All Chapters of Two Can Play: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

CELESTE Dominic picked me up at five. We didn't talk much in the car. What was there to say? We were either about to prove he was wrong, or we were about to have our entire lives rearranged. Rosewood Resort sat at the edge of the city, all glass and warm light and the kind of quiet money that didn't need to announce itself. According to Dominic's words, Julian had rented the entire East wing and so it wasn't open to other people.But Dominic had already arranged everything. Two employees met us at the back entrance and for a folded stack of bills, led us through a service corridor and out into the resort's private garden in the East wing. The sky had been rumbling for the past hour. Dark clouds rolling in fast. I could smell the rain coming. "We have to be quick," Dominic said quietly. We moved along the tree line and I told myself for the hundredth time that we were going to find nothing. An empty garden. A misunderstanding. Something I could take home and hold up like p

CELESTE I pushed my chair back and stood up. My heart was beating faster than it had any right to. "This might be the pain talking. I know that. But tell me you wouldn't want to see the look on their faces if they found out we were having an affair." Dominic pushed off the doorframe and moved toward me slowly. "An affair." "Yes." I held his gaze. "An affair. No strings. No feelings. Just two people who got dealt the same hand giving their partners exactly what they deserve." He stopped in front of me. Close enough that I had to tilt my chin up slightly to keep his eyes. "And how exactly does this work?" he asked. The shirt was still in his hand. He still hadn't put it on. I smiled and it felt nothing like a smile. "If they can play this game, so can we." I paused. "If you're willing." My heart was racing. This was all new territory for me. Something I would have sworn on my life I wasn't capable of twenty four hours ago. He looked at me for a long time. Long enough th

DOMINIC I stepped into the bathroom, the white tile gleaming under the soft overhead light. The room was spacious, the kind of hotel bathroom that cost more per night than most people's rent, with a massive claw-foot bathtub dominating the far corner. Steam still clung to the mirrors from my earlier shower, fogging the edges. Celeste laughed against my chest, her arms looped around my neck, her body warm and pliant in my arms. I set her down on the edge of the marble counter, her bare ass making contact with the cool stone. She hissed at the temperature, but her thighs parted automatically to make room for me. I stepped between them, my hands finding her hips, pulling her forward until she was pressed against my length, my cock already thick and aching, nudging against her wet folds. She was still slick from before, her arousal coating the inside of her thighs, a glistening sheen of her cream that made my mouth water. The sight of her like this, naked, spread open for me on a ba

CELESTE The venue was a hotel that did not have a price list. You knew that the second you pulled into the drive. No valet stand with a sign, just a man in a grey suit who took my keys without a word and trusted that a woman in this dress had not stolen the car she arrived in. I had opened the invitation at home. Gold card. Heavy stock. Hosted by Veil Holdings. I had stared at that name for a long time. Veil Holdings was the biggest company in the country. The richest. The one everyone wanted in a room with and almost no one got. The kind of company my husband, with all his status and all his careful social climbing, might have qualified to stand near at an event like this. But Dominic. How did an ordinary office worker get an invitation to a Veil Holdings party? How did he get a second one to hand to me? Was he working it? Was he staff? Was he somewhere in the management, far enough up to be handed two invitations and stupid enough to spend one on me? I had not bee

CELESTE Dominic started to protest. "Your makeup..." "Good thing I have it in my purse." I reached for my clutch, pulled out my compact, and set it on the side table. Then I stood, my legs still shaky, and let my dress fall to the floor. The red fabric pooled at my feet and I stepped out of it. His eyes traveled down my body, over my breasts, my stomach, the triangle of curls between my thighs. I saw his throat move as he swallowed. I pushed him onto the sofa. He went willingly, his eyes never leaving mine. I knelt in front of him, my hands finding his belt, unbuckling it with ease. I freed his cock from his trousers and it sprang up, thick and hard and heavy. I wrapped my hand around the base and stroked him once, watching his head fall back. Then I took him into my mouth. He groaned, long and low, his hand finding my hair. His cock filled my mouth and I took him deep, my tongue pressing against the underside as I swallowed him down. I bobbed my head, my hand working