Enora:He stood there looking at me hungrily. I could feel the passion building up inside me as well. He hadn’t touched me for days frankly, I wanted him to. I didn’t have my nightmares when I was with him. I noticed it the day we first had sex. It was comfortable just lying against his chest. His warm body, his strong beating heart. Everything about him was…comforting.He reached his hands out and stroked my cheeks. I flinched at first but soon, I relaxed into his touch. His palm was soft and smelled of nice fragrant hand cream.He pulled me in close and I felt his bulge rub against me while he let out a deep groan.“I am not the best with apologies but I need you Enora.”Before I could say anything, his lips swooped on mine and seized me into the deepest kiss. He tastes fresh and minty. His tongue slipped into mine and soon, my knees were buckling beneath me. He tasted amazing. Fuck. I wanted more. So much more. I couldn’t believe I had not had him for this long.“Enora…”He pulled
Enora: I was in the kitchen with the ingredients. Honestly, I have no idea why I decided to blurt out about cooking but here we were. The ripe red tomatoes in the corner were staring at me. It was a basic Italian pasta dish. Nothing too serious. I had pulled off more difficult recipes but nothing with a hot boss standing behind me and looking over my shoulder. “You do know what you are doing, right?” I spun around and was slightly offended. Was he trying to insinuate that I wasn’t sure what I was doing? Rude! “I can manage, thank you very much. It is just pasta. That’s like Italian 101.” He chuckled and shook his head. That infectious smile of his. I would never get tired of it. He pulled a high stool and sat down and I got to work, trying my best to keep my knees under me. Come on, Enora. You can do this. Where are the pots? Pots clanged together as I rummaged through the cupboard. I had to find the right size. Ahah! I pulled out a big saucepan. Pristine and polished, reflect
Enora: His other hand slid down my arm and made me drop the bowl of chicken on the counter. “Mr. Wright, I…” “Nathan. I want you to call me Nathan, Enora.” His arm grabbed my waist gently and he spun me around. His eyes were dark and hungry, brimming with lust and passion. I swallowed hard. “Nathan…” Calling him by his first name was weird. “...I… I don’t think…” “Please stop thinking, Enora.–” He pulled me close to him and his erection pressed against my tummy. My face was a new shade of pink and my breathing was rapid. “–I don’t want you to think. I want you to feel.” His hands ran across my face, my cheeks came alive and a shudder rippled through my body. It was such a small place but the feeling… “I want you to feel what I do to you. I have been watching you and I know that you want me but you have been pushing me away. Why?” It was like I had been doused with cold water. “You know why,” I said, with slight anger, pushing him away and increasing the gap between us. “I
Enora: The shower was refreshing. I had tossed my clothes into the laundry basket and my ripped underwear lay limp on the bathroom sink—a memento of the crazy experience I had just had. My sex still tingled and throbbed. The good kind, though. I could still hear his voice in my ears. The way he called my name and glorified my body.I had nevr felt prettier. It was enough to make me feel like a goddess. My lips tugged at the sides. I hoped the dry cleaning lady wouldn’t think anything of my clothes. I had always done my laundry on my own and frankly, this wouldn’t have been a problem. As I got out of the shower, my cool thoughts were interrupted and I was in slight disarray. Did I forgive him too easily? I wasn’t even in the right headspace. He was touching me and I wasn’t thinking straight and everything was out of control. I plopped myself down on the bed and dried myself off. I was such a fool. He kissed me and I forgave him. That was it. My hand smacked my forehead. I didn’t k
Enora:Sleeping last night was difficult. My wrist still hurt even after I put the ointment on it before going to bed and I ended up waking up hours before my alarm and just stared at the ceiling. Today was the gala but I wasn’t feeling it. It wasn’t a new feeling, though. I never really like parties.Over on the dressing was the measly amount of makeup that I had. I had chosen my dress and it was in the wardrobe and my shoes were next to the wardrobe as well.My inability to sleep on time left me the time to get ready for the gala. It was a business one and the last thing I wanted was to make Mr. Wright late. I had only been here for a week and put my job on the line in so many ways. I wasn’t going to risk another strike.I curled into my blanket and sighed. Mr. Wright and what happened at dinner last night had been on my mind. A loud groan escaped my lips and I kicked up the blanket in frustration. Why did I have to go and ruin everything? I was such a wrecker.He apologized and we
Enora:He continued his call and I just stood there like a mannequin, staring at him. I wasn't even paying attention to the conversation. All my brain receptors had been blocked and the only thing that was ringing in my head was that he was talking to her.I didn’t even get a chance to say anything before he unceremoniously flung me over his shoulder like a bag of Thai rice. The thought of yelling as loud as I could so that Miss Crystal could hear me on the phone crossed my mind several times in a few seconds.But seriously, why was he even talking to her? I mean, her perfectly sculpted brain that she had along with that face of hers had to have known that Mr. Wright was not coming to the office.Being upside down didn’t bring any ideas to my head and I was finally planted firmly on my feet in Mr. Wright’s room.The call ended and he flung his phone onto the bed. He wasn't even worried about it smashing the wall.He stood there looking at me, feasting his eyes and I felt my stomach ch
