr. Stronghold had never called me up to his office before. My mind quickly raked over all the accounts that I had for the last few weeks trying to think of anything I could have messed up on. There was nothing, I knew I didn’t have any mistakes; I never made mistakes on accounts. Shit, I guess that there was really no use sitting there wondering what it was about; the only way to find out was to go to his office. I made my way to the elevator and waited nervously as the numbers climbed up. As always the soft ding of the bell indicating my arrival made me jump.

          “Ms. Benton, Mr. Stronghold is expecting you.” The secretary gave me her normal speech motioning with her arm where to go.

          I could see Mikko sitting in one of the cars across from his father in his office; I took several deep breaths to stop myself from panicking. Shit, if Mikko was there this couldn’t be good. I summoned all my courage and walked into the office. Mr. Stronghold greeted me with a bright smile and I returned one to him as well. I quickly glanced over at Mikko and gave him a light smile, looking away before we could make eye contact. God, this was weird to be around him. As much as I wanted to be as far away from him as I could, part of me wanted to move closer to him and feel his touch. No, Elena! This is not the time or place for those thoughts I scolded myself.

“Ms. Benton I have called you here to ask a favor of you.” Mr. Stronghold said once I took my seat next to Mikko. “Do you have any plans for Friday evening?” He asked.

“No.” I replied. He must want me to stay over and work on an account for him or something.

“Well I know that this is not a normal request for an employee, but I thought that maybe you would enjoy the opportunity to meet some important people. We are having a charity party Friday night and I wanted to know if you would be available to attend.” Mr. Stronghold asked.

“Oh wow! That’s a really great offer, thank you.” I said my mind still trying to process the information. What was I going to wear? What important people would be there?

“Great! Mikko will be your date for the night.” He added, writing something down on a piece of paper.

“What?” Mikko and I said in unison.

“Umm, I’m sure that Mikko already has a date; besides I really wouldn’t have anything to wear.” I said, trying any excuse to get out of it now.

“Mikko doesn’t have a date we just talked about it before you came in. I will send someone to your office later today to get your measurements; don’t worry Ms. Benton I will make sure everything is taken care of for you. You two figure out the little details, I have to get back to work.” Mr. Stronghold said waving his hand to dismiss us.

          Mikko and I walked out of the office and to the elevators together. We got in and he hit the buttons for floor 11 and floor 3. Hmm, his office must be on floor 11. I wonder if he had anything to do with this little dinner date that I just got dragged into. He didn’t look any happier about the idea than I did, and he did seem surprised when his father said he would be taking me so I figured he probably didn’t have anything to do with it. This was going to be just great, a whole night having to hang out with Mikko; I could feel myself getting irritated already. When the elevator stopped at his floor he got out without a word and I waited for the door to close and land down on my floor.

          It was almost two when Linda arrived to measure me for my dress. She was a nice lady, but was really to the point.

“Take off everything but your panties.” She said as she dug around in her bag for something.

“Oh, ok.” I said as I locked the door and closed the shades before stripping off my clothes; I felt odd standing basically naked in my office.

“Ok, you can get dressed now.” She said after a few quick swipes of the measuring tape over my body from head to toe. I thought it would have taken longer, but the lady was very good at what she does.

“I will have the dress and shoes sent to your office tomorrow.” She said before turning and walking out the door.

          Well that was a lot easier than I thought it would be. She never mentioned anything about what the dress would look like. She never asked for any color preferences, I guess they must have already picked all of that out. My phone beeped and I reached onto my desk to see who it was.

‘I will pick you up at the hotel at 7:00 on Friday. -M-’ I read Mikkos message then hit reply.

‘Ok.’ I pressed send. Agh, I almost forgot that I would have to deal with him all night. It was going to be awkward seeing that we hadn’t talked since the day after we had sex.

          By the time 3:00 rolled around on Friday I was a nervous wreck; I played with my hands anxiously in the back of the car as John drove me to my hotel. I jumped in the shower and dried my hair. I placed the large white garment bag on the bed and stared down at it; it had been delivered to me the day before, but I had been too nervous to open it and see what was inside. I pulled down the zipper to find a stunning elegant all fine silk silver dress.

“Wow, its soft.” I said as I ran my hand across the delicate fabric. I dug through the dresser for some panties and tugged them on then went back to the dress.

          I stepped into it careful not to step on the fabric and pulled it up my body. There was a zipper than ran the length of my back down to my hips. The dress was strapless and fitted to my waist where it fell in long wave like layers. I tried to get it all the way zipped but failed to get it only about an inch from the top. It was tight enough that it wasn’t going to fall down until I could have someone finish zipping it. I went back into the bathroom to finish my hair and makeup. I had pinned my hair all to the right side so it hung in curls draping over my right shoulder; leaving my back and left shoulder exposed.

          There was a knock at the door just as I was put the finishing touches on my make up. I pulled the sheer silver cover up over my shoulders and answered the door. There stood Mikko like always looking like a Greek god in his expensive suit. I watched his eyes move up and down my body before landing back on mine; his grey eyes burning into me. I felt my heart rate jump as desire started to flow through my body and I quickly looked down at the ground. Fuck! No, I’m not going to let him do this to me. Hold yourself together Elena! The sound of his voice brought my eyes back to his face.

