Just as her orgasm had washed through her, she came back down from flying, and his lips were on hers, his hands running through her hair. She didn't need any persuasion as they changed positions, and she found herself on her knees, with the beautiful masterpiece of a cock right in front of her. she marveled for a moment, and only hoped she could show him the same tender worship he had shown to her. She closed her eyes as her mouth met his cock. He groaned as she kissed him softly, sucking lightly on the head. It was really a beautiful cock he had. Once she had the head in her mouth, she struggled to maintain control of her hunger for him, sucking and stroking his cock, wanting more and more of it in her mouth. The feeling she got from having him in her hands, in her mouth, in her possession, and under her control forever, had a warmth shooting from her heart, to between her thighs. She felt as though nothing could hurt her; not even the painful demise of her mother, as long as he wa
Denzel stood by the window of his office staring down into the streets of New York. He was completely lost in thoughts. It had been 2 days since he heard from Kate. He just couldn’t stop thinking about her after his encounter with her. It was an encounter that changed his whole perception of Kate. He had seen Kate to be just his maid who was supposed to be his servant, dominated and humiliated at will, but after his sexual encounter with her, he came to see her in a whole new light; to be a beautiful soul that is to be adored and worshipped as a goddess. A beautiful queen that was supposed to be served and not to serve. He beat himself emotionally for letting her slip off his fingers. He had her under his roof, yet he didn’t know her worth. He didn’t see it; he never bothered. Oh, how he wished he could turn back the hands of time to the first day he met her, he could have just asked her to marry him. Bingo! He exclaimed from within, that’s what he should do. Perhaps that way, Kate
Later that evening, Karen was sure Denzel did have a raging hard-on. While she was yet to see it, she felt it pressing against her thighs as he leaned into her.“What do you want, Karen? This won’t go any further until you ask me for it.”Karen heard a buzz, then a sharp pain in one nipple, then the other, as he clamped vibes to her small, firm buttons.This was just too much, she struggled against the chains, trying to escape the electric arousal spiking through her. Her pussy tingled and she moaned, trying to thrash both against and into the sensation.“What do you want, Karen? Tell me. You have to tell me.” Came Denzel’s voice all of a sudden“I want … I want …”“Yes?”“Oh, God! I want you inside of me. Please. I want you inside me.”
“So, What next? Are you guys gonna continue having sex or what?” Annie asked. She wanted to know what her friend, Kate intended to do now that she had had sex with her billionaire boss.“Hell no. I told him that it was just a mistake and it ain't gonna happened ever again.”“What the fuck did you just say, Katie? Are you crazy? You had sex with a billionaire and all you could figure out to tell him was that it was a big mistake that won’t happen again? Are you fucking out of your mind?”“You just don’t get it, Annie. He ain't what you think he is. He is a fucking Casanova. There ain't no way he’s gonna love me,” Kate let out frustratingly.“Oh damn,” Annie exclaimed. “Katie you’re in love with your boss!”“Hell no, I’m not. What happened was just a mistake and there&r
It had been three months since Denzel had set his eyes on Kate. He had tried all that was within his powers but Kate wouldn’t just get to see reasons with him. She had refused to move back to the house to resume her work. She had also cut off all their prior means of communication. Denzel had gone to see Kate at her place but most times, he would always meet the door locked. He tried all he could to let go of that hurting feeling but no matter what he did, the feelings just wouldn’t go away. He felt frustrated and devastated. He had never loved someone so much that it had to hurt him this bad. He felt love was supposed to be fun just like he had always watched in movies while growing up, but perhaps, this was the reality and he had to deal with it. Although at all times, he always blamed himself for allowing it to turn out this horrible. He had never imagined himself to be so much into women. He had always seen himself growing up to be like his father, fully goal-driven
She sat there lost in thought. It had been more than three months since she had set her eyes on Denzel. She had really missed him. He had already told her to her face that he didn’t love her and he never did after the last night they had made love. It really hurt her so much that the man she loved and cherished so much. The man she had already made a lot of sacrifices for; divorcing her husband Jake who loved her so much and moving over to New York just to be close to him but yet he never loved her not even for a bit.She sipped her drink, looking down from the balcony of her apartment into the street of New York as people went about their business. She just couldn’t let him go; she would never let him go. She needed to do something to salvage the situation and it had to be very fast.But then came the problem of what to do and how it should be done. She had already exhausted all her plans; she had no more up her sleeves. All her
“Hold on to my hand,” Denzel said as he stretched out his other hand to pull her up.Eva had mistakenly slipped off from the rail but Denzel was swift enough to grab her before she could fall over. All the while she screamed and shouted, reeked with fear.“Do not panic, you gonna be alright. Just hold on to my hand tight and don’t look down” He commanded as she gradually but gently pulled her up over the rail.She fell to the ground as Denzel had pulled her up. She seemed visibly shaken. Tears ran her cheeks as she cried uncontrollably.Denzel sat down with her as she threw his arms around her hugging her.“Are you okay?” He asked.She nodded her head in affirmation.“Okay you need to get inside now,” Denzel said as he tried to raise her up to her feet to carry her to the room but s
Just as they entered the lobby of the apartment block, the concierge didn’t even look up at first.“Yes?” he said. “What is it?” His mind fully on the sandwich he was munching, and casually brushed egg crumbs from his face onto his shirt.Karen spoke first…“Hello, please my name is Karen—”Just immediately, Denzel spoke.“Is this how you meet and greet your special guests? Eating anyhow in the public?”The concierge looked up sharply at him and blenched.“Oh! Mr. Hobbs,” He stood up hastily, struggling slightly to push his chair back. As he did so, then he plastered on a rather apologetic smile.
