The music switched to one that was sensual, and I began dancing erotically as I could still feel his eyes on me as I twisted my hips. I trailed my hands sexily down my body, knowing he was watching dangerously, like a predator, watching my every move.
The girl was away from his lap now, he wasn’t watching her anyways. His dark eyes landed on my cleavage, then trailed down, igniting a fire that has died, making it come back bigger than ever. I wanted his hands on me. His eyes alone was torture. He was dangerous. I knew that, but I imagined how it would feel to let myself get burned. It’s been so long since I just let go and did something stupid.
I couldn’t control my legs as I strode towards him, and I blamed the alcohol for taking my senses away.
“Hey there.” I purred, standing in front of him. The men beside him looked away as he watched me, and I went on my knees in front of him, my hands on his pants.
“Did blonde not do a good enough job?” I whispered as my fingertips trailed up the massive boner straining against his pants. “ I can fix that, daddy.” I purred as my fingers lightly skimmed over his boner.
He gripped my hand, sending sparks through my body as he chuckled, and I moaned at how sexy the sound was to me.
His eyes were a stormy grey, and his lips the best shade of pink. His jaw was sharply cut, and he looked like the kind of man that had secrets that could make me cry.
The scar that tore through his brow, narrowly missing his eyelid was unforgiving, but it added more to the strikingly handsome face he had.
He was beautifully and dangerously sexy, and I wanted him.
“Are you sure you can handle it, baby girl? It’s not for good girls like you who need alcohol to be bad.” He husked and I bit my lip looking up at him.
“I can show you I’m not a good girl. I can do things to you to prove it.” My other hand trailed up and palmed his dick and I moaned at the feel of it.
It was big alright.
He smirked. “Are you going to prove that, baby girl?”
I nodded as my mouth watered. “Please daddy let me prove it to you that I’m a bad girl.”
He smirked then relaxed in the chair, giving me full access to his dick. “Show me.”
I greedily pulled down his zipper, and brought out his dick. I gasped at the massiveness and wondered how that could enter anyone. How can this get into me?
“Too much for you to handle?” He asked with a lazy smile and I shook my head.
It was, but fuck it.
I started with a little lick at the top, the saltiness exploding on my taste buds as I swirled my tongue on the cap of his dick.
He simply watched me as I took the tip in my mouth, slightly sucking. He was big, and I loved the feel of him on my tongue as I slid his length into my throat, fighting back my gag reflexes as I sucked, humming as I slid his length up and down my throat.
“Fuck.” He growled as his hand found my hair, and he mouth fucked me. “Your little mouth feels so fucking good, baby girl.”
His deep voice caused my pussy to throb and i squeled as I struggled to cause friction for myself by rubbing my legs together. It’s been so long.
He pulled my head away and my mouth sounded with a pop sound, and I stared into his eyes in confusion.
“Wasn’t I any good, Daddy?” I asked, pouting.
His eyes were dark with desire, and I stroked his dick in my palm, causing him to stiffen.
“Stand up.” He ordered, and I did as he told, Ignoring the men who were beside us. I didn’t care, I just wanted him.
He pulled me to straddle him, and my skirt rode up, revealing half of my ass to the world but I didn’t care. He was all I could see and smell, and his hands were all around me.
“Does this good girl want me to fuck her push here, not caring if anyone can see me thrusting into her little pink hole?”
I shivered as his lip teased my ear, and I all but screamed as I stroked his dick, my wetness seeping through my panties, making a mess on his expensive suit pants.
“Please fuck me daddy.” I pleaded, shifting my underwear aside, but a stinging slap landed on my ass and I moaned at the sensation it sent rushing through my pussy.
“You don’t use your hands unless I want you to, got it?” He commanded and I nodded fast wanting him to reward me.
Anyone could see us, but that didn’t bother me. I loved who I was right now and I wished it could last forever.
His hand found my clit and he stroked, causing me to whimper, rocking against his finger, hoping he could provide me with release, but he withdrew his hand.
Then he tucked a finger in my thong, and ripped it apart, leaving my pussy bare.
It was as though the world around us disappeared, leaving just the two of us locked in this reckless, forbidden moment. His breath was hot against my neck as he growled, "If you want to be bad, baby girl, I’ll show you what it really means."