“You look beautiful as always Elena, even more stunning tonight though.” He said reaching out his hand to take mine. “Ready?” He asked. I grabbed my hand bag from the table by the door; I needed somewhere to store my key but I figured I would just leave it in the car.

“Thank you. You look very good as well.” I said trying to ignore the heat that was radiating through my body from his touch.

He walked me out to the parking lot where John was waiting by the car with the door open. “Ms. Benton, you look very nice.” He said as he stepped to the side to allowing me to get in.

“Thank you John.” I said and waited for Mikko to get in as well; John nodded his head in acknowledgment.

“So are you going to talk to me tonight, or are you still ignoring me?” Mikko said as we waited for John to get into the drivers seat. God, did we have to bring this up? Couldn’t we just have a night where we pretend nothing ever happened? Agh who was I kidding?

“John we could use some privacy please.” I said once John was in the driver’s seat. He nodded and a glass wall started to rise behind the seat disconnecting him from us.

“I just want to say that I’m sorry if I hurt you. If I would have known that you never…. Well did that before…. It would have been different. What can I do so that you won‘t be mad at me anymore?” Mikko managed spit out sitting back in his seat; it almost felt like he was sad about something. 

“I’m not mad at you for taking my virginity Mikko. You had no idea that I had never done that before so you have no reason to be sorry.” I said, hoping he would just leave it at that and we could move on.

“Then why did you stop talking to me?” He asked. Nope, couldn’t just leave it alone could you Mikko?

“Look Monday after I got your ‘gift’ I was looking out the window and I seen you with some other girl. Then you texted me and I figured it was only because you felt bad about what had happened. I didn’t want you to feel like you had to keep talking to me just because it was my first time, so I figured that I would let you off the hook and stop talking to you.” I confessed; although I did leave out the part about how it hurt me to see him with that other girl.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know that you saw that.” He said turning to look back out the window.

          John knocked on the window before rolling it down half way. “Were here.” He said as the car came to stop in front of a stunning mansion. Mikko got out of the car and held out his hand to help me out too. We started the walk up the sandstone patio and through two huge French doors that stood open letting in the cool night’s breeze.

          We walked through a few rooms until we reached a large ball room with a dance floor, tables, and a bar. My body froze once we were just a few steps into the room; there were so many people there, it had to be at least a hundred. Mikkos arm wrapped around my waist and he pulled me to the side of the door. My body instantly reacted, drawn to his touch; I pushed back the urge to press my body closer to his.

“Nervous?” He asks, a smile playing at the corner of his lips.

“Yes.” I confessed; my shaky hands would have given me away anyways.

“Let’s get a drink first then.” He said leading me to the bar.

          He ordered two shots and two glasses of wine. We took the shots quickly then chased it with a drink of the crisp wine. Agh, that’s what I needed, I thought as I felt the alcohol warm my blood and start to calm my nerves. Mikko led us around the room talking to a lot of people; he kept his arm pasted around my waist most of the time. I made sure to limit my wine intake; I didn’t want to make an idiot out of my self at my boss’s party. Not to mention that the feel of Mikkos touch against my body had me wanting to jump him every second; I really needed to get a handle on myself when I was around him.

          Mikko had left me at the bar to speak to some business men when I asked to rest my feet from standing so much in heels. I had already been approached by two men in the ten minutes I was sitting there; must be the dress. The first guy was easy enough to get rid of just by ignoring him; he got tired of my one word responses within minutes and was gone. The guy that was now sitting on the stool next me on the other hand just didn’t seem to know how to take a hint. I took another drink of my wine when I seen him slide off the barstool and come to stand just feet from me.

“So how about a dance?” He asked, holding out his hand to me. Oh no, I did not want to dance with this guy. I didn’t even want to talk to him let alone touch him; something about him just turned me off.

          I slid to the edge of my barstool, ready to make my exit when I was done telling him no. I opened my mouth to speak when a warm arm wrapped around me pulling me off the barstool and into his body. I could feel his stomach press against my back as he took a breath. I’m useless, my body is numb, I can’t think, I can’t talk, all I want is the man behind me.

“Miss me?” His low voice whispered in my ear and I felt his hot breath travel down my neck; my body practically melts into his, his hand tightens around my waist to hold me steady. “Dance with me baby.” He whispered in my ear again before pulling me onto the dance floor.

          I tried to regain control of my senses as he effortlessly twirled my around the dance floor. I needed to stay focused around Mikko; if I lost focus for one second then I would end up jumping the man. I don’t know what it was about him, but I just couldn’t control myself; just looking at the guy made me wet. Mikko slowed his steps and pulled my body in close so that we were just gently swaying and touching from chest to knees. He ran his hand across the back of my neck and through my hair. That was it, that was all it took, my body starting melting under his touch once again.

“You have such beautiful hair; you should wear it down more often.” He said, again moving his hand softly across the back of my neck.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” I managed to say back though my voice was shaky as I tried to hold it together.