“Yes?”“Hello, Karen. It’s me, Denzel.”He’s here!She screamed in her head“Oh, come on up. It’s wonderful in here!” she replied.A couple of minutes later, Denzel entered the room and he dropped the latch on the apartment door.“I don’t want to be interrupted right now,” He said, smiling at her.“I want to say thank you—” Karen tried to speak, but he put a finger to her lips.
Kate stared blankly into the street ahead and let the tears flow from her eyes. She sat on the roadside bench and waited for Collins. He had promised he would come and pick her up. The cold evening breeze blew against her body and she shivered but she was too sad to cover herself. Neither did she care about her brutal wind. She could only blame herself. She had been foolish to believe she could find committed love with Denzel.Collins' car pulled over and he rushed out to meet her. When he noticed he was shivering, he took off his jacket and covered her. Kate sniffed and thanked him. Collins sat beside her, and for a moment, no words were spoken. Collins wondered what happened. Whatever it was, he knew it was terrible. Kate's box was standing behind the bench."You were right," she said with a light chuckle. "Denzel didn't deserve me and I was too foolish to see it.""I'm sorry, Kate."Kate pursed her lips and sobbed."Stop crying, Kate. Whatever it is, he doesn't deserve your tears.
Four NYPD vehicles blared along the road to the house of Raymond Dantley. The winter clouds had been dissipated by the sun and the morning dew soaked the tarmac. The cold winter breeze still blew and the men wore their police jackets and sipped hot coffee – their bosses swallowed bottles of gin in their office.The four vehicles came to a halt in front of Ray’s compound and instructions were given. Five cops, armed with a rifle, surrounded the perimeter of the house while the rest three made their way in. The truck loaders who were sniffing some of the drugs they stole were the first criminals they caught.“This is the New York state police department,” one of the officers recited with his rifle pointed steadily at them. There was no escape. “Your hands where I can see them.”Another police officer cuffed their hands from behind. He inspected the substance. “Codeine.”“Take us to your boss. A single mistake and I’ll blow your brains out.”***Stephen watched from afar as the four poli
The men were up long before dawn. Silently, they moved about their duties. In the underground warehouse, several boxes containing codeine, Vicodin, and oxycontin were labelled and placed on each other. The men in the lab were dressed in white overall coat inspected samples before they were lifted to the ground floor. The boxes were carried into the compound and loaded into a truck carrying the Culid company logo. The men ardently placed the boxes of hard drugs in between cartons of beverages.When they had finished uploading the boxes, Roland slapped the back of the vehicle and the driver started the engine. Roland slid into the passenger seat and lit a cigarette. He pushed his cigarette box to him.“Want some?”Tarry, the truck driver shook his head and reached for a bottle of gin. “Gin does it better.” He took a gulp and passed the bottle to Roland. “How’s the boss?”Roland took a gulp. “Mad as hell. He wants Stephen.”“Heard millions of dollars was missing.”“Raash wants his cut, n
Eva heard everything. The sounds of the birds singing on the tree outside her window. The yellings of the crazy men outside her door. The clicking sounds of shoes that belonged to the psychiatrist. At night, she could hear the creeping sounds of the bugs that wanted to feast on her. She hated the place. And she hated that she was locked with crazy people. She wasn’t crazy. She was only fighting for a love that was hers and Daniel betrayed her.The three nights at the mental home had been hell for Eva. The therapy sessions were worse. She sat, hand cuffed, before a man dressed in white overall coat.“Eveline. Can I call you that?”“I’m Eva?”“How are you this morning?”“I can’t be fine as long as I am held in this hell hole.”“Are you ready for a session?”“I’m not mad!”“You tried to kill a woman who dis nothing to you thrice.”“She took my man.”“He isn’t yours.”“How do you know that?!”“Because he said so. Eva, he was only your boyfriend in high school.”“You don’t know anything.”