I expected him to slide in, but he gripped me tightly and said, “No. you are too precious for me to do this here. I’m not sharing that part of you with anyone.” And he lifted me by the hips, standing up while I tried grinding my hips into his for some friction.The club had special rooms, mostly for the executives, so as we entered a dark suite, I knew this man was one of the big shots here. But I could recognize most of the executives and not him from years of working with Jay.The room lit up and I gasped.Cuffs, whips, gags, arranged perfectly on the bed. I knew what I was getting into the minute I walked up to him, and instead of panicking at the sight of bdsm tools, I was eager to be devoured by this man.His eyes found mine one more time. “It’s not too late to back out, baby girl. I can see you are innocent. This may be too much for you.”I leaned towards his ear and sucked lightly on his earlobe, feeling his fingers tease my slit lightly and I moaned, wanting more.“I can handle
He was gone. And I was back to my senses. Well not completely because as much as I regretted sleeping with a stranger last night, I’ve never experienced such pleasure before. What I regretted was not knowing anything about him. But it was for the best because such a man would ruin me. I fear he has.My hair was all scattered as I checked the bathroom mirror, and I gasped as I saw the millions of hickeys he left on my body. My ass still hurt from the whips but a crazy smile widened my lips at the feeling of it all.I don’t feel so hateful anymore. But I still had a mission.Cleaning up and wearing my clothes, I pushed last night out of my head. My plan starts in a week. I can’t let memories of a night with a stranger ruin it. Because I would never truly be happy till I destroy everything Ryan has ever loved.One week after, I was back in the one state I hated the most. The state that made it so hard to breathe, but Jay was here and he gripped my hand as I stepped out of his car. “Rememb
I walked out of his office hurriedly and shut the door quietly behind me. I made my way to a secluded part of the restroom and checked to make sure no one was there before I pulled out my phone.My hand was shaking as I paced around the restroom and my chest tightened with disbelief. This couldn’t be real. It had to be some cosmic joke, I was both disheveled and horny at the same time and it was so crazy.I pushed my thoughts away and looked for Jay’s number before dialing it, waiting for him to pick up the damn phone.“This is not the time to be unavailable, Jay,” I muttered under my breathe while looking at the door nervously and praying no one would come in. I could hear people talking but it was faraway and I realized no one was close enough and I let out a sigh of relief.Finally, the line clicked. “Emma?” Jay’s groggy voice was a balm and an irritant all at once.“Amanda,” I corrected instinctively. He still had that bad habit of calling me by my former name and I wasn’t going to
I turned to look at the man, offering him a reassuring smile. “You okay?”He nodded quickly, looking at me like relieved like I had just saved his life.“My name is Andrew,” he introduced himself and I gave him a curt.“Amanda.”“Thank you for handling Becca for me,” he had said, his deep, smooth voice wrapping around me like a warm scarf. “She’s… difficult, but you managed her well.”I had nodded, keeping my face neutral. “It was nothing.”But then he’d smiled, the kind of smile that made my stomach flutter despite the walls I’d built around myself. “Still, I appreciate it. Let me make it up to you. How about coffee?”For a brief moment, I’d hesitated. Accepting coffee with Andrew when I had only just met him wasn’t logical but saying no would have seemed rude- or worse, defensive.But he wasn’t Damien. He wasn’t older and sexy…Shit, was i comparing men to Damien now?Seeing as Andrew waited for a really, I pushed the stupid thoughts away.I had forced a smile and agreed. “Sure. Coff
“Please, I’d like to be excused,” I said but I didn’t wait for either of them to answer before I ran out of the office.My hands were trembling as I made my way to the bathroom, my heart was racing and I was feeling suffocated.Ryan was Damien’s son which meant that I had slept with my ex’s father.Fuck!While he deserved that and more, I realized how bad this was for me. I instantly wanted a shower. I hated everything Ryan related.I suddenly started feeling cold and everything around me just seemed to come to an halt. I leaned against the cold sink and held unto it tightly.How could I have been so stupid?I closed my eyes and let the memories of the night I met Damien resurface. I should’ve never gone to him, I should’ve ignored the stupid thing that kept pulling me to him- I didn’t and now here I was, in a complicated situation.He was Ryan’s father.The thought made me nervous and I felt like I was losing my mind. If someone as manipulative, cruel and dangerous as Ryan was raised
“No,” I replied him, my voice was firm even though I was feeling the opposite. “Nothing about you affects me.”A slow, knowing smile spread across his face, as if he could see right through me. “Good,” he said simply, stepping back.We walked out of the conference room. I was still startled but I took deep breaths to calm myself. I kept my body still and tried to ignore how much my body reacted to him.We got into the elevator and I was desperate to get away from him. But as the doors closed, Damien reached out and stopped them, his hand resting on the panel.“Amanda,” he called my name with a husky voice. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about that night.”I forgot how to breathe and my heart starting racing as I turned to look at him. “Damien, I-“He silenced me by walking closer to me and gripping me by my throat, I burned at the feel of his hand against my bare skin. “I want you…” he started before running his other hand through my hair. “I want you to look into my eyes and te
