Two Colleagues, One Room

The business trip was supposed to be simple-new town, new clients, one hotel room. But when a booking mistake left Jason and me with a single bed and nowhere else to go, suddenly, "simple" became something else entirely. Jason-tall, confident, irresistible-took it in stride. "It's just for one night, " he said with a teasing smirk. I told myself the same. One night. One bed. No problem. But the heat between us? That was the real problem.
The way his muscles flexed as he stretched. The deep timbre of his voice in the dark. The way his body radiated warmth just inches away from mine. I swore I'd keep my hands to myself. Until, in the middle of the night, I woke up gripping something thick, hard, and very much awake. One room. One bed. No rules. How long before we break every last one?