Chapter 4

ARLAN'S POV:

She turned to me, the closeness of our faces inches apart made me want to grab her gently by the neck and savour the sweetness those plump lips have to offer but I held myself back.

"You really have a way with words." She finally said.

"Typical of a businessman if you ask me."

It was clear she liked to be in control like the wild cats. I'm going to make her my little wild kitty some way anyways.

She tipped on her toes and leaned closer to me, "Can't wait to see you again " She whispered and walked out of the dancefloor leaving me standing there with an erected penis.

"What did she mean by seeing her again? How? Was she baiting me?" I asked myself as several questions ran through my head.

"Shoot! " I smacked myself on the head - her number, I had forgotten to get it again.

My groin hurts. I looked down at my throbbing cock disappointed at how easily aroused I was by her. I made my way out to chase after her. I looked around but she was nowhere to be found. She'd disappeared like an unsolved cold mystery again.

"I need to release this buildup." I told myself as I grabbed my car keys as I headed home. Once I was in, I took off my pant and boxer in quick successions.

I got myself a bottle of oil and poured a generous amount on my cock and massaged gently before letting out a soft moan.

After experiencing a delayed ejaculation, I picked my phone and scrolled through my contact. My eyes hit a name and I dialed her number almost immediately.

"Hi Jess!" I hastily said the moment she picked my call while massaging my dick.

"Hi Arlan." She replied excitedly. "Thought you've forgotten about me."

"Oh god!" I moaned out loud.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you think?" I asked.

"You're crazy, Arlan!" She screamed out excitedly. "Are you touching yourself right now?"

"I miss you, Jess." I moaned again.

"Wish I was there for you to give me a show." She teased me.

"Well, it's not too late." I replied. "Mind coming over?" I added.

"See you soon." She said and the line went dead.

Soon, I heard a soft knock at the door. I raced to the door with my erected cock and opened the door. Jessica was standing right in front of me in a short dress that stuck to her skin like a layer.

The bedroom door finally opened and I impatiently returned my hand to her arse. I grabbed and gently squeezed on it.

Our lips locked in hot kisses and soft moans occasionally escaping. I undid her zip, picturing Saraya as I did. I moved my hands along her bare body and unhooked her bra letting it fall to the floor.

"You look perfect, Saraya." I muttered as I stared at the perky oval shaped breasts in front of me.

"What the fuck! My name is Jessica, Idiot." She landed a slap across my cheeks and left with her clothes in hand. I couldn't be less bothered to chase after her, all I could think of was Saraya.

"That sly temptress!" I cussed at Saraya for messing up with my thoughts and building up my desires and letting me burn in them.

*

I woke up the next day feeling frustrated and agitated. Fortunately, my dick had managed to relax.

There was a knock on the door but I didn't respond, the knock came again. "Who is it?" I snapped.

"It's me, Bridget."

"Come in." I said, obviously still agitated. She walked in. "What is it?"

"Sir, there's an invitation for you and I also have here a note I found in one of your clothes whilst searching its pockets before handing it to the dry cleaner." Bridget, my housekeeper stretched out a card and rumpled note to me.

I gave a quick glance at it

"What does the card say?" I asked with little of no interest.

"It's from Mr. Alex Newman, he is having a welcome party for his beloved daughter it says"

"Ok, thank you." I murmured. "You're dismissed."

"What about the note, sir? There's a phone number and a name under it that says 'Saraya'." She added.

I almost jumped out bed but contained my excitement when I saw Bridget's eyes flushed with excitement. I quickly grabbed the bedcover and cover my bare body. "Sorry about that."

"Hand me the note" I impatiently reached for the note, coughing out to clear my lungs up. My eyes widened.

'How did she do it?' it puzzled my mind. "What pants did you find this in?" I ask, curious to know when exactly she had slipped it in whilst I wasn't paying attention.

"The grey coloured one, sir"

I wipe my face with my hand. "At the party! Fuck me!" I muttered to no one in particular, totally forgetting Bridget's presence.

Bridget made a sound with her throat. "I'll take my leave." I gave a sorry glance at her direction and sighed heavily.

I quickly grabbed my phone and punched her digits in while contemplating with what to do next.

"Should I call? What would she think of me calling her now after almost two days? Is this what she meant the last time? Should I text her instead?" My thoughts raced. I felt so stupid for not finding out sooner even though it wasn't my fault.

After much pondering,I decided to send her a text:

*Hello there, this is Arlan. Found your number! *

I took a deep breath and took a seat, this was going to be a safe start. A long safe start in my pursuit of her. I want her in the many ways a man would want a woman -- that young supple breasts of hers melting away in my mouth like candy and our body rocking together in synchrony while I fuck her pussy good she'd feel my cock deep inside and moan out my name. "I have to make her mine, only mine."

*Hello Arlan.* her text came in almost immediately.

"Has she been waiting for me?"I asked as I almost couldn't believe my luck.

*I almost missed your number, why'd you do that?* I couldn't help but ask

*Just to see how fast or slow you are to catch up*

* Is that so, Buttercup? So now, have you come to a conclusion?*

*Buttercup? I like that* she replies, totally ignoring my question.

* What else do you like?* I followed her lead.

* Good conversations, flowers and... cuffs*

I leaned into my seat, this was going faster than I had anticipated.

*Cuffs? Guess I have to switch jobs.* I teased

*Yeah, if you'd be the jailer*

'Yeah, I'd be the jailer you little badass. Handcuff you to the bed frame, spread open those legs and punish you.'

*You're naughty, aren't you?*

*Take a wild guess, daddy* she adds a smirking emoji.

I smirked too as I punched some words and pressed send.

*I love the word 'daddy' and for teasing me, don't you think you deserve some sort of punishment?*

* How exactly?*

I felt a rush of heat pass through my body. I thought of the many ways I would 'punish' her when I finally get the chance to --when I lock her up in the enclosed prison of my bedroom.

* I'll strip you off of every clothing,flip you over and tie your hands behind you, I'd bend you over and put a cushion under you, should the surface be rough or you have poor stamina, I'll bring out my cock and penetrate you deep, pounding till you plead for mercy and promise to be good for Daddy. *

I started to feel very horny, my cock getting all erected and ready for the pink dripping wet feel of her pussy in my mind. I grabbed my cock and pressed gently on it. Soothing it.

*Yes Daddy, what else will you do to naughty me?*" She adds a water dripping emoji to indicate she is wet, I guess.

* Many more things you couldn't possibly imagine, trust me. I can be your bad Santa for Christmas if you let me*

She blows me a kiss with a sticker.

*Dear Santa, I've been a bad girl this Christmas. Any present for me?*

*Yeah but you'll have to be on your knees to unwrap it* I smirked and also sent a smirking emoji.

*See you later Santa, gotta go*

*Where are you going?*

*Shopping*

"How could she leave me hanging for some girly shopping when I'm like this?" I growled.