My body still hummed with the memory of Damien’s hands on me, his lips claiming mine, the possessiveness in his every movement but all I could feel was shake and disgust at myself. I immediately got a hold of myself, smoothened my cloth and exited the elevator even though my knees were still shaken and I could still hear his voice. I tried not to think of it all through the day while I got tasks done.I hated him. I hated how he made me feel, made me lose control and the way I fell apart just by him looking at me. Most of all, I hated myself for letting him have his way with me. Again. I was stronger than that, more in control. But around him, I became someone I didn’t recognize, someone weak and submissive. I let out a sigh and packed my things as I exited the office. When I got back to my apartment, I had nothing to distract me so the memories came flooding back into my mind. I couldn’t sleep and everything I tried to close my eyes, I felt the touch of Damien on my body, his tongue
“We need to talk,” I spoke up, my voice was curt and sharp even if his eyes on me had disoriented me. He leaned back into his chair, cocked an eyebrow and folded his arms across his chest. “By all means, Amanda. What’s so urgent?”I shut the door behind me and walked further into his office. I took a deep breath to steady myself before I looked at him dead in the eyes. “There was a camera in the elevator,” I told him, my voice blunt and words straight to the point. “It needs to be deleted.”His expression changed into one of amusement and he sat up before tilting his head slightly. “Why?”“Why?” I repeated, incredulous. “You know why. That footage- it’s…” I paused, searching for the right word. “Inappropriate.”A smirk made its way to his lips. “Inappropriate? I’d say it was more… passionate.”I balled my hands into fists as heat rose to my face. “Dam… Mr Caldwell, this isn’t funny and I am fucking serious. That footage can’t exist, it must be deleted.”He stood up from his seat, walk
“Let’s make a plan,” I said, turning all my attention to him after I finished sorting through the papers. “What do you suggest we do?” “You already said we should stake out at the office,” he replied me. “You can’t be seen there so how do you think we should go about it?” “Anything we plan has to work, Andrew,” I said, my voice low and firm as I thought about what we could possibly do. Andrew nodded, running his hand through his hair. “It would work, there’s no other option.” I didn’t respond, making the room fall into silence as I thought hard about what could work- something so good that nothing could ruin it. A few minutes passed and a brilliant idea popped up in my head. “This is what we’re going to do,” I finally spoke up, sitting up straighter. “You’re going to act like you have a shitload of work to do and you have no other choice than to stay back at work.” “Hmn,” Andrew said, fully focusing on me. “Go on.” “Okay,” I replied with a nod. “You’ll stay late at the office
Andrew and I went our separate ways, promising to meet each other the next day. I was glad that I now had someone who could help me in my plans by my side, I had thoughts of giving up but Andrew had renewed my determination. The coffee that I had finally left my apartment for had gotten cold, so I just tossed into the trash can and walked back home, feeling a bit better and letting out a sigh as I made my way back. I couldn’t wait for what was to come next nor could I wait to see the look on Ryan’s face when I’m done with him. He had gotten away for too long and soon, her meet his end. Just like her had promised, Andrew showed up at my house the next day and I let him on. We quickly began working on how he would get the documents from the office and copy the ones he could to his laptop. Getting the files was going to be difficult but we were set on accomplishing our mission and didn’t care what it would cost. Over the next few days, we kept meeting up and discussing plans. Andr
“What’s that?”“You won’t believe what I just found out about recently,” he said, his voice was barely above a whisper. His voice was low and I knew whatever he wanted to say was confidential because he didn’t want anyone to hear about it. I raised an eyebrow, eyeing him suspiciously. “What are you going on about? Just say it as it is,” I said, already getting frustrated by the suspense. “It’s Ryan,” he replied, saying the name like it was was some kind of poison but he was still keeping me in suspense.“What about Ryan?” I asked, urging him on. “Ever since you left the firm, he’s been making life hell for everyone at the company,” he replied. I didn’t know it was going to turn into this, he had been on a business trip for a while before I left the company and while I was there, he seemed… civil. So, I didn’t understand what was up with him and his new behavior, did Cloris tell him something?“Making life hell?” I repeated, looking at him with a blank expression. “What is he doin