“Why do you try to fight it?” His words whispered in my ear, then his teeth lightly grazed my earlobe. I have to fight back a moan as the sensation radiates through my body. Fight what? What was he talking about? My mind was too clouded with thoughts about what I wanted to do to him to even try to think.

“Fight What?” I asked, trying to regain focus.

“Fight the fact that you want me. I know you want me baby, I can smell it all over your body. Tell me that you want me.” He commanded, though his voice was no more than a whisper. Holy shit! How could he tell I was so turned on? What did he mean he could smell it?

“Tell me that you want me baby.” He urged again; pulling my body even closer to his so I could feel his erection pressing against my belly. I did want him, no, more than want him, I needed him; I wanted to take him right there on the dance floor.

“I want you Mikko.” I whispered, not sure if he could even hear me.

          Before I knew what was happening Mikko was pulling me through a hallway towards some stairs. He stopped at the bottom and whisked me up into his arms and made short work of the stairs. God he was strong! He set me down gently in front of a large wood door as he fished a key from his pocket. After unlocking the door he led me in and locked the door behind me. I briefly registered that we were in an office before he slammed my body against the door and began assaulting my mouth with his own. He kissed me hard, holding nothing back and I returned the kiss with just as much force.  He took a step back and allowed his eyes to travel up and down my body; a smile spread across his face at what he saw.

“Turn around and put your hands on the door.” He ordered. Do What? My body took over and I found my hands automatically moving to the door. Mikko was behind me his body pressed against mine seconds later.

“If you move your hands from this door I will stop. Do you understand?” He asked. Stop, stop what? Damn this was really fucked up, but for some reason really had me turned on.

“Do you understand?” He asked again this time his face next to mine. I nod; my body was too excited and anxious to see what would happen next to speak.

“Good” He said before grabbing the zipper of my dress and letting it fall to the ground at my feet. His hands begin their slow journey across my body; he cupped my breast and I let out a moan.

“Hush!” He whispers in my ear. Fuck, I forgot we were still at a party. His fingers pinched down on my nipples and my hand left the door wanting to feel him. He instantly lets go of my nipple and took a step back. What the fuck! Why did he stop? I let out a small whine, begging him to touch me again.

“What did I say would happen if you moved you hands?” He asked, his body pressed against mine again. I slammed my hand back onto the door; I didn’t care what I had to do as long as he didn’t stop touching me again.

“Good Girl.” He whispered as his hands got back to work on my body. His hand traveled down to my nub rubbing lightly on the outside of my panties. I felt a rumble in his chest as his fingers slid the panties to the side. He placed one finger inside of me slowing moving in and out. I bit down on my lip trying to hold back the moans the threatened to escape.

“Already wet for me baby, I like that.” He said before pulling his finger out of me and spinning me around.

          A moment of panic rushes thought me as I realize my hands have left the door; but when I realize I was still in his arms it quickly disappears. He grabbed me by my ass effectively lifting me to make my hips meet his. I wrapped my legs around his body to keep myself in place while he carried me over to a wall by a large wooden desk. He presses my body hard against the wall so I am pinned between it and him.  He pushed my body up so my hips are on his abs and I hear his zipper go down and clothes fall to the floor. He lowered me down slowly so that the tip of his penis just rested on the edge of my vagina begging to be let in.

          Locking his eyes with mine he slowly lowered me onto his shaft. I tense as his huge shaft fills my insides completely. He moves me up and down on his shaft, increasing speed with each stroke. I feel like my body is about to explode; I don’t think that I can hold back much longer.

“Not yet baby.” Mikko says unexpectedly pulling out of me. No, what is he doing! I needed him back in me; I was so close. I moan not approving of his actions. He smiles at me before laying me back on the cold desk. The coolness of the wood sends goose bumps down my all too warm body.

“Tell me what you want baby.” Mikko said standing at the edge of the desk between my legs; his dark eyes burning with desire.

“Please Mikko, I need you.” I begged him.

          He grabbed my waist yanking me to the edge of the desk then slammed into me; the feeling was painful, yet so intensely pleasureful at the same time.  He rammed himself into me harder and harder; with each movement my body coming undone at the seams. I couldn’t hold on any longer and I let my orgasm take over my body. Mikko slammed into me one last time as he made his release; collapsing on the desk next to me. We lay there in silence as we try to slow our breathing. The sound of Mikkos phone beeping had him moaning grumpily as he got up to retrieve it. I looked down suddenly remembering I was naked; I jumped down and almost ran over to get my dress.

“We should go say goodbye, then I will take you home baby.” Mikkos voice behind me made me jump. He moved his hand to my back to zip up my dress then turned me around and kissed me passionately.

“Ok.” I managed to say when we finished the kiss. I was still trying to get my legs to keep me on my feet; just his touch always made them turn to jello.

          I stopped by a bathroom on our way back to the party to check myself in the mirror; to my surprise not even a hair was out of place. I thought for sure I was going to look a mess, with sex head. To my surprise I had a nice glow to my skin with a slight flushed look that gave my cheeks just the right amount of blush. I smiled before leaving the bathroom and following Mikko back into the ball room. We said our goodbyes and John drove us back to my hotel. Mikko walked me to the door, and waited as I found my key to unlock it.