Kate returned home after listening to Denzel’s voicemail. He explained why he was silent after discovering Eva had caused the accident and also threatened to kill her. He also pointed to her that he never had sex with Eva. Kate was too ashamed to remain in Collins’ company – much had been said and done. Going home was a relief.When she arrived, Denzel wasn’t in. There was a note stuck to the fridge in the kitchen explaining that he had gone to see his father. Kate sat down and thought about the event of the morning. She wondered if she would have enough courage to tell Denzel and she wondered how he would react.She busied herself all afternoon with responding to emails from contractors and business men. A particular fashion celebrity had been pleased with her fashion line and proposed partnership.It was a delightful news.Kate thought about how busy she was going to become as a design creator. She knew it was worth the time it would rob off her. She thought about telling Denzel the
Kate felt awkward and Collins sensed it. “Come in,” he said and moved out of the entrance. Kate stepped into the apartment. It was her first time coming to his place since he moved into New York.“We had an argument,” she explained.Collins closed the door and followed her in. “Was it because of what I told you earlier?”Kate sat down and sighed deeply. “I deserved to know, Collins. I could have died.”He took a seat opposite her. “Does he know you’re here?”Kate shook her head. “He doesn’t know I left the house.” She heaved a sigh. “I just wanted h to explain himself and then he left me.”“Does he know about your fears?”She shook her head. “He never asked.”“How about tea?”“Great.”Kate glanced around the room. She recognized some portraits from his previous house at New Rochelle. Collins loved art and he gathered artistic works. Whenever he was stressed or leisured, he painted.He returned shortly with two cups of hot tea.“Thanks,” she said.Collins thought about what she said ea
Denzel glanced at his sore eyelid in the mirror and decided it was better if he wore sunshades. He combed his hair, inspected his see eyes again, and exited the room. The news of Eva’s arrest had been communicated to him the previous night and he planned visiting her to give her a piece of his mind. But presently, he was on his way to the hospital. When he reached SEW 7, Kate was awake, and was having breakfast. She noticed the sunshades he wore.“What’s with the sunshades?” she asked.Denzel ignored the question until he was by her side. “Nothing.”Kate frowned. “I want to see your eyes then.”Denzel hesitated. “I fell.” Kate’s frown deepened. “I wanna see it.”Denzel took off the shades and Kate gasped softly. “This isn’t a fall. What happened?”“Nothing. I gotta go now. I’ll be here to pick you up by 6pm.”He eased out of the room. Denzel’s next stop was at the station. Eva was pleased to see him. “Denzel? Babe, you came for me? Please, tell them I didn’t do it. I don’t want to s
“You’ve got some effrontery, Eva. What are you doing here?”The glare in his eyes told her that he had not forgiven her yet. But Eva was in desperate need of shelter. “I’m sorry I had to hit you. I told you I did want to return to that place.”“You didn’t hit me, Eva. You tried to kill me. I was cumming when I passed out.”She smiled naughtily. “I can make up for it.”Daniel did not move from the door. “I found another woman who worships me the way I do.”Eva frowned. “I never wanted to be your woman, Daniel. If you’ve gotten a woman, I’m happy for you. I’m here because I’ve missed a friend and I’m in need of a shelter.”“You know where your home is, Eva.”“You know I can’t go home and you know why.”“And where you’ve been staying for weeks?”“It was at a motel downtown but the cops came over today. Please, let me in, Daniel.”“I have to talk to Sylvia about it.”“Fine.”He unblocked the entrance and she shoved in. She fell on the cushion and dropped her small bag. “Is there food in
Eva undressed and wrapped the bloodstained pen knife in a nylon. Then she kept it among her clothes. She moved to the bed with a wine bottle, prepared to celebrate her victory. When she had gone halfway through the bottle, she contemplated calling Denzel. Later, she slept off.Eva didn’t wake up until the next morning. She drove around town and stopped by at McDonald’s. At the eatery, she noticed sly gazes. She bought Chicken McNuggets and soda. When she stopped by at the gas station, the attendant asked her some personal questions before she drove off.Eva thought about Daniel for the first time in two weeks and hoped he had survived the hit. Daniel hadn’t called her.A few minutes before mid-day, she drove back to the motel she was renting at cheaply rate. After a morning of outings, Eva planned to remain indoors all day. Maybe she would watch an erotic movie and masturbate…It must have been the heavy food she ate that drowsed her back to sleep. Her slumber was disturbed as soon