I could feel both their eyes on me but I didn’t care. I wanted to go far away from there, disappear even. They could go back to their talking and getting to know each other better because all I wanted to do was to be alone and find a way to stop feeling like that. After a few more minutes of staying alone, I finally felt a bit better but I was tired of staying outdoors and just wanted to go back to my room and drown in my sorrow or just rot in my bed and sleep my sadness away. “Are you fine, Amanda?” Andrew asked, his voice drawing me out of my thoughts.“Yeah, I am,” I lied yet again, turning to look at him. His eyes were filled with concern and I couldn’t help but feel bad because I had made him leave Anna behind just to check on me. “Where’s Anna?” I asked, trying to change the topic as I looked past his shoulders and realized she was not longer seated there. “Oh, she had somewhere to be so we just exchanged number and she said we could meet up next week,” he replied me, his e
“Thank you, Miss?” “Em- Amanda,” I quickly corrected myself, not wanting to blow off my cover. “Oh-“ she said. “You look familiar but I guess my mind is just playing tricks on me.”My heart skipped a beat at her words and I wanted to admit to her that not only did I look familiar, I was her cousin but I held myself back and didn’t say anything. “Thank you once again,” she spoke up, her eyes filled with sincerity as she finally stopped crying. “You don’t need to thank me,” I replied, my voice quiet. “I’m just happy that you’re fine.”She gave me a small nod before turning back to Andrew who was now standing with an unreadable expression on his face. “And thank you,” she said, her voice steadier now. “You saved me.”A blush crept up Andrew’s cheek and he scarfed the back of his head awkwardly. “It was really nothing. I was just helping,” he replied awkwardly. “It wasn’t nothing,” Anna insisted, a small smile breaking through her tears. “You were amazing.”“I just… I mean, anyone w
“Amanda!” Andrew called, making my stop in my tracks. I was still frozen in place when he walked up to me and grabbed me by my hand and pulled me towards him. “What do you think you’re doing, huh?” He asked, his voice soft but firm. “Do you really think going there without a plan in mind is a good idea?”I tried to pull away, my heart racing as I glanced toward Anna. She was still struggling against the masked man, her cries piercing the air.“I can’t just stand here!” I whisper yelled at him, my voice shaky and filled with desperation. “And what do you plan on doing just by going there? Don’t you see that he’s dangerous?” Andrew challenged, his tone calm but resolute. “You’ll rush over there and… what? Get yourself hurt too? Be smart, Amanda.”I opened my mouth to respond, but my words failed to form, I couldn’t even think of the prosper things to say. He was right, I didn’t have a plan. Hell! I wasn’t even thinking. I just wanted to save her, it’s been so long and the first day I
“Andrew,” I called, my voice soft and cautious. “I need to say something to you.”His smile faltered. “Okay…”I exhaled, making an effort to speak carefully and avoid offending him. “I am really sorry for the way I have treated you up until today. I know I’ve ignored you, been distant and even rude to you when all you tried to do was to be there,” I started, my voice filled with sincerity. “You didn’t deserve any of that.”“Amanda-““Wait, let me finish,” I spoke up again, cutting him off. “I have been cold to you. I know you… care about me, like me even. Probably more than you should. And I hate that I can’t feel the same way.”Andrew kept looking at me with an unreadable expression, but like I asked, he didn’t try to say anything or cut me off. “It’s not that you’re not handsome or amazing, because you are,” I continued. “And I know any woman would be lucky to have you as their partner. But… I can’t reciprocate your feelings. My heart is… elsewhere. And I’m sorry if it seemed lik
“I know that you are,” he replied almost immediately. “I know you and I can tell that you’re lying.”“Did you call to argue about my mental state or what?” I asked him, my voice filled with mock seriousness. “Okay. Okay, I’m sorry,” he apologized, his voice filled with sincerity. “But, you really do sound like someone that run over by a big emotional truck.”I huffed out a laugh despite myself. “Thanks for that visual, Andrew. Very helpful.”“See, I can make you laugh,” he said and I good tell that he was smiling. “But, seriously Amanda, you don’t sound like yourself at all and it’s quite heartbreaking to see you that is always strong like this.”He meant to make me feel better with his words but I couldn’t help but be reminded of how far I had steered from why I really came back to this city. “Thank you, for looking out for me,” I whispered into the phone, not sure if he had heard me. “So, this is what we are going to do to help you feel better,” Andrew started, his voice now fille
Looking up to see who I had bumped into, it was not one else other than Andrew. “Oh it’s you,” he said as his eyes met with mine. I quickly averted my eyes and dropped it back to the floor, increasing my pace in trying to gather my things together so I could run- run as far as possible away from him and this building. “Amanda?” He called, his tone soft but probing. “What is going on? Where are you rushing to? And why are you carrying a box of… everything?”I had no idea of what I was going to day to him, how was I even supposed to reply him? I kept my eyes glued to the floor, unable to meet his eyes. “It’s… it’s nothing,” I finally managed to say, my voice trembling. “Amanda,” he called my name again, his voice firmer this time as he placed his hand on mine to stop me. “Talk to me, you know you can. What happened?”The dam broke. The tears I was holding back fell free, one slipped down my cheeks followed by another and then another. I bit my lips gently, trying to get myself toge