Enora:My tongue went dry. Why did I want to know?My brain tossed the question back at me: why ‘did’ I want to know?She was his employee and she had every right to talk to him. In seconds, I felt silly but it was too late. His eyes were fixed on me and he was waiting for an answer.“I…I just wanted to know. I was curious.”My face fell and I found myself looking at the tiled bathroom floor and the soap that was running down from my torso to my feet.“I would prefer that you look at me when you talk to me, Enora.”It was painful to raise my head and meet his gaze. I should have just kept my mouth shut and not said anything at all.“You said you were just…curious?”Hearing it from him, even my reply sounded so stupid. I was curious but this was different. I was never curious when Ms. Catherine called. This was the first time Miss Crystal called him and I was nosy for no reason.My stomach churned. God, I was going to have a bad case of nervous diarrhea.“I just… I shouldn’t have asked
Enora:His fingers invaded me and I screamed and dug my fingers deeper into his back.My sex was throbbing so hard. I raised my head to meet his gaze and the way his eyes bore into me threatened to make me spontaneously combust.I tried to control my breathing, to not get swept up by the pleasure this Adonis was making me feel but it was hard. I felt helpless. I felt so vulnerable. His eyes, the way he bit his lips as he swallowed up my expression made the whole experience even more intense than I would have expected."So wet. All for me. You have a beautiful pussy, Enora."His fingers worked harder on me and I moaned louder as his thumb found my clit.Too much!I tried to escape the crushing pleasure but he held me in place."Too much," I whimpered, squirming as electric-like sensations ravaged through my legs, curling my toes.He smiled. The smug look on his face as he changed the tempo was priceless and hot. Fuck! Who was this man?"You are going to take all of this, Enora. There i
Enora:We got to the main banquet hall just in time. There was a lovely murmur everywhere. Not too far away, a couple was talking happily and smiling with the host. There were some paper slips on the stage, and the couple were chatting excitedly amongst themselves.“...can’t believe that they won the competition…”“...heard they paid the host and his firm.”“You’re wrong. They have good ties with the host. That was why they won.”My heart was racing in my chest. Did they call out the results already? Did we win?My eyes searched the hall for sparkly, snobby Mrs. Vermont, and I finally found her standing happily next to her husband, chatting casually with another couple. From the looks of it, she wasn’t overly posh and was doing her usual flaunting of her diamonds.If I wasn’t mistaken, another game was played, and the couple that were chatting excitedly with the host had probably won. I exhaled and felt my tension ebb away for a moment. I guess there was still a chance that I could bu
Enora:My face burned red and I felt my breath nearly escape my lungs. I pulled myself away from Mr Wright’s grasp and fumbled with my dress, trying my best not to catch the eye of the couple that stood in front of us: dumbfounded and their jaws loose.“Uhmmm… e-excuse us.”I grabbed Mr. Wright’s arm and we hurried out of the elevator. I wish I could atomize and disappear. This was so embarrassing.“Why are you smiling?” I asked with slight annoyance, looking up at Mr. Wright’s beaming face and his bright brown eyes.He stopped and in one swift movement, he grabbed me and pinned me to the wall. My heart was racing. My face was still red, but the thrill of getting caught again made this even more exhilarating.“We can’t do this here,” I whispered harshly. “You are going to get us caught.”“And what is the matter with that?” he asked slyly, taking me in with burning desire, pressing harder to me and inching closer and closer to my lips. “Do you not want to be seen with me?”“I…”The wor
Nathan:I felt her body tense up and I smirked. Even when she didn’t mean to, my kitten was competitive and it was one of the many things I loved about her.“The winner of this competition is…. going to be announced at the end of the party.”“What?!”All eyes turned to Mrs. Vermont and she cleared her throat and hid her unruly outburst with a smile. I looked down at my feisty little kitten and she was giving her a nasty stare. I couldn’t help but laugh. She was such a character when he wanted to be.“Thank you so much for participating. You may join the others.”We all went down to join the rest of the audience. Mrs. Vermont was trying to keep her act together but her eye was twitching in rage.I heard a light giggle and saw my kitten with her hand over her mouth, smiling and fighting to keep in her next fit of laughter.“Funny?”She looked up at me and her face became serious.“I’m… I’m sorry. I just…”I raised an eyebrow at her and she pouted and exhaled in defeat.“Fine,” she sighe
Enora:The lively tango music filled the air and Mrs. Vermont was quick on her feet. Her jewelled heels peeked from underneath her dress as she stepped quick and her husband dipped her low, following her movements.She was one with the beat, following the music as her husband dipped her low and pulled her close in a sensual dance that made it look like they were making teasing love in public.The crowd wooed and clapped and I turned away in embarrassment and felt my face burn.“Looking away, are we, kitten?” Mr. Wright teased, grabbing my chin and making me look at him. “Does that dancing bother you that much?”“N-No,” I scoffed, nervously, still unable to look at the dancing couple. The way Mr. Vermont pulled her in close, his lips teasing her neck, his hand sliding up her thigh, it just felt… I mean… they should get a room.The lively sensual dancing continued with eccentric moves and spins that made my head spin.I took a deep breath and watched them and at an interval, Mrs. Vermon
Enora:Mr. Wright pulled me tightly to him and smiled warmly."Last I checked, me and you make a pretty good team. Want to do it again?"My body shivered in delight. Was that even up for debate? Of course, I wanted to dance with him again."We shall only be allowed three couples to dance together. And I shall draw at random from the box."My spirits slightly fell. I couldn't tell how many people had put their names in the box, but it was very likely that Mr Wright and I wouldn't be picked for the dance.The host put his hand into the box and swirled it around for a bit. My breath got caught in my throat as I watched eagerly and prayed that our names would be called. It felt like a one-in-a-million chance, but still, I hoped for the best."The first couple to be dancing will be–"He pulled out the paper and squinted his eyes."–Mr. and Mrs. Vermont."An elegant couple moved through the crowd and got up on the stage. Despite their masks, I could tell they were lovely and rich.Mrs Vermo
Enora:He looped his arm and I slipped mine through. He smiled warmly at me and I felt my heart flutter. For the first in a long time, it felt like I was living a fairy tale.He guided me inside, smiling warmly at guests and pulling me close when eyes wandered in my direction.My dress sparkled in the light and I turned heads as I walked by.I could hear whispers and gossip and a few men smiled and winked at me.I stole a glance at Mr. Wright and he seemed to almost read my mind and unlink his arm from mine and pull me close to him from around my hips."Wouldn't want any male thinking that you are available," he said with a whisper to my ear followed by a soft kiss than made many of the oggling male gazes turn away.I smiled. I couldn't explain the joy I was feeling. I felt like a beautiful damsel with my prince charming, walking beside me and keeping wishful eyes away.We got into the banquet hall and I nearly gasped. The ceiling was adorned with jeweled chandeliers that refracted th
Enora:I stared at myself in the mirror and did a little twirl. I still couldn't believe that I was wearing Versace’s most expensive dress. This was still like a dream.I raked my fingers through my curls and smiled. This was going to be a good evening. I felt it. Something just seemed right. The only thing out of order was the dozens of missed calls and angry texts from Anthony.I didn’t seem to care anymore. Normally I would call him back but my entire body was humming to Mr. Wright. I would close my eyes for a few minutes and I would see that look he gave me, etched in my mind's eyes. Even his voice resonated in my brain, saying that he needed me. It just felt… different.Those words, when he said them, I could feel the yearning dripping in every word. I saw him almost every day but he said them like he hadn’t seen me for a lifetime.“Deep breaths, Enny. No need to overthink it. He probably is going through something very… moving. I mean, he did just have a big fight with his daugh
Enora:He pressed the button and slid the phone back to me. I grabbed it in surprise and held it to my chest while I looked at his face. Was he mad?His eyes were cold but his face was calm.“I don’t know why you still put up with him,” he said dryly, grabbing my chin and planting a tentative kiss on my lips. I moaned softly and soon burned red as he pulled away and realized that we were still in the restaurant.“Are you jealous of him?” I teased back and he grabbed my chin a little harder.“You should really choose your words carefully, Kitten,” he purred huskily, his eyes travelling down to my skirt. “My fingers still feel twitchy.”I lowered my eyes, trying to not see the smirk on his face as he took in my blotchy embarrassed expression. There was no way that I was going to be able to walk home after a second time.He stood up, took my hand and fiddled with my hair lovingly. His eyes were filled with that same softness from before and it made my heart melt. There was something abou
Enora:I got the flood cleaned up and my head fired sparks.If I knew I was going to get fingered in a restaurant, I would have probably packed an extra skirt.The discomfort I felt while I ate and waited for Mr. Wright's driver to help me pick up a new skirt was unexplainable.The entire time we ate, I gave him the side eye. He looked so smug and proud of himself. I thought he was a businessman. I expected a little more... class from him.But even at that, I could still feel the deepest parts of my belly spinning and groaning with desire for him.As much as I was embarrassed that we were nearly caught, I still didn't want him to stop there."Okay, why did you call me out here?" I asked him as the waitress took out plates away."Besides getting you out of the house so that Eliot wouldn't be able to be another inch near you?"My eyes made big circles in my head."I know that wasn't the only reason, else, you would have gotten me out sooner."He tugged at my cheek and shook his head."